

The Meteor ParadoxSuppose there is a distant planet inhabited only by three people. Each of these three people is perfectly rational. Each lives in a separate room, totally unconnected to the other two. They cannot communicate with each other. However, each knows that the other two live on the same planet, and each knows that the other two are also perfectly rational.The Meteor Paradox
One day all three people learn that a huge meteor is coming toward their planet. If it hits, it will destroy all life on the planet, including them. All three people want very much to preserve both their own lives and the lives of the other two.
The planet has a missile


Two-thirdsTwo-thirds Of a knight Sits unmoving under burnished steel; His sword, or someone’s, extends vertically From a nearby shadow, pitted brick-red, Similarly lifeless. There are others - Just as, on first sighting two leaves in the forest So too are there “others.” But the leaves, early fallen From a blood-red autumn, Are scarcely discernible through the surge of crows Ebbing and roiling, black on black on black In the lengthening twilight.Two-thirds
The vision dims halfway to reality. The prophet is yet new; Her eyes, still white with shock, Have n


Descending VectorsThe stars are falling - his first thought, upon The sight of snow, before today unseen; Descending vectors, fractal-point are drawn Across the vision-scope of the machine. The robot’s palm extends; his pixeled eyes Record, by frames, what metal cannot feel And neural nets unbidden analyze The sight of frozen water over steel. Behind him stands the conference hall, whose door Projects inviting warmth on salted stairs - And here, in laughing groups of two and four (And wrapped in coats of other mammals’ hairs) The first distinguished scientists arrive To argue over whDescending Vectors


AustromenockToo young to fear, though not yet brave We chanced the arbitrary wave And scorned alike both home and shore Disdaining legend’s wiser lore - That beast of idle sailors’ talk: Austromenock!Austromenock
The flashing night cascaded grim On heaven’s flowering diadem; We watched the sea uncoiling whip Resurgent bellows past our ship. Whose visage caused our craft to rock? Austromenock!
Omniscient eye! Serrated claw And barnacle-encrusted maw! Unnumbered arms - a panoply Of suckered limbs beneath the sea And thickened plates that interlock
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Critics will grumble. Of course they will. That's one of the functions of critics. As an artist it's your job to give them ulcers, and perhaps even something to get apoplectic about. -- Neil Gaiman
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Wishing you peace, love, and the boy-who-lived,
Padfoot
98% of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2% who hasn't, copy & paste this in your signature
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although my hands are shaking, i lie perfectly still... 'cause i'm determined to let myself sink down.
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"Laugh and the world laughs with you, weep and you weep alone." - Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Brian
P.S. I noticed you also use correct grammar in poetry and how you write.Forgive me of my very incorrect grammar,I'am a sadly uneducated fool.
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"A rational person will not expect the world to conform around their ideas. They understand that they must conform to the conventions of the rational world. Therefore, all the important breakthroughs are accomplished by irrational people."
--Kabuki
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