1. Parthenogenesis

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2. Interphase // Meiosis

Prophase
The nucleolus disappears,
Mitotic spindle forms
Sisters joined by duplicated centromere
Metaphase
Stretching centrioles
Pushing to the center
Grasping for pairs of chromosomes

Anaphase
Digging in their claws
Spindle fibers pull
Genetic materials apart
Telophase
Separation of cells
Cytoplasm splits
Before the process begins again

Prophase
Crossing over meets an end
Homologous pairs exist in absence
Metaphase
Single columns form
Cell separation exiling the once coupled
Anaphase
Reach to the center once again
Separation on a smaller scale
Dividing chromatids
Telophase
Another nucleus forms
Splitting into four
Before new cells are born

Interphase
Cellular growth, fulfilling function
Interphase
Replication of genetic information

This life defined
By change and development
Deep inside

Division and duplication of cells
A constant occurrence in this shell

Necessary for reproduction
Variety created, fulfilling function
Necessary for reproduction
Variety created,
Totality completed

3. Extremophiles (B)

I am exposed to elements known
to, in excess, destroy and dethrone
Total envelopment of
the system, resistant suspended as stone

From mountain heights to oceans of ice
searing heat to arctic freeze, replacement of hydration is
essential to life and so I thrive
disordered proteins crystallize, converted cells now vitrified

Superimposed on top of my own
regenesis, a genetic restructuring not ever seen
before. I stand alone;
a monument to obstruent adaptation,
cryptobiotic response

From mountain heights to oceans of ice
searing heat to arctic freeze, replacement of hydration is
essential to life and so I thrive
disordered proteins crystallize, converted cells now vitrified

I survive
Immortality realized
I survive
Moving ever forward
To the precipice of time
Holding the key to eternal life

Dueling shadows of mystery gone
congruent solutions, set the stage
a glimpse of what's to come

Will we decide, be rid of this blight
fear of death, sorrow, disease... escape or face the weakening
our fading timeline to face genocide
A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi
repair our structure or die

I survive
Immortality realized
I survive
Moving ever forward
To the precipice of time
Holding the keys to eternal life

Encroaching our own hopelessness
We drift away toward...

I stare and burn my eyes out
fate calls do we answer or not
chance to learn from life smaller yet
more resilient than ours

I stare and burn my eyes out
fate calls do we answer or not
chance to learn from life smaller yet
more resilient than ours

Immortality realized
I survive
Moving ever forward
To the precipice of time
Holding the key to eternal life.
I survive
Immortality realized
I survive
Metamorphosis impedes on new horizons
Holding the key to eternal life.

4. The Secular Age

Disinformation scares us
Impropriety thickens and clouds the air
Arrogance presents itself
Unbidden and creating despair

Dogmatic achievements tearing
Myths and monuments apart at the seams
Under the veil of wonder and terror
Forcing the masses to make believe

No room for speculation
Those left behind beg for salvation

failure to grow
failure to swallow the truth of it all
to force the foyer open
and enter an age of gold
intrepid and measured steps
that prove to go in no direction at all
still water before the tempest
hubris before the fall

Information era
methods developed to cross compare
evidence presents itself
once hidden origins laying bare

Systemic beliefs that bound us
disintegrate after thousands of years
Free from the reins of wonder and terror
What once was concrete now vanishes into the air

No room for speculation
those left behind beg for salvation

patience to grow
patience to swallow the truth of it all
to force the foyer open
and enter an age of gold
intrepid and measured steps
that prove to go in all directions at once
still water absorbs the tempest
progress forgets the fall
To come so far in so little time
Is what once may have been called
Despicable

To come so far in so little time
In which now is called
A miracle

Where do we go?
Now that we've swallowed the truth of it all
and moved forward
We've forced the foyer open
and entered an age of gold
intrepid and measured steps
Have taken us in all directions at once
still water absorbed the tempest
Perseverance will conquer all

5. Exothermic Chemical Combustion

A spark emerges kindling the flame
Set by components: heat, fuel, and oxygen
Tearing through forests; infernal blaze
Scorching the soil, making room for life to start again

Nitrogen, Phosphorus, Magnesium
Calcium, Potassium, Sulfuric Amino Acids

Through this disaster
Enrich the world
Shedding the skin of the canopy, return to earth
The ashen rain
Falls to the world
Exothermic chemical combustion, let it burn

Natural pyre, arboreal funeral
And in the wake, lay massive graves
Supersurface catacombs of charcoal bones
An empty slate to set the stage for what's to come

Nitrogen, Phosphorus, Magnesium
Calcium, Potassium, Sulfuric Amino Acids

Through this disaster
Enrich the world
Shedding the skin of the canopy, return to earth
The ashen rain
Falls to the world
Exothermic chemical combustion, let it burn

Plant perception, fire-mediated serotinous seed dispersion
Alkalinity and acidity create eutrophic soil

Germination and flowering occur
Replacing with new life what was taken in disaster

Through this disaster
Enrich the world
Shedding the skin of the canopy, return to earth
The ashen rain
Fall to the World
Exothermic chemical combustion, let it burn

Let it burn.

