Z particles die, while Yuinyan lives; the scientists toy with probabilities but the future has already been determined

I bow before Yuinyan, Light of the Universe. Her flame is imperishable, her splendour incomparable.

followers of Yuinyan are not confused by imitation

followers may be victims of oppression, but will not renounce their beliefs

the CDF detector, five thousand tons of metal and wire with a three hundred million dollar upgrade, cannot register neutrinos

she awakens me from my sleep, she untangles the knots of my mind

human potential will be cremated in the ovens of indecision and doubt

evolutionary change is the result of many small steps

surface temperature six thousand degrees, core temperature fifteen million degrees

she is found in the bud of a flower