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With the sun radiating down upon us, And the waves of learning penetrating our ears, The teacher asked the knowledge defiant, a simple question. And with the quarks on their face and with the oxygen  in their lungs and with the water on their  tongues and with the neurones in their brain. They turn up blank. A small chuckle enters this closed system, The omniscient teacher had triumphed, And his students sat in a void, With one hand elevated, with more energy, The teacher turns back and with the plan in his mind and the idea in his plan and the thought in his idea and the emotion behind his thought A large grin appearing in the room The student had displaced the power He pushed the teacher into a precipitate slump And responded to the impossible question. What was the answer? What was the work behind it? How did they come to that? We will never know, Physics is pretty boring
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
Does something exist before you see it?
With the sun radiating down upon us, And the waves of learning penetrating our ears, The teacher asked the knowledge defiant, a simple question. And with the quarks on their face and with the oxygen  in their lungs and with the water on their  tongues and with the neurones in their brain. They turn up blank. A small chuckle enters this closed system, The omniscient teacher had triumphed, And his students sat in a void, With one hand elevated, with more energy, The teacher turns back and with the plan in his mind and the idea in his plan and the thought in his idea and the emotion behind his thought A large grin appearing in the room The student had displaced the power He pushed the teacher into a precipitate slump And responded to the impossible question. What was the answer? What was the work behind it? How did they come to that? We will never know, Physics is pretty boring
I wrote this in two parts to get two different feelings into this but I don’t think it translated well.
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
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