#foundpoetry
ALICE is optimized to study collisions of nuclei
at ultra-relativistic energies.
It consists of a large pixel-based tracking system
covering eight units of pseudorapidity
complemented by multiple systems for particle identification,
including silicon time-of-flight layers,
a ring-imaging Cherenkov detector,
a muon identification system,
and forward detectors for event characterisation.
The main new studies focus on beauty hadrons,
multi-charm baryons
and charm-charm correlations,
as as well as on precise measurements
to probe the mechanism of chiral-symmetry restoration
and the time-evolution of the QGP temperature.
ALICE 3 can uniquely contribute to hadronic physics
with femtoscopic studies
of the interaction potentials
between charm mesons
and searches for nuclei with charm,
and to fundamental physics, with tests of the Low theorem
for ultra-soft photon emission.
The LHC will operate
until the Long Shut Down 3,
starting in July 2026.
During the LS3, the LHC will undergo
a major upgrade
in order to increase its luminosity,
i.e. the number of collisions.
The upgraded machine, the High-Luminosity LHC,
which is due to restart mid-30 —
will run at least another decade.
Page not found, or something went wrong with the web server. Talking of web servers, this is a picture of the world’s first web server, Tim Berners-Lee’s NeXT machine at CERN.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 8:26 PM UTC
Shuffle.
Hey Lord-
Shuffle.
Is it wickedness?
Shuffle.
To know-
Shuffle.
My lover’s got-
Shuffle.
Oceans-
Shuffle.
She said if you want my heart-
Shuffle.
Don’t stay-
Shuffle.
How can I-
Shuffle.
Go-
Shuffle.
When-
Shuffle.
Light struck-
Shuffle.
God knows-
Shuffle.
I-
Shuffle.
Need you-
Shuffle.
Why do-
Shuffle.
I-
Shuffle.
Need you-
Shuffle.
Every second every minute-
Shuffle.
I-
Shuffle.
Need you-
Shuffle.
Need you-
Shuffle.
Need you-
Shuffle.
Need you-
**** this i’d rather the silence.
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 9:28 PM UTC
Let’s go somewhere nobody knows our names.
How do I explain this feeling?
You are very warm in person,
but your ideas are harsh and severe.
You better go.
I’m beginning to like you.
What if we were soulmates,
who just met at the wrong time?
Of course it’s possible to love a human being if you don’t know them too well.
Brave birds still fly through fog.
Now we’re just strangers with memories…
“Told you so”, I whisper to me.
Jan 31, 2025
Jan 31, 2025 at 10:53 AM UTC
I don’t believe in brothers
And I don’t believe in the brotherhood of man
And I don’t know much about anything
but i know i need a smooth operator
I wish I was a normal guy
that kava had me feeling pretty
And I think I let you in.
It was smart, it was sweet
I try to say goodbye,
And you sweep me off my feet
I try to play it cool
But I crave your lovin on me
It’s centrifugal motion
But your still on my lonely mind
It’s that pivotal moment
And I dream about you all the time
When you Take it on back
And turn on the red light
it’s like a thousand Julys
——————————/———————————
I don’t wish,
I don’t want to wish,
Wishing only wounds the heart.
I’m tired of being played like a violin
Always betting and loosing on love
But When I get, what I really really want, I need ****** healing.
Even when I dream of you,
I try to fly and fall.
The sweetest dream will never do,
Without my wings I feel so small.
I guess I need you baby
And I don’t wanna miss a thing
This kiss this kiss
You’ll be with me in my dreams
This kiss this kiss
tonight it’s you and me
Even when i dream of you
its centrifugal motion
without my wings i feel so small
and i dream about you all the time
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 2:50 PM UTC
He was more permanent than other men,
A little more friendly -
And it don’t make no difference.
I ain’t wanted.
Why ain’t you wanted?
I don’t know.
You think it’s a lie.
You won’t get out.
But it ain’t no lie.
He cried.
Lost his smile.
Helplessly broken.
I seen things out here.
Alone out here at night.
I don’t know if I was asleep.
It’s just in their head.
Yeah… sometimes.
But… not always.
You’re nuts.
You’re crazy.
We are too.
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 11:18 AM UTC
“Too Little Too Late but we don’t say no…”
Why is it too much to feel?
