No Limits

The limits of a repetitive and recurrent nature
Are confronted with the infinity of the molecules
Orchestrating a bigger design
As crowded modern cities
Fit in single statistical values.
Find your scale, find your limits,
Start pushing.

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Pink walls

Walls of concrete,
I despise you totally.
You are the grey background to my efforts and sweat in the lab
That kills the poetry of science and the excitement of discoveries.
I dream of you in pink
To fought the testosterone in the air
And in the organization.
Posters are my tool
To put a smile on this massive production of results.