hello lovely poetess who says we may be clumsy in the flesh but soul ballerinas 💕 pirouetting through the universe….

Thank you dear. Hugs.

One day, perchance, you’ll meet your sophophile 🌼

This is the ever long conundrum between faith and science. One wants to look at the code and prays to the one who created it. The other looks at the code to find a way to break it. Neither of the two just looks at the code in itself and appreciates its beauty.

hello dearest Green I don’t know what to say I often find myself not looking for the code but knowing they are there I struggle not to be triggered by them because all hell breaks lose when I do… this is great it stirs something in me 💕

I confess, I would want to crack the code. But I definitely appreciate the incredible mind it took to create it. I certainly couldn’t.

This is so cool .. a proper little gem & muchly enjoyed .. Neville

Tremendous work.

Excellent poem. Indeed scientific coding has a beauty that many don’t see. Loved this.

John

Your mind has stepped up to questions of why or why not by combining liberty, beauty and logic in what is Your very own. I think! Is similar to an artist dabbing colours on a needed canvas but – obeying the need to experiment. Have you read Simon Singh’s book about codes?

That is a thought. this is a good stream of conscious.

hello beautiful Green this makes me think of wondering where parts of me go when they do beautiful thought provoking write 💕

hello green I have trouble listening I struggle with internal silence great write 💕

Sometimes nobody listens to eachother
Even during years of conversation.
This poem makes you think.
Regards James

Powerful work.

I certainly know that scene, and feel much as you do about it. I’m mostly a quiet type who doesn’t talk a lot, so when I do open my mouth, I want to be heard. What I want and what happens are often not the same, however. Communication should be a two-way street. Your few words are an important statement.