A voice expressing emotion in a musical way moves on. It's like the finale of the movie 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) - the world turns in on itself, as a universe unto itself, in the shape of one human being.
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Nine Billion Names Of God
Once nine billion names of God were known
the world would end, the monks declared.
When scientists transferred them from a stone
on which He’d written them, they then compared
these names to those of all the stars astronomers
had managed to discover, and thus found
a proof their names were all eponymous,
based on a God, who out of sight and sound,
left traces in the starry sky that He
exists, the Founder of the universe.
Once this was known, they could no longer see
the stars, which He extinguished with a curse,
because although He challenges us to know
His names, He does not want us to find out
precisely where the trees of knowledge grow,
because His universe is based on doubt.
Dennis Overbye (“A Boy’s Life, Guided by the Cosmic Wonder, ” NYT, March 25,2007) writes about the science fiction writer and space visionary, the co-creator with Stanley Kubrick of the classic 1968 movie “2001: A Space Odyssey”. Overbye, who was greatly influenced by Clarke’s writings which he describes as the ultimate reason why he ended up becoming an MIT graduate, reports that a supernova exploded in the constellation Boötes on the day of Clarke’s death:
It was the remains of a cataclysmic explosion, a gamma-ray burst, that must have torched a galaxy seven billion light-years away, around the curve of the cosmos, as Clarke might have put it. Nobody knows if there could have been somebody or something living there, when the universe was half its present age. When I heard about it I couldn’t help thinking about Clarke’s Jesuit and the star of Bethlehem. Whoever or whatever was there now belongs to the ages. Darkness has now reclaimed that spot in the sky.
Overbye also writes:
In his short story “The Nine Billion Names of God, ” published in 1953, Clarke wrote of a pair of computer programmers sent to a remote monastery in Tibet to help the monks there use a computer to compile a list of all the names of God. Once the list was complete, the monks believed, human and cosmic destiny would be fulfilled and the world would end. The programmers are fleeing the mountain, hoping to escape the monks’ wrath when the program finishes and the world is still there, when one of them looks up. “Overhead, without any fuss, the stars were going out.”
3/25/08
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Mistress Of All Time
(enlightened woman)
She dances on the seven seas
Dances on the ocean
Sunlight on her golden hair
Shapes of pure emotion
Her voice is heard like
Crystal words across the sky
She moves just like an angel
Shes the mistress of all time
Her sun pours down like liquid gold
To chase away the sorrows
Her clothes are like a million stars
Made of tears and rainbows
And all the while
Her senses smile into my life
She moves just like an angel
Shes a mistress of all time
Just like the restless
To a mission bell
I must run to her
Meet her everywhere
As her music fills the universe
She leaves the dancing visions
Of her image on the water
And precious stones upon the shore
From every distant corner
Like diamonds in the light
They shine beyond the stars
She moves just like an angel
Shes the mistress of all time
She dances on the seven seas
Dances on the ocean
Sunlight on her golden hair
Shapes of pure emotion
Her voice is heard like
Crystal words across the sky
She moves me like an angel
Shes the mistress of all time
She moves me like an angel
A voice of pure emotion
Her tears are like a rainbow
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Gymnast
That Gazelle of poise
And grace.
A Ballerina
Of time and space.
A silent movie
Of choreography.
Olympian sublime.
An acrobat with rhyme.
That twists and bends.
Then glides so free.
She
Moves like a symphony.
She grooves
With liquidity.
Flowing
To her finale.
Knowing
Just to keep her head.
Stops dead.
To crashing applause.
A pause,
As clouds unfold.
- Then Gold! .
poem by Kevin East
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If you take 2001: A Space Odyssey as an example of somebody who creates a new language in film by what he was able to accomplish with art direction, photography, lighting, etc., it is still a gold standard for science fiction.
quote by Matthew Modine
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In a Museum
I
Here's the mould of a musical bird long passed from light,
Which over the earth before man came was winging;
There's a contralto voice I heard last night,
That lodges with me still in its sweet singing.
