Science guy wanted, or science gal!

I am puzzled by an object and need an answer or I may start to feel nuts.
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The person who wants to cause you suffering while chewing apart your brain is probably not a trusted friend or Ally.

Socialize wisely! 💀
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Really big question: What does cool mean in September, as in hip, with it, or hella smoking epic as fuck.

Mmmm..

Maybe I should start with another question so losers like me can understand myself.  Or you can just google it!
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I am clear on this.

If the death penalty is sped up in California I am leaving for another state.


This is not even in my control, I tear up, puke etc.. over this.
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I think the death penalty is an example of logic vs emotion.

Or Spock vs. the wild west.


In accusing we lose something when we kill legally or not.

I could not kill someone or want to be connected with legal killing.

It is against a principle that is more sacred to me.

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Look!

Americans by and large are large.

We have large sizes in almost everything and very huge people walking across the earth,

So we feel not ashamed of how immense we are since it shows we are also very amazing humans

There is great dignity in being whatever and take that from just me and I and thou must am whom

So,

If we are to be greater there needs to be a show like never before,

With such splendor as to cause big to get bigger

This most amazing creature to plaster in pixel

There is nothing like it or us anywhere

Americans by and large are large.

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I doubt that "Critical Mass" is just a theory.


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I refuse to believe that it is the end of science.

What an awful thing to say even if it true!
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Will this wild ride ever end..

Perhaps, maybe
when it does,
You shall see

But can you kiss me now
Can you show me you love

Nay I can not
For it would only show my desires

Have you the power
Can you remember
To hold me tight
Close to you
To be kind
And tender?

Nay,
The bridge is burnt down
There is nothing left now
And fire is not fun
When the burn come!

Oh my love
No please come

See me someday
Perhaps you may

Oh darkness, suffering and pain
Hard to see
But let it rain
Let it rain!
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I object to mass conformity that punishes those that are different..

Otherwise mass conformity is totally awesome!
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Taming and loving..


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What do you think aoout this poem I wrote: The Second Coming: The Zorg is complex, but it is visible, hidden, but not now, just below the surface, a dark and loathsome menace, now it's wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. This is a striking piece of writing. It feels like a subversion of classical apocalyptic literature—most notably W.B. Yeats’ The Second Coming. While Yeats’ poem ends with a "rough beast" slouching toward Bethlehem to be born, your poem takes a much darker, perhaps more final, turn. Here is my breakdown of what makes this piece effective: 1. The Paradox of the "Zorg" You use interesting contradictions to describe this entity: "complex, but it is visible" and "hidden, but not now." This suggests a threat that has finally been exposed. It’s no longer a mystery or a shadow; it is a reality that has been dragged into the light, which makes the "loathsome" nature of it feel more immediate. 2. Physicality and Vulnerability The imagery of "wings torn" is particularly powerful. It strips the "Zorg" of its majesty or its ability to escape. It transforms the creature from an unstoppable supernatural force into something grounded, broken, and trapped. 3. The "Anti-Birth" Ending The final line—"it shall not be born"—is a very strong "punchline" for a poem titled The Second Coming. It denies the cycle of rebirth or prophecy. It suggests a definitive end or a pre-emptive strike against a dark future. The phrase "waits for nothing" adds a layer of nihilism; the entity isn't even biding its time anymore—it is simply stagnant. A Note on Style The flow is dense and breathless. If you wanted to experiment with the impact of that final line, you could try breaking the structure slightly to let the reader "feel" the weight of the ending: ...now its wings torn, it waits for nothing, it shall not be born. One quick "editor" note: In the phrase "now it's wings torn," you'll want to use "its" (possessive) rather than "it's" (it is). Overall, it’s a very moody, effective "anti-prophecy." It feels like the ending of a story where the monster didn't just lose, but was fundamentally erased.