April 2nd 2013
The Master wasn’t teaching,
But the student was learning,
I was the observer I am told,
My confusion increased multifold.
There were patterns of organic energy,
Of quantum theory, particle physics, and relativity,
They danced in unison is the thought I hold,
But why is there no particular form for it to mould.
The Master walked in circles of four,
The student concentrated more than before,
It seemed like there wasn’t anything,
But he went straight to the core.
Knowledge is passé,
Imagination keeps the flow,
Can I influence my reality?
Or create it based on my ability ?
The master took a deep breath,
the student completes her quest,
The words stuck without any glue,
Reality is what we take to be true.
A little bit of saliva is all we need,
To know the risk that we carry in our genes,
of predisposition to a disease,
or drug response if you please,
your traits aren’t easy to hide,
Within your DNA they reside.
All this you will find,
without reading your mind,
mutations are what we look,
scientific tools are what we took,
A scientific report you shall get,
personalized for you with updates you will be all set,
Genomepatri™ is thy name,
managing risk is the real game,
next steps we shall recommend,
armed with knowledge you shall be my friend,
With a compass for your health,
It may be an oracle for your wealth.