A new epoch is opening up before us.
Well put... The fire era behind us.
A bit of prose in celebration.
Paths Unfurling
Our paths unfold behind us
Not as we're led to believe
Like leaves unfurling
Behind a child's footsteps
While crossing an uncharted field
Late in fall's season
A trace barely visible
When next passing
-gbgoble
It seems we learn to tune the skills
build motivation from invalidation
when ready to task what seems advantageous
good or bad its science that's rages
Sweet Dreams and Good Morning
Any time
I find my way back to poetry,
I know that healing has begun.
Is well underway, in fact.
Through the night we held the hand of darkness with tenderness
Because there exists in words the danger
Of the ‘too many’
And the ‘too few’.
Understanding is all that matters.
This is why there is a special language for the heart.
It is poetry and only poetry the heart can trust.
Poetry is not the words but that which inspires the heart to stillness
or to sing like the first birds, who notice and celebrate at just the right
moment that we are between and now.
So, when the dawn arrived in her delicate miracle, the garbage trucks
synchronized between you and me,
declared in their blunt manner,
“I’M HERE TO COLLECT THE GARBAGE. TOO LATE TO CHANGE YOUR MIND.”
Matter of factly, they hauled away the ‘too many’ and the ‘too few’
to The Dump; a no-frills graveyard for things past.
Night whispers gratitude for your patience as she drifts away, satisfied.
And the day, like a loving farm wife preparing homemade biscuits and jam,
serves poetry for breakfast.
Sweet Dreams
And
Good Morning.
CherieBlackfeather2011
March 2011
The first time
An invite of minds hoping to solve
turn into a room of unchangeable scolding
unknown to the masses it was but a unlock
letting go events now still unfolding
A lot is lost when domains are taken
cant fight or talk not as a comprise
just do as your told and feel the corruption
snap like a twig a ground shaking fault
in the trust of some men bound to be boss
started a fight in what may be in-countable looses
as they "are" aware of the kraken sea monster
posted years ago here to avoid! ~
they now creating the anomaly along with agendas
As they know more and more as we go
they toy with the Sea Monster to see how it go's
bring down a world just keep it in agony
Safety's off
by the rules warning given
small events to keep the balance
go quiet and build to tension throughout
quiet as sleeping waiting to strike
with safety's on the bleed valve releasing
the valve is off presser increasing
times are interesting and about to start
hang on to your hat so it won't blow off
<S>
Weather Driven Laughter
I am so glad that
Weather driven waves of laughter
Still crash upon your shore
Laughter crests with Illuminating bubbles rising to the top
Gently then recedes into
The whispering swishing
Sands of time
-gbgoble2014
Card games
All at the table sitting around
family and friends card games are bound
into the game we look around
the door to outside swings
another tune thrown in from the storm
Sigma Five
--Apologies to the BEE GEES--
Well, you can tell by the way I use my DVM
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born
And now it's alright, it's okay
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand
Those that eat from my dirty hands
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
We got Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we got Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Sigma Five!
Well now, I get low and I get high
And if I can't get either, I really try
Got the wings of Heaven on my shoes
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose
You know it's alright, it's okay
I'll live to see another day
We can try to understand
Those that eat from my dirty hands
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
We got Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we got Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Sigma Five! (ohh)
Energy was comin’ from nowhere, (no don’t help me)
Energy was goin everywhere, yeah (ohh)
Light was comin’ from nowhere, yeah!
Now I’m Sigma Five! (Sigma Five!......)
Well, you can tell by the way I break 2LOT
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm
I've been kicked around since I was born
And now it's all right, it's okay
And you may look the other way
We can try to understand
Those that eat from my dirty hands
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother
We got Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we got Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Sigma Five, Sigma Five!
Ah, ha, ha, ha, Sigma Five!
Energy was comin’ from nowhere, (no don’t help me)
Energy was goin everywhere, yeah (ohh)
Light was comin’ from nowhere, yeah!
Now I’m Sigma Five! (Sigma Five!......)
Energy was comin’ from nowhere, (no don’t help me)
Energy was goin everywhere, yeah
Light was comin’ from nowhere, yeah!
Now I’m Sigma Five! (Sigma Five!......)
Energy was comin’ from nowhere, (no don’t help me)
Energy was goin everywhere, yeah (ohh)
Light was comin’ from nowhere, yeah!
Now I’m Sigma Five! (Sigma Five!......)
Energy was comin’ from nowhere, (no don’t help me)
Energy was goin everywhere, yeah
Light was comin’ from nowhere, yeah!
Now I’m Sigma Five! (Sigma Five!......)
A silver-haired gent from Milan
Wanted a star in a can
His mentor Focardi
Said do not be tardy
It might be a flash in the pan.