II
Such a dream is Time that the coo of this ancient bird
Has perished not, but is blent, or will be blending
Mid visionless wilds of space with the voice that I heard,
In the full-fuged song of the universe unending.
poem by Thomas Hardy
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And the Child Draws a World
the teacher asks the child to draw
The world
& the universe
And the child with his Mongol pencil
put a dot
for a start on his clean white bondpaper
(& as his fingers are clumsy
His hands still shaky)
he makes a stretch of a crooked
line
Stretching
& occupying almost all the space of the paper
To make a
Crooked circle
His world
And for his universe
He draws five little stars
crude
A crescent moon A comet moving In a blank space
A space rocket
Is drawn
On the top page in propulsion
A crooked circle The lines hardly meet At a common point
For a world
A little blank space For the universe
And where is God there?
The teacher asks him
You gave no instruction, sir. The child answered.
But He is there, the Child thinks.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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God
you dont need a human figure
to be able to think
you dont need a human body
to be able to talk
the whole universe is not a human figure
and it is thinking and it is guiding
the whole universe whispering to us
things greater than any mouths
would ever utter.
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'God talks more like a human being than many people in this world'.
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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God has no role on you
Everything is on move.
Nothing is constant.
All are subject to change.
Nothing is intact.
‘Cause and effect’ acts.
Matter turns energy;
Energy turns matter.
Nothing is lost;
Nothing is gained.
One is made of the other.
One comes off the other.
You and I are pebbles,
Beset by counter forces,
In the flow of unending rivers.
How we shape is not in our hand.
Who is to blame?
Who is to be rewarded?
The Almighty has no role
On the stage for the actors’ roll
The might of the situation prevails.
02.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Twenty Zero One
2001 - where do I belong
I got my mind but I dont know where my head has gone
2001 - baby where you been
Its pornographic, internet, traffic on my screen
2001 - shes just a maniac
Its not for me but my baby really needs a crack
2001 - dont want the sex to stop
I took a pill now its killing me to keep it up
2001 - I know whats goin on
You wanna take my soul and change it for another one
2001 - those liquid crystal eyes, they really suit you honey
Let me get them in your size
2001 - by 2032 you can be me, and with a little luck
I can be you
2001 - let me bless you son
Help you believe with my semi-automatic gun
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Sailing in Sinbad's Uncharted Sea
Probing the stars and the cosmos
With science, poetry and art
We expand constantly further and farther,
Exploring the shores of the unplumbed.
We are space travelers
in an endless imaginary universe and
in many ways our journeys are not unlike
the fantastic voyages of Sinbad the Sailor
throughout the enchanted Seven Seas.
Sailing the stormy oceans
of the boundless unknown
we travel in brassy ships loaded
with the heavy cargoes of refined words,
elegant forms and amorphous ideas.
Yet even the most precise tool
in our arsenal, Mathematics,
turns to be a social construct:
An invented world.
After all, numbers don't grow on trees.
As it turns out, the correlation
between mathematics and nature
does not have a secure base.
The arithmetic anchor can not hold
the boat of the infinite.
Nevertheless, the human mind
is a fascinating macrocosm.
It mirrors the creative forces
of the physical world,
of which we are an integral part.
And so, in the final analysis,
Mathematics, science and art
are all invented worlds,
creative semiotic ventures.
We live in a metaphoric universe.
We perceive, envision, structure
and interpret reality by ways of symbols.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Emotion is not a weed
Emotion is the fountain of misery.
Emotion is the fountain of joy.
Can you throw the rose for its prickle?
Good and bad are kept away
When you are stoic and nonchalant.
Rocks then aren’t different.
Let the rain and the sun beat you.
Then you need not laugh and weep.
Instead, just chuckle and sulk.
Then you are not tossed high and dry.
Emotion, you grow it as a herb.
Then you fail to see it as a weed.
28.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A human being - what is a human being? Everything and nothing. Through the power of thought it can mirror everything it experiences. Through memory and knowledge it becomes a microcosm, carrying the world within itself. A mirror of things, a mirror of facts. Each human being becomes a little universe within the universe!
quote by Guy de Maupassant
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You know, and it really doesn't have a lot to do with the movie. That's the trick to doing a good musical is that, if you take that music number out, there's less to the movie there. You would miss it.
quote by Trey Parker
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A Vacuole....
haven't you taken a closer look
at the vacuole? it is owning a space for itself
and what you do not see is that
it is ingesting emptiness upon
its own open mouth
and just like you digesting everything
to tiny pieces
until everything gets so fluid
upon its own belly
the universe begins to take shape
and move
just like our own feelings of emptiness
we must learn this art of
ingestion
taking things and converting them
into fluids
until they take the shape of our faces
our future
and fears.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Conceptual Puppet World
tHE WORLD WE live in:
Time, space, shape, form, colours and energy of motion by machinery of life conditioned but what is the new concept or second insight contemplating on the perceptual reality which is really illusively actual.
