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“In the depths of my longing, there comes the tides of love and a dream I once had as the sky breaks in the blush of a sunset. The hushed evening moments, how I devour it with the longing of a starving deep, to pen a poem with unflinching desire..pushing through what is unmet in this life and there comes the raw prose, the unfading emotions to surface that lived in my soul for ages.”

“Saa nane za usiku timu nzima ya Vijana wa Tume ilirudi San Ángel katika helikopta ya DEA, tayari kwa safari ya Salina Cruz katika jimbo la Oaxaca. Kukamatwa kwa Gortari, Eduardo na Dongyang ulikuwa ushindi mkubwa wa kwanza wa Tume ya Dunia. Ushindi huo ukalipua wimbi la kukamatwa kwa wahalifu wa kimataifa, wa Kolonia Santita, dunia nzima.”

“Quiet of The Wild Sea The explosion of longing, the calm in the wild seas, For the soul is a sailor, a ship in the stormy sea, one half of whose desires to rest, The other half yearns to voyage in the sea. O soul, 'why is longing a mix of danger and safety?' 'I see peace in the wild sea, a shelter in the storm.' So, I look out at the wild sea, For in the storm, I share with God, the wild days of life. There, I sense, my passionate heart. This heart, a ship moored, longs to fly on wild wings, For flying, I will find my wings of light. A ship, safely harbored, would remain futile, In the voyage of life. This heart would taste no wine of ecstasy. O heart, break, break, break every chain, that anchors me to the harbor. O heart, break, break, break every fetter, set me out in the wild sea. This safety is not my nest, my wild desire is. Sail, sail, sail through the turbulent sea, For there, I will sense my beloved, eternal. There, I will sense my eternal lover. In the storm is the bliss, in the wild, the peace. O, heart, this torment goes in the quiet space, Shall I rest or shall I sail? For such pleasure, there is, in this pain. such a mix it is of delight and fear. In the wild tides comes the peace, For this is a voyage with my beloved, The calm in a world of chaos. Ah! Is this a cry of pleasure or pain? Is this a storm and a shelter, at the same time? The whipping winds, the wild seas, yet the waves of passion call me wild. O, soul, is this a voyage in the sea, or a voyage of homecoming? O, soul, speak to me, speak to me now, in this stormy a moment, will I stay anchored, or will I set sail, faraway into the wild? 'I Sense My Thirst'...Excerpt Jayita Bhattacharjee”

“When I realized that my home was completely filled with a biologically toxic radio wave field, I decided that the best route forward was to milk the home for all of the biological research that I could possibly produce from it!”

“How the sea pulls to the light our unfiltered emotions. How this moment calls us into a profound exploration of the soul leading to a self-discovery, where love clashes with whatever is ugly only to emerge with all that is pure and true. We wrestle with our own desires to discover our deepest longing...and we carry with us a newfound understanding of our deeps and it becomes a timeless search for what is real as the ache keeps us pushing through the tidal waves of life....”

“To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; To be a lantern in the darkness Or an umbrella in a stormy day; To feel much more than know. To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain; To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves; To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching. To be a smile on the face of a woman And shine in her memory As a moment saved without planning.”

“Can you imagine a longing which is not for victory but the face of night, where the moon is aching to light the sky? What if a real thirst is not for the prize to be won, but for the song of night, when lovers whisper to one another's ears? What if, it is a longing for a language that the rivers speak to the sea? What if, joy is not in the conquest but in the quiet unfolding of a greater mystery? What if, a desire is not for the pleasures, but for knowing, how flowers give more of them, emptying them of every scent, only to be filled with the joy of giving? What if, the only longing is to know how waves come home to the shores, and write the story of the sea? How lovers rest in one another's eyes, to melt in the gaze of eternity?”

“Some might question whether it makes sense to talk about setting up the experiment and running it again with exactly the same conditions--that it is, in fact, impossible. Locally, you might get the conditions exactly the same, but you have to embed the experiment in the universe, and that has moved on. You can't rewind the wave function of the universe and rerun it. The universe is a one-time-only experiment that includes us as part of its wave function, and there's no going back.”

“Emotions have their own movement. They move like waves: huge tsunami waves, choppy rapids, or long slow tides. The best way I know to work with emotion, especially strong and difficult emotion is to let it move like a wave, allow it to complete its movement and, eventually, to leave. If the movement gets held back, if it gets trapped and stagnates, or an inner turbulence stirs, the unexpressed emotion and grief can turn into physical illness, fatigue, depression, anxiety, or other displaced emotion.”

“The wave quality of light is the same as that of the electron. The wave determines the probable location of the photon of light when it is detected. The wave character of light is not vibrating stuff like a wave of water but rather a wavelike function encoding information about where you'll find the photon of light once it is detected. Until it reaches the detector plate, like the electron, it is seemingly passing through both slits simultaneously, making its mind up about its location only once it is observed [...]. It's this act of observation that is such a strange feature of quantum physics. Until I ask the detector to pick up where the electron is, the particle should be thought of as probabilistically distributed over space, with a probability described by a mathematical function that has wavelike characteristics. The effect of the two slits on this mathematical wave function alters it in such a way that the electron is forbidden from being located at some points on the detector plate. But when the particle is observed, the die is cast, probabilities disappear, and the particle must decide on a location.”

“Dark Energy is poorly understood and it is clear that we are currently moving into exploring the complete electromagnetic spectrum that also includes the study of atmospheric pressure waves, atmospheric voltage effects on the cellular system, and the biological effects of the various forms of atmospheric radiation transmission.”

“Time is a wave or a black hole could not bend it; humanity rides the crest of an infinite number of waves that are perceived as linear in their limited frame of reference.”