Michael Salamon
Physics for Poets
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An attorney representing electrochemist B. Stanley Pons of the University of Utah has written physicist Michael H. Salamon demanding he retract a paper he and his coworkers published in the March 29 issue of Nature (C&EN, April 2, page 17).
"Pons Demands Retraction of Cold Fusion Paper" by Ron Dagani
Cite this: Chem. Eng. News 1990, 68, 16, 5
Publication Date: April 16, 1990
https://doi.org/10.1021/cen-v068n016.p005
Copyright © 1990 AMCS
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Program Physicist at U.S. Department of Energy
University of California, Berkeley
Experience
Program Physicist
U.S. Department of Energy
May 2010 - Present
The Search for Dark Matter
OCTOBER 26, 2016
"Without dark matter, it's possible that we would not exist," said Michael Salamon, a DOE Office of Science High Energy Physics (HEP) program manager.new face at DOE https://www.fnal.gov/pub/today…e_2010/today10-09-07.html
Symmetry Magazine article
Michael Salamon is a program director for dark matter experiments at DOE's Office of High Energy Physics. Science doesn't happen in a vacuum. Experiments require support and oversight. They also require a liaison between laboratories and agencies that fund them.For many working on dark matter projects, Michael Salamon is that liaison.
He's the new program manager for dark matter experiments at DOE's Office of High Energy Physics. Having combed the skies for evidence of the existence of neutralinos decades ago, he now combs proposals and budgets so others may advance the Cosmic Frontier.
As an astrophysics professor at the University of Utah in the late 1980s and '90s, Salamon was a member of the Fly's Eye collaboration, which measured the energies of ultra-high-energy cosmic ray showers. His research program also included suborbital searches for cosmic antimatter and theoretical work in high-energy particle astrophysics.
He was also a public advocate for the use of space-based observatories for fundamental physics investigations. That caught the ears of people at NASA, who recruited Salamon in 2001 to head a new program, Fundamental Physics In Space, which later became the Physics of the Cosmos Program.
"It was traumatic to leave academia, but it was with the idea of providing a valuable service to the science community," Salamon said.For nine years he oversaw research and development for projects such as the Joint Dark Energy Mission and the Laser Interferometer Space Antenna.
Last May he joined DOE, where he's in charge of a full portfolio of non-accelerator experiments at the nation's five major high-energy laboratories. As program manager, Salamon evaluates experiments, distributes resources and, during rough patches, conducts triage.
"He knows the details of the science of the experiments and has lots of experience with how government works," said Kathy Turner, with whom Salamon co-manages the non-accelerator program. "We're happy he's here.
"Salamon still channels his inner professor, volunteering his time to teach physics at George Washington University. As is the case with his current position, it's the love of sharing science that drives him.-- Leah Hesla
https://www.symmetrymagazine.org/sites/default/files/legacy/pdfs/200509/science.pdf
When I heard the learn'd astronomer;
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;
When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them;
When I, sitting, heard the astronomer, where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon, unaccountable, I became tired and sick;
Till rising and gliding out, I wander'd off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look'd up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
"When I heard the Learn'd Astronomer," Leaves of Grass
Michael Salamon analyzes Walt Whitman's poem in his Physics for Poets piece and misses the point.
In my opinion the student lost in the wonder of the stars is gaining inspiration and a yearning that sparked the learn'd astronimer when he was that boy... long ago.
Whitman's poems strengths are often of that nature... spanning time and perspectives... you have a knack for that too. - gbgoble
Michael expounds on this further in this article...
Science: A Richer Experience of Life
09/01/05 By Mike Perricone
Michael Salamon brings an outward vision to Office of Science and Technology Policy. He says Walt Whitman got it wrong: the more one learns about nature, the more beautiful it becomes.
Nature has a lot to say.
🎵<🎵Sortof a Bob Seger-ish grungy bluesy mashup sound 🎵>
F9
Seven fingers
and if ya count the thumbs
That’s nine
F9
Leavin’ one sticking up (that’s the F.)
How can it be ?
Positive or Negative ?
50/50 ?
F9, F9
Ohh, F9
It either works or it don’t
About eight dozen want it the most
But they still say…
F9
And maybe one day
(F9, F9)
Maybe one day
F9
When the power chords come crashing down
Go tearing through my senses
It's for the strong, not for the weak
In light and dark dimensions
It stimulates, regenerates
It's therapeutic healing
It lifts our feet up off the ground
and blasts us through the ceiling
Between the eyes
I hear it screaming
And it electrifies
Your inner feelings
Hot shock waves charge the air
All heads are banging
Fists pumping everywhere
Guitars are cranking
A few days ago we lost Dr. Matsumoto.
He surely joined with Dr. Emoto.
Probably no one will see a relation
But surely when they met, there was elation.
