finding elegance: micro

an entire world
         moves
             and grows
                   and fights without conciousness,
 each moment,
         each motion a response to instinct,
                                                     programming alone

eat. grow. divide.
eat. grow. divide.

where competition abounds, with enemies swarming all around
                                            and change a constant, chaotic force.


survive. survive. survive. 
survive. survive. survive. 


where in mere days,
                      sometimes hours,
one species becomes two, and so on. 


eat. grow. divide.
eat. grow. divide.



where chemistry reigns supreme,
          and physics underlies all forms,
                            in motion, structure,
                                                 sometime random and spasmotic,
                                                 often smooth and elegant.



all contained in a drop of pond water.




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Sometimes my days are full of studying, figures, memorization and I forget to look for the beauty in everything.  Sometimes the beauty comes screaming from the pages of my textbook and I sit up and gaze around in wonder at this world.

The Goal

I long for a time

without form,

void,

when nothing is everything

what's everything?

before life there was darkness

in darkness there was

something

sparking this life

some questions arose.

with multiverse theories abound

I wonder

which parallel gave us the ground

on which I now stand and ponder around

forming science

with all of its theories and laws

that somehow fit in to the ultimate cause

and this life is but one that perpetuates

the clear goal, still,

to proliferate