6. Extremophiles (A)

Growing, years of reforming
Reshaping the ways
capable of responding to change

Flowing in between spaces
In which only few dare to venture
And fewer return

Slowly morphing
Into something more

To live they must learn to adapt
Entering stasis, replacing water with glass

Showing traces of traits
Remaining in places
Inhospitable and dangerous

Slowly morphing
Into something more

Swirling whirlpool of genes
Primordial stewing
Developing skills to survive the extreme

Stowing deep and away
Freezing or searing
Or ejected into the vacuum of space

Slowly morphing
Into something more

To live they must learn to adapt
Entering stasis, replacing water with glass

They will adapt

Thrown
Into the open
Shores
From where is born
Hope
For long surviving hosts

Swirling whirlpool of means
To ends out of reach
Developing will to overcome the extreme

7. Metaphobia

A disposition to turn blind eyes to atrocity
Juxtapositions of dissonance and apathy
Aging
Old ways are set aflame
Racing
Into a shallow grave

Placed in position to veer away from reality
Dismal, abyssal, and empty in this destiny
Deepening sleep that dreams for fear of waking into hell
And reaping seeds that never bloom in dry compacted soil

The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means to open...

The door that closes on fingers too weak to push and hold it
Ajar is the same that stands and separates the past
from the future to come

No use of wits, but pounding fists to render bloody, rotten pulp
Out of the hands that once commanded great respect from the folk
Who shape the lore, the stories dying to be told of people greater
Than the cowards of times that went before

The door stays closed

The channels open wherein fleets speed into newer worlds
To lay out fresh foundations of ideas to grow and build upon
Thought channels open, mastering emotion and control
Of impulse, seeking wisdom cultivates the means
to open the door

8. Tsunami And Submergence

Beneath the surface faults are stirring
and shifts occur
The body under pressure

The rise and fall
of ocean waters
Subducting or overriding plates
Create the wave

The rise and fall
of civilizations
They are bred in ignorance of placement
Drown in the wave

Tempestuous and turbulent
The currents rip apart the world
The body swells and saunters
It conquers.

The rise and fall
Of ocean waters
Subducting or overriding plates
Create the wave

The rise and fall
Of civilizations
They are bred in ignorance of placement
Drown in the wave

Wiping out everything around its surroundings
Wiping out everyone found under the thundering
Crash in a flash, whipped and lashed by wind and water
Slaughtered by what once nurtured, caught in submergence
Painted by the colors of the currents

Drowned and gone
Lost in the ocean
Drowned and gone
Lost and forgotten

9. Colors Of The Currents

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10. Stellar Tidal Disruption

Aimlessly traveling
compelled by nothing wandering star
nomadic habitation
rests down wind of devastation
Stretched and unraveling
dispelled by nothing into the dark
the absence of creation
death consuming gravitation

Compression, no retention
pieces fleet to new dimensions
this cosmic monument undone...
Sinking into the black
and empty, sucked into the depths
Disintegrate to the unknown

Brightening the surroundings
releasing energy
Violence and light resounding
an astral elegy

Stars torn asunder exploding into dust
and vicious winds, equivalent
to the power of a thousand suns
a roaming thunder, a newborn nebula
diminish and begin again
stellar tidal disruption

The void dismantling
expelling specks of wandering stars
disruptive malformation
on the cusp of mass mutation
A gaseous channeling
repelling light from near to afar
engulfing ruination
sudden solar decimation

Compression, no retention
pieces fleet to new dimensions
this cosmic monument undone
Sinking into the black...
Disintegrate to the unknown

Brightening the surroundings
releasing energy
Resounding astral elegy

Stars torn asunder exploding into dust
and vicious winds, equivalent
to the power of a thousand suns
a roaming thunder, a newborn nebula
diminish and begin again
stellar tidal disruption

Moved into the deepest unknown...
Warping through
removed pools of matter, splatter the universe.

Stars torn asunder exploding into dust
and vicious winds, equivalent
to the power of a thousand suns.
A roaming thunder, a newborn nebula...
Diminish and begin again
stellar tidal disruption.

11. Apoptosis

Mourning the loss
Of what we thought
we would become...
As we were once.

As history repeats itself
We find no solace, only hell on earth.
To peer upon our actions and reactions as a whole
As though expecting these circular motions
To produce a new and different outcome
Is by definition, truly insanity.
We must break away from comfort to be truly free.

Moulting the spirit
Exposing new and open minds
To challenge everything
And abandon compromise

Ecdysis of the stagnant
Methods creating binding ties
Shedding the skin of restricting
Progress in these turbid times

Never too late to embrace
Changes for good
To be what we want to see in the world
To leave our pride behind us
And advance
To sever ties with all we detest

When we relieve ourselves
Of accountability to stand against
The actions of others, we create room for monsters
To relish in acceptance
And stand at odds against us
In a world without consequences
Will we provide disservice in ourselves
And be left completely defenseless?

Moulting the spirit
Exposing new and open minds
To challenge everything
And abandon compromise

Ecdysis of the stagnant
Methods creating binding ties
Shedding the skin restricting
Progress in these turbid times

Never too late to embrace
Changes for good
To be what we want to see in the world
To leave our pride behind us
And advance
To sever ties with all that we detest

Be not the weakness adhering to reason
Disproven time and time again
Be not the weakness adhering to reason
Disproven over and over

All these new instruments of terror
A plague induced complacency
In the frightened, blind, and without teeth.
Amidst atrocities and horrors
Remain steadfast forever fighting back
Abandon faith and revery
For these things will not save you
In these divine and writhing strands
For these things will not save you
You must design with thine own hands.

Mourning the thought
of what we lost
We will live up
to what we become

Changes in our behaviour
age of darkness, erasure
and failure to stay aabove the rising flood
and breathe in the air that stings our lungs

Weak and wailing
Beneath a failing
Infrastructure
Of stolen cultures

Hands are tracing
And misshaping
A future fading
Unless something is done

What will we become?