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Art and Chemistry

The sporadic and chaotic beginning of chemical reactions is inclined to make a pattern out of destruction, instead of a random scattering of debris like one might suspect.  Out of this damage, a balanced and beautiful work of art is born.  Nature is inclined to form perfect circles, straight lines, diamond shapes, perfectly fitting hexagonal and pentagonal pieces, out of this world colors, that spin and dance in the joy of its own beauty.  The humble rain drop transforms into a symmetrical, intricate star shape that glitters in even a hit of light.  Weightless and carefree the snow flake wanders down to the earth, taking its time to float in the wind, play in the breeze, bragging about its beauty before it sinks and disappears into the ground.  The death of a star paints a picture full of color, movement, and energy casting an astounding sense of awe, wonder, amazement, and intrigue.  Each death is unique and beautiful, a supernova combination of intense color and 3D design bursting with some much imagination that is hard to believe that this was not the star’s intended purpose.

Nature finds a way to be inherently beautiful and balanced, creating robust colors and visually appealing motifs out of ordinary circumstances.  After a process that distorts, explodes, fizzes, sparks, or combust, it produces something that was greater than how it started out.

Grains of Sand from Ancient Supernova Found in Meteorites

Modern Love (un)Story

I have to tell you about this man that I met.  Seriously he is dreamy.  He’s perfect I swear.  He is tall, dark haired, cute enough to crush a teenage heart.  He is just the right size- large enough to make me feel secure, small enough to wrap my arms around so that I can hold on to him easily.  He’s the anchor to my floating spirit.  He’s a machine man and I am his fairy girl.

He has these soft brown eyes that sparkle with a deep intensity like peering down into the deepest part of the ocean.  Marianna’s Trench, his eyes have a deep magic to them, a charming flash that shows an enigmatic intelligence below.  There is nothing shallow about those eyes.  He has a killer smile, gravy style, a lightness to his personality that makes him seem carefree.  He is imaginative.  He has a streak of whimsical. He doesn’t take himself too seriously, but he is an overachiever.

He has a real job.  A good job.  He has a lot of friends, close family, and a good American life.  The chemistry between us is like Tesla’s flash.  It’s electric.  There is not any space between us and we just met.  I have never believed in love at first sight.  I have never experienced it.  Love comes with time and involvement.  But him.  Oh yes I feel it.  I know what people are talking about when they see someone and in that first instant they know that they are special.

I was not going to talk to him I swear.  I was there at the bar downtown to be alone and have a moment to myself.  I needed a cold brew to relax before heading home.  But that flash.  That glimpse.  That love at first sight.  One casual comment lead to hours of talking and connecting.  I got his name and number, and like every women in 2015 I immediately set to the internet to find out everything I can about Prince Charming.  What I found was completely and utterly shocking.  Not only is he was successful as he seemed to be, we happen to share a similar group of friends.  I am not fucking with you.  Seriously, he is friends with almost the entire group of people that I have very recently met.  Honestly have no idea how this is even possible.  Its a small, crazy, beautiful world that we live in.

I think about him and I look forward to seeing him, to hug him, to see that sparkle jump in his eye, to experience the magic in his smile.  I want to know how his day was, what he is going to have for dinner, if we can talk for hours again over a nightcap at the local bar where I found him.

Am I going to call him today?  Nope.  Tomorrow? Nope.  Ever? Nope.

Why not?

He’s not my type.