Scipoem idea: now even our breaths have some use for ourselves.
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Scipoem idea: now even our breaths have some use for ourselves.
(via Desktop Turbine Runs On Carbon Dioxide And Could Power Up To 10,000 Homes | IFLScience)

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Found this online. Not sure who made it, but I think this is the general perspective scientists of different fields have towards each other.... and I guess #scipoets would be way way way left of those sociologists? Of which field are we an application?
How science makes the imaginable possible.
Missed it this time. I'll try to live long enough to see the next time.
Must read. This is a prime example of sci-prose, and something that I would hope to portray and spread through scipoetry.

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12.1.13 A Poem
Silicon nitride is not the same as sulfer iodonitride and sulfer with indium makes only indium sulfide.
Snow is white—but why?
A few days ago I learned what makes snow white, soft and crunchy instead of clear, tough and slippery, despite being just as water as ice.
 It’s actually the crystals, invisible to our eyes forgotten in random orientation. They are microscopic ice cubes intertwined into columns, needles and plates, reflecting, by the same law in physics, their unique waves from above, returning all, completely, the colors of the world, which combined, in our eyes, mark the purity and sense of space.
Every hydrogen has its place,
uniquely defined by its time and space.