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“Epidemic obesity is an enormous problem. It's a pendulum that's swung too far. We have to swing it back. So it should come as no surprise that solution must be built from the ground up on the banks of this flooding river and it must be raised to a height higher than flood waters. Now what does that look like? It looks like policies and programs that cultivate healthy levels of physical activity, healthy dietary patterns in homes, in schools, in supermarkets, in neighborhoods, in clinics, in churches, in workplaces, throughout our society, every place we can reach people.”

“Epidemiologists-scientists who study the spread of disease-use a special number to describe how contagious a virus is. It's called the basic reproduction number, or R0 for short. It's complicated to calculate but simple to understand-it counts how many people one sick person is expected to infect over the course of his or her illness. If I'm sick with a cold and I make two other people sick, the R0 of my virus is 2. Colds and seasonal flus typically have R0 values of around 1.5 to 2. The 1918 flu pandemic R0 was estimated to be 2 to 3, while diseases like polio and small pox have R0 values of around 5 to 7.”

“Epigenetics reveals that your body isn’t a genetically predetermined flesh robot, but is regulated by a set of gene switches that can be turned on or off—by you—mindfully. Ergo, our genes aren’t our destiny. We have far more control over their expression than most ever imagined.”

“EPISTEMA DUA SUWUNG: Liturgi Pertubrukan yang Tak Dikutip Para Dewa I. LITURGI ASAL — Titik Singularitas dan Retakan Hukum Pada mula yang menafikan permulaan, jagad hanyalah retakan tipis di punggung kegelapan. Getar tunggal yang tersesat di antara dua sunyi abadi. Ia lupa kepada siapa ia harus kembali, sebab ia adalah perjalanan itu sendiri. Di kekosongan itu, ada dua simpul energi, bukan nama, bukan bentuk, hanya tegangan purba di antara dua ruang hampa yang saling memanggil tanpa panca indra. Mereka tidak dirancang oleh konsep keseimbangan. Kosmos yang buta menggambar garis pemisah penderitaan: Satu arus waktu dan satu arus ketiadaan, larangan yang terukir dalam bahasa sandi di pintu gerbang kreasi. Namun gravitasi asal mula segala akar lebih tua dari hukum. Dan hasrat purba selalu tahu jalur tembus yang bahkan cahaya manifestasi tak sanggup menemukannya. Cinta adalah ilusi di alam fana. Di median kosmik ini, yang terjadi hanyalah: Dua prinsip dualitas yang menemukan retakan waktu untuk bersemayam sejenak. Tidak ada saksi yang menoleh. Tidak ada pencatat moral yang bertugas. Hanya kegelapan mutlak yang sedikit mengencang dan membeku di titik singularitas pertemuan itu. II. LITURGI TENGAH — Sembah Raga di Kuil Antariksa Kepekatan primordial tidak perlu lebih dalam untuk menyembunyikan mereka. Mereka sudah tersembunyi di bawah lapisan kesadaran sebelum saling bertemu. Arus energi mereka berkerabat dalam satu darah ibu. Wujud fana mereka berjarak. Di antara keduanya, terbentang jembatan nadi yang dibangun oleh rasa dahaga pralaya yang tuli terhadap silsilah tatanan. Wujud menyentuh wujud seperti dua logam dingin yang saling mengenali suara getarannya, dua dimensi waktu yang lelah karena terpisah terlalu lama. Tak ada kidung kakawin. Tak ada ikrar. Tak ada permohonan. Tak ada seserahan. Yang ada hanya raga. Wadhag yang menghafal sunyi lebih lembut daripada mantra sejati. Di waktu yang bukan waktu, Hukum berjalan seperti fatwa: Bintang raksasa terbakar perlahan di langit ketujuh, Planet terus berputar di orbital karma, seekor nyamuk mati di ruang hampa, Arus cakra mengalir mengangkut kisah-kisah Vedana. Pertubrukan arketipal ini tidak mengubah asas kosmik apa pun. Ia hanya menggores garis batas nadi terlarang yang akan terus berdenyut dalam gelap bahkan setelah semua wujud usai menjadi. Mereka tidak memuja. Tidak memohon ampun. Tidak menyebut nama dewi atau dewa siapa pun. Mereka hanyalah dua pusat pusaran yang bertubrukan di medan magnet kosmos yang salah. Medan yang tak peduli siapa seharusnya menjaga kodrat, siapa seharusnya melindungi keseimbangan, siapa seharusnya tidak menyentuh siapa. Yang tahu hanyalah suwung yang bersemayam tepat di tengah antara dua napas yang saling menghirup—saling menghembus.”

