summer days, interstellar nights

such contrast
here through the window
ships sailing a warm harbour

and tonight
ill be awake, tracing
ships sailing the distant superclusters

Baryonic Lords

we dont return to live in symmetrical violations

when they created, they waited and finally wanted to end, they wished not because they felt humans

then religion ended, and physics began

when time began

why must I relate to India

is this the calling?

Answer me Creator

Suddenly from the ends of the horizon, came friends
I had them so near, never realized it,
they are my Gods now

when they send probes to the natural particle colliders around violent stars, they will find the hidden particles, where the standard model unravels new worlds.