Big Ideas Among Earthlings.
A guy, Edward Topsell, said: it is
as-- it is as necessary or more necessary for most men
to know how to capture mice than how to capture elephants.
Big Ideas Among Earthlings.
You know how they named quirks of the nuclear particle that--
they have these sort of adjectives for them
that have to do with strangeness and charm and stuff.
That will crop up somewhere, I guess.
Big Ideas Among Earthlings.
Who'd want to be the biggest one, the president
or mastermind, the lord of stars or a model of the kind?
Who'd want the drove of sycophants,
the plague of elitists and angels echoing her every word?
A little loom or night soil is a lot.
The miles unfurl inside a single iris,
small hours in hot purple, wet gotten from eavesdropping.
We craved our own lost halves ever
since language and land were sundered into kind.
And Africa misses South America, and clouds, their coast.
And to this day, I love the fucker who deserted me.
But who can claim to hold a soul, even her own?
Americans think big is forceful, but the strongest force
belongs to the electrons bound at 40,000 miles per hour
about their far off nuclei.
From them, we get our sense that matter is solid.
You can look about, above, for lords and kings,
but given what we know of strangeness, given
what we know of charm, perhaps the God
is small, not big, who keeps us from harm.