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04 Sept 2020

[categories photo, photography, nature, garden, poetryfromthelab, poetry, creative writing, flower, science]

Proteins at their best: crystals!

Getting bored on a Sunday night, I have decided to get lost into the world of protein crystals. Insulin is used as a crystal and they are even studied as functional materials nowadays.

To read more about them click HERE.

I want more

This is about my fault.
Yes, it is my fault it never enough
And your style could always be better.
I hold women against higher standards
I want more
I want warm and wise
More than the daily ‘enough’.
I want Human and AI
In a soothing voice.
I want experience and freshness.
I want bravery and outspoken
I don’t want to be alone.

The queue of future pleasures

The taste of such a long day
Stays in the tongue
And lingers drops of success and envy.
Time moves to slowly at times
And dreams fall asleep in the queue
To get picked and pursued.
The queue is longer each day
The days each day faster to vanish.
Desire and self-development
Hold hands and walk by.

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photo of T-shirt saying in science we trust for science-lovers
T-shirt saying in science we trust for science-lovers

When truth is born

Her heart jumped with all its energy
And her brain took a deep breath
When the results assembled in the graph
And her idea became true.
A reality nobody had thought of.
Her mind generated truth.
Her hands rushed to wrote it down.
That night sheer could not sleep.

Role models are top models

Hard to see the future
Unless it walks in front of you.
The walls of imagination
Can be crashed only with questions
And examples.
Ambition and courage
Are fed by looking in a mirror
And by strangers showing you a path
Rocky, climbing, desolate
Or a possibility
Made of daily ‘why not’.

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