I thought you had always known,
isn’t what scares you what makes it real?
Away, solemnly, while I now go,
a fleeting dispositions appeal;
too little too late; I still say so
as were crushed beneath the wheel.
not meant to be, when we’re not enough,
half of every truth, a hand to cuff-
*Too Little Too Late but we can’t say no,
what prospects can you see?
If we both see it comin’ but still don’t go,
It’s not far enough for me;*
Too little too late but we can’t talk about, the rite of ritual haze
1 on 1; start putting out, dance to dazzle and daze,
Addicted to, know I’ve become, ourselves lost in the maze
of
Burnt paper fingers,carpeted hallways,as
our heavy heads still tour the room-
tie my right hand to the ride,
too little too late, but never too soon
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 9:26 AM UTC
secondary (gleam white bright)-
op ed: the wet fields are yellow
and shouldn’t be. bless the anxious
farmers
who wait.
the most luminous on the spectrum
egg yolk, ripe lemons,
objective. turn the screen
of the mind. IKEA, bookshelf,
adjustable shelves,
a bird of open deciduous edges
and forests (Yellow-Throated Vireo).
we solve the yellow
on top of the Rubik's cube
in two steps:
orient and cross, coward-
look at the stars.
Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
The presence of interaction,
at least initially,
destroys localization
in a cloud
of quantum particles,
and allows
the cloud to escape
and smear out,
though very slowly
and subdiffusively.
I swear
This happened to me Thursday
Exactly this way
Spooky
Copyright@2019 Dennis Willis
Feb 5, 2019
Feb 5, 2019 at 8:59 PM UTC
***** girls with lousy guys, drives me crazy
Maybe you shouldn't feel too sorry.
Old Sally, so **** good-looking but a pain in the ***
"Oh, darling, I love you."
"You're probably the only reason I'm in New York right now"
I told her I loved her; it was a lie.
felt like five hundred thousand years, looking at all the phonies.
Ivey League guys with snobby voices,
a witty bunch of actors drinking their tea
and rubbernecks stand around to watch.
I was a ******* wolf, just wondering for intellectual conversation.
Someone, Anyone!
Just give old Caulfield the time to spoil your evening
because he's not sorry at all.
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC
In that album, our memories are kept,
Smiling, laughing, having fun.
It belongs to everyone— to you,
me, and the others.
They’re meant to be treasured
meant to be kept—protected,
because in those photographs,
our memories are forever timeless.
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 4:17 PM UTC
The girl was walking in the center of the sidewalk with her head up and the few drops of rain falling on her face
Letting the motion of the wind and the leaves carry her forward
Her Dark eyes were so fixed to the world that no move escaped them
A kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with a tireless curiosity
She whispered
I love to watch people too much
No one has any time for anyone else
Sometimes I ride the subway all day and look at them
I just want to figure out who they are and what they want and where they’re going
They say I’m antisocial but it all depends on what you mean by social, doesn’t it?
I don’t think it’s social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk
They run us so ragged that by the end of the day we can’t do anything
Everyone I know is either shouting or dancing around like wild or beating up one another
People don’t talk about anything
Isn’t that funny and sad?
They make me say things; they want to know what I do with my time
And sometimes, I tell them, I like to put my head back, like this, and let the rain fall in my mouth
The rain was thinning away
And then Clarisse was gone
Everything was empty
It was something about not seeing her in the world.
-M
Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 11:44 PM UTC
God is not static being, but dynamic becoming.
Without human participation,
God remains incomplete, unrealized.
It is up to us to actualize
the divine potential in the world.
God needs us.
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC
Anything visible, and
anything that can be grasped by thought,
is bounded.
Anything bounded is finite.
Anything finite is not undifferentiated.
The boundless is called Ein Sof, Infinite.
It is absolute undifferentiation in
perfect,
changeless
oneness.
Since it is boundless, there is nothing outside of it.
Since it transcends and conceals itself,
it is the essence
of everything hidden and concealed.
Since it is concealed, it is the root of faith
and
the root of rebellion.
As it is written, "One who is righteous lives by his faith."
We comprehend it only by way of no.
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 12:50 PM UTC
Just imagine, just imagine
Just imagine all the things
that WE could've been
Imagine all the places
WE could've gone and seen
Imagination's no longer
fun for you and me
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 2:20 AM UTC