A mi amada

A mi amada

Eres tan linda como el sol,

tan impresionante como el universo mismo.

Eres mi musa, eres mi inspiración,

eres de esas cosas que agradeces que pasen.

Estos meses juntos han sido maravillosos,

mis dedos sangran de tanto escribirte

Te quiero mucho Tesis

Más de Feynman

There are the rushing waves...

mountains of molecules,

each stupidly minding its own business...

trillions apart

...yet forming white surf in unison.

Ages on ages...

before any eyes could see...

year after year...

thunderously pounding the shore as now.

For whom, for what?

...on a dead planet

with no life to entertain.

Never at rest...

tortured by energy...

wasted prodigiously by the sun...

poured into space.

A mite makes the sea roar.

Deep in the sea,

all molecules repeat

the patterns of another

till complex new ones are formed.

They make others like themselves...

and a new dance starts.

Growing in size and complexity...

living things,

masses of atoms,

DNA, protein...

dancing a pattern ever more intricate.

Out of the cradle

onto dry land...

here it is standing...

atoms with consciousness

...matter with curiosity.

Stands at the sea...

wonders at wondering... I...

a universe of atoms...

an atom in the universe.

Richard Feynman, "The Value of Science," dirigido a la "National Academy of Sciences" (1955)

Para los poetas... un regalo de Feynman

Poets say science takes away from the beauty of the stars -- mere globs of gas atoms. Nothing is "mere". I too can see the stars on a desert night, and feel them. But do I see lesss or more? The vastness of the heavens stretches my imagination -- stuck on this carousel my little eye can catch one million year old light...What is the pattern, or the meaning, or the why? It does not do harm to the mystery to know a little about it. For far more marvelous is the truth than any artists of the past imagined! Why do the poets of the present not speak of it? What men are poets who can speak of Jupiter as if he were like a man, but if he is and immense spinning sphere of methane and ammonia must be silent?

-- R.P. Feynman 

¿Con qué intensidad amarán los físicos y matemáticos?

Recordando cierta pregunta estúpida, de cierto pseudopoeta... y en ausencia de algo que postear, sin querer evidenciar a mis amigos, os presento una "pequeña charla por facebook".