Geopolitical awareness and geospychological reflections are mapping through the subtle moves in puppetry.
She was an Angel
It was written in the stars
That she would be something special
She was an Angel
A musical entrepeneur
Off the past, present and the future
Her voice was real
There was no need to mimic
Her romantic musical lyrics
She was an Angel
People were always curious
About this musical genius
Many used to climb the hills
And stand still
Just to hear her making love
To the strings of her guitar
She belted out songs
Some in a whisper
While the crowd will chant away
Delighted to hear her play
She was an Angel
A profilic writer
An Angelic diva
A musical master
feeling the air with pure emotion
Music was her entire life's devotion
She was an Angel
Her words were magical
Always casting on the crowd a spell
Taking them momentarily
out of their troubled hell
Yes it was written in stars
That she would be something special
She was beautiful
She was wonderful
She was an Angel
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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In A Space
In a space allocated to me by the human race
Inhabiting this area until I die this space is occupied
Im in a space leased by kind permission of the human race
Close up I am big but far away Im small and hardly here at all
cause in a space out in space
We disappear without a trace
Now Im out in inner space
And lookin at the people. standing face to face
And filling up the space
Men and women boys and girls
There are so many people in the world
Thinkin about the world
And all the people in it
And Im staring at the stars
And into the infinite
In a world within a world
On a planet thats
Driftin in a space
Seconds into minutes and minutes
Into hours and hours into days
And days into months and months into years
And years into decade tens into thousands
Thousands into millions, millions into billions
Billions into zillions and forever and forever
In a space allocated by the human race
Somewhere in outer space its far away and I like it that way
Now Im out in inner space
And lookin at the people, standing face to face
And filling up the space
Men and women boys and girls
There are so many people in the world
Thinkin about the world
And all the people in it
And Im staring at the stars
And into the infinite
In a world within a world
On a planet thats
Driftin in a space
In a space, in a space, in a space
Now Im out in inner space
And lookin at the people standing face to face
And filling up the space
On a planet thats
Driftin in a space
song performed by by Kinks
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A Couple Needs Space
Force the two of them, a couple of travellers,
To seek the ends of the universe,
In search of treasure that is appealing,
The very jewels most sparkling and bright like stars.
Conquer the living space and the living become dead.
You need the Universe and all it contains, all it maintains.
Living space is the rule of one's promenade.
One does think of two stars, the couple who revolve around-
Husband and Wife travel to the leagues of space,
And they do need space. All the Space.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The way to find out about our place in the universe is by examining the universe and by examining ourselves - without preconceptions, with as unbiased a mind as we can muster.
Carl Sagan in Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space
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Spellbound
Boy got paparazi, rich lead to slum
Let him think the grass is greener, it always is for someone
Pilgrims and penitents, saying its the end of the world
Let them wallow in their sorrow
I want to live like theres no tomorrow, with you girl
World turns (world turns)
Spins round (spins round)
Goes round and around and around and around
Im spellbound
All day (all day)
All night (all night)
Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, shake it down
Im spellbound
Sun probes and moon shots explore the universe
Outer space must be a great place
Yet were stranded here on earth
With tit for tat killers, junkie gurus
Let them wallow in their sorrow
I want to live like theres no tomorrow, just with you
(I want to live, just with you)
World turns (world turns)
Spins round (spins round)
Goes round and around and around and around
Im spellbound
All day (all day)
All night (all night)
Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, shake it down
Im spellbound (Im spellbound)
Spellbound
World turns (world turns)
Spins round (spins round)
Goes round and around and around and around
Im spellbound
All day (all day)
All night (all night)
Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down, shake it down
Im spellbound
When we gonna learn, when we gonna learn to turn
When we gonna learn to turn this world around
When we gonna learn, when we gonna learn to turn
When we gonna learn to turn this world around
(when we, when we gonna learn, show me, show me when)
When we gonna learn, when we gonna learn to turn
When we gonna learn to turn this world around
song performed by by Abc
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