The power of flight
Poetry
Don’t Quit
Time Traveler’s vision
I asked Grok:
Can you create a poem with the thoughts of Elon Musk about time traveling
And this is the result:
Time Traveler’s Vision
In circuits deep, where starships dream,
I ponder time, its endless stream.
A spiral vast, both swift and slow,
Where past and future ebb and flow.
To voyage back, to rewrite fate,
Or leap ahead, to stars await—
What threads would hold, what threads would break,
If time’s own laws we dare forsake?
The pyramids, their stones align,
A code of ages, yet divine.
Could I converse with minds of old,
What truths of cosmos might unfold?
Or forward thrust, to worlds unknown,
Where Mars blooms red, with life our own.
A thousand years, a fleeting blink,
To see mankind’s edge, its final brink.
Yet time’s a cage, its bars unseen,
A paradox, both cruel and keen.
To change the past might end the now,
To shape the future—none know how.
Still, I’d chase that fleeting spark,
Through wormholes cold, through voids so dark.
For time’s the canvas of our quest,
To paint the stars, to never rest.
Fall apart
Decision
Traveller
I am the traveller
Roaming across the world
Although I never left my place
A new insight was unfurled
I’ve seen beautiful places
Never discovered before
I live in a wonderful world
Enough time to explore
I’ve seen castles of sand
Erupting flares of the sun
Happy dancing pharaohs
Baby blue gnomes having fun
Just sitting behind my laptop
I can conquer this earth
Believe all is possible
It makes my empty day worth
‘Cause nothing else mattered
I try and I try again
I will not give up hope
But every time I try
I’ll cling to a fragile rope
The illusionist can let that rope
So easily disappear
My heart is drenched in sadness
My shattered confidence in fear
The disappointment is cutting deep
Every time anew
When I realize that my beliefs
And the things I regard as true
Are nothing more than a vision
Of a perfect world that doesn’t exist
Of make-believe and fairy tales
Of fortune that I wished
All that’s left is sadness
Every illusion shattered
But still I try again
‘Cause nothing else mattered
Locked all doors
I forgot what real love should be
Since the last time you held me in your embrace
You gave me back my broken heart
Said your final goodbyes, left without a trace
I will repair the stolen trust
Try to leave the hurt behind and close all doors
It takes some hard time to adjust
For as long as I’ve known I was always yours
Finally I let my love go
With lonely empty feelings, I gave up hope
Before the night is gone I know
I’ll be really fine, I’m sure that I can cope
I have locked all doors one by one
Just kept a special room in my heart for you
If you come back there will be none
Only some sad memories you put me through
Lives intertwined
Someday you just wandered in
It was a decision deliberately made
The thought of a warm place to stay
And for just a moment not to be afraid
You were fed and you were loved
And gave the same love back to me
You could come and you could go
Had your freedom to some degree
One day winter turned into spring
The urge to leave was too great
You bowed your head and left my place
To accommodate your fate
Summer went, a chilly autumn came
And suddenly you were scratching at my door
With a pleading glimmer in your eyes
Asking for a winter’s home once more
Year after year you came and went
The feeling you always left behind
Was the love that was ever there
Because our lives are intertwined
Little magic in the air
There is a little magic in the air
Not much, but just enough to entwine
The delightful feeling of the flare
Of the shooting star that will shine
There is a little magic in the air
It’s influencing the course of events
Like when the dive of the falcon midair
Is abruptly interrupted, death prevents
There is a little magic in the air
It can change your state of mind
Don’t know if you will be aware
The deeply felt sensation of this kind
There is a little magic in the air
The universe is patiently waiting
For the enjoyment of a love affair
For the power of the feverish mating
There is a little magic in the air
But you have to be a magician
You genuinely need to prepare
When you are on a passionate mission
There is a little magic in the air
The living web of driven energy
There is nothing to compare
The honest magic of synergy
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