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Science fiction: The believable impossibilities Part 2: Me with coffee and a peace called joy~
What sweetness does to my mind as a researcher, I am exploring thoroughly. But it does improve my performance, my thinking ability, and duration markedly. It lowers my wounds of past feelings. It helps me understand many scientific concepts with renewed speed. It builds me up from stone to sculpture. I would love to redeem and dream about.I am not alone in this corner. There are now a few more women with missing men. They may be in such a happy swing of life, with no bondages I applied to my wife. I have been rarely in the cafe with my wife. I surely didn't hate her, but it was more a matter of money and time I needed to spend. How much more will I need to save on today's meal to have a coffee tomorrow, too. This money is considered more important than my research for the people of my own society. Jesus was certainly not the only man hurt by his own men around. I experience similar blows from people who surround me. I was happier with a wife than I am with none. All dead, as if none
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Science fiction: The believable impossibilities My attempts to know more about death
Died young! no, no, no, I cannot lose my dear ones to death. I will find a death cure. The next day, I went to the office and resigned; I took carefully the little money they gave me as pay. I was happy again and forgot the yell as spit on my face. I was back in my laboratory again. Thus, I saved a plant with alkaline water. New! I was too happy with the newness of my ideas. I was shining bright, though only in my own eyes. I was dancing away from the last grieves and growing joyously though fearful of falling money from my hands. I am at that small coffee shop. I am happy, too. I sing a song this way and am so glad, too! I am delighted, too. I was delighted too with my wife. Today, I was alone, so what? I am still excited, too.“I need not know me To compare with Anyone around me People left me to my own loneliness.As if I was never once amongst there.There is still pain in my heart.How can I expect death as the returnof the efforts I toil for?”Aptitude, arise, localise, real
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Science fiction: The believable impossibilities My attempts to know more about life
I was as if in my dream. I recollected how much blood came out of Amy's face just before she died. There was so much blood that I could hardly see her face. Blood protects us from dehydration. Almost all terminally ill people were emitting vast amounts of blood. This means they were all dehydrated to a certain level. If I take out all water from the ocean, nothing remains, not even the fish's life. That discovery was new to me. If Salt was removed from the ocean, would its water evaporate any sooner? Nature, nurture, life, light! I wish I could redefine life by an altogether different angle extension. There is hope, somewhere kept near to me. I need to struggle, but there is so much more around me to find it. My laptop, for instance, my drawing sheet, is waiting for me. I am indulged in basic information collection about life to understand what's opposite of death. What it's like stepping in death? I have never fully known.Was I planning suicide? Certainly not! I just thought if I c
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Science fiction: The believable impossibilities To doubt is science, to believe is religion.
This new day too, I was again with the last days some thoughts – Why we should not educate kids and know what they have to tell/speak…Why should science not be the first school subject at age 7 or 9? Because the brain tells us the logic which we are unable to gather info otherwise.Let's create a quest and feed on the creation of all knowledge, this time without brainwashing or manipulation by any book. Maybe we will know what has never been known nor experienced any other way before.Creating ice cream from a parlour is not possible, but creating a beautiful, happy you in an ice cream shop is possible.Let's create knowledge. Let's invent new. Make sure you don't walk down the street but instead climb up high. That's life. That' creates the right sound.We cannot specify what is wrong at this level of no experimental data. But we know things need to be changed. We need to create at least a little more from more. But, why can't we grow extremes in our minds? Is our brain limited by t
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Science fiction: The believable impossibilities The sorrows of the human mind!
I know it hurts being rich. You feel that all your friends are selfish. There is diplomacy even at home. You hurt yourself with limited and grow rich, but you cannot forget the floor you come in from. “This is life, dear!” Accept it before the world and family reject you. Riches even enable you to grow on life's floor. A great work of knowledge can be spread on a greater ground just by money. I have witnessed this, for I have seen.Next I wrote:What is that magnetic field at which a drop of water changes its drop-like- shape? If I could know all this, I would be able to invent life on Mars. I kept a lot of considerable magnets in my laboratory. I took them in different alignments, shapes, and sizes. I then kept this magnet system near a drop-by-drop falling water from a tap. Wow! I noticed a slight change in the form /shape of falling water (dropping from the tap). I noticed it changing repeatedly when I changed the magnetic system near the tap. I realised that the shape of a drop o
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Science fiction: The believable impossibilities Disagree with what you agree when the mind works on perfection...
Part I I doubt every word of Einstein. I doubt every word of Newton. Why should I agree without experimenting, thinking myself, why should I follow? I am no longer a very religious person. The reason I left religion behind in my life was I didn't want to follow anyone word by word. Then why should I accept the same approach of science? Hurt is not an abnormal response to a genuine area of pain. You are not mad when you complain. You aren't futile in your targets when you put the best in you. Why should I follow scientists in science? Free me, hey, sky of all bondages! Restrictions, beliefs! Free me sky of every bounding! Let me be not only superficial but completely free. We are not advocating something here. We want to avoid giving a part of our wealth in return like religion does want. We want you to think and grow! We want you to think of growth. We want you to grow your thoughts! We want your thoughtful approach to result in your overall holistic development! Understand the unde
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When life stumbles On a stone I don’t get a picture of a tomb anymore. I know I have grown!I believe I will grow. Death cannot kill me anymore. Death cannot kill me anymore. A world of advanced stature awaits me! As I multiply, I will be infinity one day. I won’t die nor decay in my grave. I will fight for life. I will fight death on its way. Hey! I won’t die in any evil way. I need to live long. I have no greed but joy in living long. I too should see the world advancing beyond the hold of any rope or sword. I too, should experience peace in its growth. I be lavish is not the need. I am surviving is enough for me. I am surviving is enough for me. I do not want to leave for the grave. Hey, do not ever dig any grave, ever again. I saw a dream of courtesy to development. The advancements that could speak. I will be rich. I will be rich. I will be rich in the years of life I live. In the moments of good times I witnessed, I will be rich. I will be rich not like a politician will be!
Last Updated : 2024-10-29Science fiction: The believable impossibilities Talk with my subconscious mind
Where have I climbed, after a recent fall? To fall is no sin if it enables a later rise. What I have achieved cannot be announced or gifted a crown. Life has left me alone with hope. And now I dwell in peace with my role. This is my soul. My role is peace. Digging deep within, I find scope forever living. What is wrong with the world I need not believe. Let me correct the sword and the shield, for the deadly enemy is all within. Capturing myself, creating substance - I have enabled riches creation from the mud that sustains self-longer than the stone! I now witness longevity as a longing desire. If death can be fought, why not a trial? But no one listens to whispers or responds to life’s wants. It seems they have accepted deep within that which death they call. Gathering the little I have; I went next door. My neighbour was missing and there was no one around me on the floor. I whistled for myself. I smiled pretty even when alone. Why do you need someone to talk to when you can speak
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