“EPISTEMA DUA SUWUNG: Liturgi Pertubrukan yang Tak Dikutip Para Dewa III. LITURGI AKHIR — Konsekuensi Niskala di Dua Suwung yang Retak Sesudahnya, Arus waktu berjalan lagi seperti yang telah digariskan— tanpa memperlambat detik Mahakāla, tanpa memberi jeda untuk bayangan kesalahan. Mereka kembali mengenakan ilusi nama Kode genetika, Garis keturunan, Batas diri di Cakra Ajna. Hanya satu yang tidak kembali: Cara menafsirkan diri sebelum titik singularitas itu terjadi. Peristiwa arketipal ini tidak meminta hak untuk disebut penyatuan. Ia cukup puas menjadi residu etarika di tepi kesadaran: siluet energi yang tidak berani mengaku pernah ada, tapi juga menolak untuk sepenuhnya dilenyapkan. Di jagat niskala, kalau memang ada, peristiwa ini hanyalah efek kecil cermin pradhana: retak nyaris tak terlihat yang membuat prinsip kosmik membengkok sedikit, sekadar cukup untuk membuat satu simpul energi tidak lagi lurus tatkala memandang asal usul-nya. Tidak ada ganjaran karma. Tidak ada penebusan. Tidak ada penghakiman. Hanya sebuah konsekuensi absolut: bahwa setelah dua suwung saling menyentuh, keduanya tak lagi murni hampa. Masing-masing menyimpan jejak bayangan. Cidra suwung yang tak dapat kembali ke keadaan tanpa energi. Maka liturgi yang tersisa: sesuatu telah terjadi tanpa izin hukum alam, tanpa restu moral siapa pun—dan semesta tetap memilih bungkam. Dalam dua suwung yang retak, tinggal satu sabda: yang tak diucapkan, tak ditulis, tak meminta maaf. Aku mengenali kegelapanku. Ia menetap. Tidak bergerak. Tidak pergi. Itu saja. Dan dari sana, hidup berjalan terus— lebih sunyi, lebih berat, lebih jujur, tanpa perlu kata-kata untuk menutupinya. Desember 2025”

“Epistemology now flourishes with various complementary approaches. This includes formal epistemology, experimental philosophy, cognitive science and psychology, including relevant brain science, and other philosophical subfields, such as metaphysics, action theory, language, and mind. It is not as though all questions of armchair, traditional epistemology are already settled conclusively, with unanimity or even consensus. We still need to reason our way together to a better view of those issues.”

“Epitaph. Not next year, not the next one, Not the year after that. But ages From here, Clad in love stained sleeping bags, Dying with feet wrapped in endless Shirts and pillow cases, Crumbling with 99 flakes clutched Between thumb and palm, dripping Yellow cream from twig fingers, Basking our white haired chests on Green grassed parks under purple Skies. Laughing over coffee after Bath tubs of coffee have passed Through our guts. Huddled, lonely, Under heaped clothes, here lay us...”

“EPITAPH Now I'm not the brightest knife in the drawer, but I know a couple things about this life: poverty silence, impermanence discipline and mystery The world is not illusory, we are From crimson thread to toe tag If you are not disturbed there is something seriously wrong with you, I'm sorry And I know who I am I'll be a voice coming from nowhere, inside-- be glad for me.”

“Epitaph 'On her Son H.P. at St. Syth’s Church where her body also lies interred' What on Earth deserves our trust? Youth and Beauty both are dust. Long we gathering are with pain, What one moment calls again. Seven years childless marriage past, A Son, a son is born at last: So exactly lim’d and fair, Full of good Spirits, Meen, and Air, As a long life promised, Yet, in less than six weeks dead. Too promising, too great a mind In so small room to be confined: Therefore, as fit in Heaven to dwell, He quickly broke the Prison shell. So the subtle Alchemist, Can’t with Hermes Seal resist The powerful spirit’s subtler flight, But t’will bid him long good night. And so the Sun if it arise Half so glorious as his Eyes, Like this Infant, takes a shrowd, Buried in a morning Cloud.”

“Epitaph on Newton: Nature and Nature's law lay hid in night: God said, "Let Newton be!," and all was light. [added by Sir John Collings Squire: It did not last: the Devil shouting "Ho. Let Einstein be," restored the status quo] [Aaron Hill's version: O'er Nature's laws God cast the veil of night, Out blaz'd a Newton's soul and all was light.”

“Epithalamium Without silence there would be no music. Life paired is doubtless more difficult than solitary existence - just as a boat on the open sea with outstretched sails is trickier to steer than the same boat drowsing at a dock, but schooners after all are meant for wind and motion, not idleness and impassive quiet. A conversation continued through the years includes hours of anxiety, anger, even hatred, but also compassion, deep feeling. Only in marriage do love and time, eternal enemies, join forces. Only love and time, when reconciled, permit us to see other beings in their enigmatic, complex essence, unfolding slowly and certainly, like a new settlement in a valley, or among green hills. In begins from one day only, from joy and pledges, from the holy day of meeting, which is like a moist grain; then come the years of trial and labor, sometimes despair, fierce revelation, happiness and finally a great tree with rich greenery grows over us, casting its vast shadow. Cares vanish in it.”

“epištu u muštēpištu šamû anāku-ma ul tulappatīni erșetu anāku-ma ul turahhînni sihil balti anāku-ma ul takabbasīnni ziqit zuqâqīpi anāku-ma ul talappatīnni šadû zaqru anāku-ma kišpuki ruhûki rusûki upšāšūki lemnūti ul ițehhûni ul iqarribūni ayyâši. O sorceress and bewitcher, I am heaven, so you cannot touch me. I am the earth, so you cannot seep over me. I am thorn of bāltu-bush so you cannot tread on me. I am scorpion sting, so you cannot touch me. I am a lofty mountain, so your magic, your spells, your witchcraft, your evil machinations, cannot approach me, cannot come near me.”