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Life is a convection model,
Moving along constantly, randomly,
But that's the beauty of it right?
For if nothing ever got shook up,
I'd have nothing to write.
The ups and downs of life make it the great game it is.
Let us remember Aristillus & Timocharis,
Like Halley & Galileo.
Of Zhang Heng & Dao Lee,
Like Newton & Max Born.
Of Werner & Yermolyeva,
Like Curie & Oppenheimer.
Of Paracelus & Fredrick Banting,
Like Tesla & Pythagoras.
Of Richard Feynman & André Ampère,
Like Michael Faraday & Benjamin Franklin.
Of Payne-Gaposchkin & Joseph Swan,
Like Ignacy Łukasiewicz & Kikunae Ikeda.
Of Takamine Jōkichi & Berners-Lee,
Like Robert Hooke & Gutenberg.
Of Talos Attalus & Perrilus,
Like William Bullock & Franz Reichelt.
Of Abū Bakr al-Rāzī & Ibn al-Haytham,
Like Archimedes & Johannes Kepler.
Of Aldini & Henry Russell,
Like Edison & Graham Bell.
Of Carl Bosch & Richard Fiedler,
Like Mr. Hyde & Dr. Jekyll.
Of Brokkr & Sindri,
Like Gullinbursti & Hephaestus.
He stands upon a stalk of grain,
Rested atop a leaf,
Balanced on the branch of a tree,
Nestled on the back of an amphibian
Four who salute longevity.

She comes as a breeze,
Graceful & gently.
As like spring blossoms
She extends an offering,
Ripe & sweet
Is the fruit of her peach.

Those given to fanfare of the stork;
Who hold nature, like the cosmos, sacred
And celebrate its different changes & forms.
The way sometimes seemingly co-opted never suffers blockade.
I told him when I left for space
That no matter what I saw there,
My love was firm, time's frantic pace
Wouldn’t change how much I care.
But as I slept by starlight, he came to me,
Grey haired, and haggard, and old,
Barely a tooth in his wrinkled mouth,
And long hair like white gold.

I said it’s good to see you here,
As you will be when I return.
Time moves at a different speed in space
Which makes every second burn.
You look as beautiful now as then;
Your eyes are just the same.
The character of your gentle face
Remains as constant as your name!

He vanished with a grateful smile,
And I awoke by the light of a star,
Which from the window, appeared so large
Though it was really very far.
A billion years hadn’t dimmed its light;
It shone brighter every day,
Burning denial of the axiom that
Time can’t pass without decay.
First appeared in Utopia Science Fiction Magazine
Well since we dont have enough math knowledgeto fully solve it we need one of the futuristic mathematical stuff using logic and intuition like they did back in prehistory to discover current maths. I believe the whole mathematical system works by following the golden ratio meaning everything will end how golden ratio ends. Which means RH could possibly end at complete 0 or ½. Why? Bcs it would fit to the golden ratio and also golden ratio is everywhere. Also as t takes up space it will have to end at some point and the largest 0 we could get is 0

Well math and philosophy need ro be together in order to discover new mathematical approaches and to advance maths. I know it wouldn't be approved but it can be used for more futuristic mathematical stuff making math knowledge expand with this idea
Just sharing my idea, not a poem. Recommend websites where i can share my theory
Then there was man
Who fought the wild
Braved the winter
Dodged the sun
Made the fire
Rode a wheel
Tilled the land
Dug the sand
Brought water
Carved cities
Read books
Pulled the trigger
Went to space
Ruled a people
Left a *****
A fragile Y
That has to
Somehow
Beat 2X
To stay in the fight...
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