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Zack Murray Oct 2012
August 10th, you seemed so distant
Not quite as distant as the barrel of one gun
The gun that fired the shot that would stun
The scientific world, from Rutherford to Niels Bohr
To find out esteemed fellow scientist Moseley was no more

But before that, in 1913
X-ray spectra was naught more than a dream
Before diffraction through crystals became the truth
The wavelengths needed a meaning, and there was proof
You developed a mathematical system without flaw
One so great, it was named "Moseley's law"

Mendeleev had the right idea, but not a plan
Could not arrange the elements the way that you now can
Without you, my sir, we would not have had this premium
To enjoy the elements technetium, hafnium, promethium, and rhenium
These gaps that like stars littered the periodic table
Were filled with ease, and the cosmos became stable

You had set the foundation for crystallography of x-rays
A method of determining arrangement that is still used in modern days
The first machines in use were those for which you had the design
But their widespread use you could not see as there simply was no time
For during a battle, as you made the phone set run
A bullet took your grace away, a scientist dying young
Zack Murray Apr 2011
whose name this is
i think i know
his house is in the village though
he will not see me stopping here
to watch the namesets grow and grow

my middle name must think it queer
to be not with a masculinity here
between the first and surs of names
the only separation; tier

people give their warning bells a shake
to ask is there is some mistake
if the only sound their mouths can make
is a thin wisp of shiver and quake

names are lovely, lively and deep
and some may cause some others to weep
with many tiers of generations past
we're at the modern, here at last

*adaptation of Robert Frost's infamous "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
Zack Murray Apr 2011
i'll type this in all lowercase so it looks like i'm deep, like i'm some sort of hipster

is there anything i can really say that hasn't been said before? there have been billions before me and there will be billions after me, the chance that my words are not exactly repeated is very small.

i dunno if karma is just simply taking its course but i feel as if two years ago was a mistake. i mean i learned a lot from it and did a bit of soul searching, but was the cost worth the effect? i don't wanna hear any of this "hurr get over it you need to clear your conscious" because that's a ***** thing to say and you have no idea

last year was kinda **** as well, it was definitely the upswing, if i were to make a graph out of the quality of life through the grades. kinda ruined friendships and secured new ones, and the ones i ended were definitely the right ones to get rid of

a very good quote from rammstein goes "can you see me? can you feel me? can you hear me? i don't understand you all". basically unless you know me, am me, feel me, hear me, see me, you don't even know

also, the whole "don't judge people" thing is *******. if you're not supposed to judge someone on their personality or their physical appearance, what's left? you can't NOT judge people, that's dumb as hell. you can't look at a prisoner in jail with multiple tattoos and a history of murdering people in jail and not say "oh that man's probably dangerous"

basically i feel like i'm the only smart and mature one in a sea of ****

thanks for reading my ******* in a sea of ****

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