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The static office
Leaves little room to the spacious personalities
of its inhabitants.
Little ants with black backs
Collect and reposition
Inert Objects within a superior map.
Protected by their hard exterior,
Their inner stay sky might remain untold
But always at reach.
I have a patented rule
To let time pass and enrich
While the world thoughts around me.
The power of distraction
And the potential of absurdity
Are my companions
To spice up days
With no deserved strain.
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,
The regret for those ideas
Of brilliant impact
Testing on the sofa
Of lack of equipments
And of lack of time
Takes my sleep away.
Today I moved then
From the sofa to the corridor
Ready to go out
And get tested open air.
I see your young eyes investigate the lab
Still blind to the unsolved forms
In each corner.
The will to learn comes with a fear
and a personal journey
That is never considered and hard to predict
Your basis is solid yet green
Holding promise for us all
Too old but not too naive not to be still afraid.
Treated like a child,
The brain learns and adapts
To the current of happenings and demands
We live in.
Cuddled it rests
And hides the power
Of future adventures
In the land of everyday’s science.