All that’s good is knowledge and all that’s evil is ignorance.
Life feels like a Helation ring, real when it’s not unreal and unreal when its not.
Geodesy is the science that deals with the earths form, dimensions elasticity mass, gravitation, studying which I learnt a sum and here is what I thought
The earth is in free fall around the sun, while an artificial satellite moving beyond the atmosphere is in free fall around the earth while no thrust is being applied, a lunar probe traveling between the earth and the moon is in free fall: the same applies for a probe in a transfer orbit between the earth and another planet, while a vehicle is in free fall, an astronaut will have no apparent weight and will be experiencing zero gravity or weightlessness, to the mind what happens has someone sought?
Socrates lived a world in where the world he fought
The Quaran says seek the stars and of life you will be thought
What living means and what you mean to him.
Is that what we want to know or is that what we seek
Thinking I rise was lost in a chant of the crickets and the possum on trees beside the creek……..
Life feels like a Helation ring, real when it’s not unreal and unreal when its not.
Geodesy is the science that deals with the earths form, dimensions elasticity mass, gravitation, studying which I learnt a sum and here is what I thought
The earth is in free fall around the sun, while an artificial satellite moving beyond the atmosphere is in free fall around the earth while no thrust is being applied, a lunar probe traveling between the earth and the moon is in free fall: the same applies for a probe in a transfer orbit between the earth and another planet, while a vehicle is in free fall, an astronaut will have no apparent weight and will be experiencing zero gravity or weightlessness, to the mind what happens has someone sought?
Socrates lived a world in where the world he fought
The Quaran says seek the stars and of life you will be thought
What living means and what you mean to him.
Is that what we want to know or is that what we seek
Thinking I rise was lost in a chant of the crickets and the possum on trees beside the creek……..
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