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john martone
molecular lament copyright 2012 john martone samuddo / ocean ISBN 978-1-300-16418-0
for j.r.
Where did they come from? (Silence.)
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a drought lettuce & coriander rowing hemoglobin a note see (moebius strip) juke & kallikak teasel july 23 a skin sow-thistle a chair from olean larynx molecule maglia SNPs plant-lice
[A]ll these types of expression are subtly rooted in wrong view --Ajahn Passano &Ajahn Amaro
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someone walking back & forth fire flies here & there
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hemoglobin
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atammayata
The Blessed One has spoken of nonidentification (non-fabrication) [atammayata] even with regard to the attainment of the first jhana; for however they conceive it, the fact is ever other than that. So, making non-identification their focal point, they neither exalt themselves for that attainment of the first jhana nor do they disparage others. -- Ajahan Pasanno & Ajahn Amaro
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Rhodospirillum centenum entire cell colonies move in unison toward the light
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halophile endo spore in a salt crystal two hundred fif ty million years & you complain about the wait
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(he contemplates the way of science) pick something small that is yr life
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a note
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(moebius strip)
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juke & kallikaks shovel & hoe left out all night
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teasel
Dispsacus laciniatus
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teazle for warts & wens its juice in ears kills worms in them
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(glaucoma)
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plums on the table she nods in her chair such dark clouds
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theyve torn down that island school & you still come to it
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a skin
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sow-thistle
Sonchus asper
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same thing over & over well thats what bird song is
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larynx
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never seen saves your life every time you swallow epi glottis
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wordless -larynx
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threadbare
for Cecilia Vicua
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get ting too big for your brit ches that mo le cule
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still lost in that tangle of inter state roads last nights dream a thread
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you pick that knot apart & then what? tie it again? study its length in sun namely nothing -or just the sun?
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SNPs
Pastoral
8 diopter lenses & 600 power still blind on the path endoplasmic reticulum winding smooth and rough, channels of cytosol, bells ringing, little cosmic lipid planet globes, golgi body petals fluttering down on mitochondrial islands, cristae and cisternae, palaces flying thru space, lotus ponds and jewel trees, rows of railings (the bilayer membrane) and seven rows of trees, molecules countless as Ganga sands O Shariputra! born in this land of bliss youll soon reach perfection.
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FoxP2 on chromosome 7 and grammar arises, awkward as your big toe. Dont think youre special -- birds too, all those extinct ones, shriek and sigh with it. A protein all you can ever say, ever come to, a little pleasure handed down, nucleus too big, a galumphing body, the way parent lets child feel so clever winning at checkers or anyone saying, you are not your genes.
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TTAGGG TTAGGG TTAGGG TTAGGG TTAGGG Telomere stub-ends losing copies whenever division arises TTAGGG TTAGGG TTAGGG -- its a Mahayana dharani putting everything in order, all thats to come, a mantram like the whole molecule but shorter TTAGGG TTAGGG -- and when those copies are gone
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Words and figures youre not so smart -swell-headed blebb. Any cells got it all figured out -- that death receptor right in the membrane clues a deathgene (TNFRSF6 on chromosome 10), when its time to turn capsase loose, darken chromatids, snip dna to thread-ends, trash the works. Any cell lays it all out in the code, but clumsy human heads take so long -Without the death-gene, hands wouldnt have fingers, couldnt do a thing. We sit all the while, pondering penserosos, or fly to Mars. And all a cell does is divide, going, going, gate, gate, paragate, parasamgate ...
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