"... Brethren..." he wrote to you
"... a message..." he said
and what he said is true
"... my best, my dearest..."
for this Nobel cause
I will confess that
"... by design
the future will be mine..."
He penned a message
for all to see
and the rhyme he created
he tethered to me...
As we ate on the 33rd floor
his eyes shifted
as the feather lifted
and I knew once more
that this
would be a chorus
for the eYes, yes
"... Horus..." he signed
and then his feet shuffled
as he walked ...
onto my side
" two rooms "
by design.
Thoth is along for the ride...
" good thoughts "
and good vibes
“Let the future tell the truth, and evaluate each one according to his work and accomplishments. The present is theirs; the future, for which I have really worked, is mine”
―
Tesla was asked by the American Red Cross to predict man’s greatest possible achievement over the next century. This letter is his reply, dated Christmas 1900.
To the American Red Cross
New York City.
The retrospect is glorious, the prospect is inspiring: Much might be said of both. But one idea dominates my mind. This — my best, my dearest — is for your noble cause.
I have observed electrical actions, which have appeared inexplicable. Faint and uncertain though they were, they have given me a deep conviction and foreknowledge, that ere long all human beings on this globe, as one, will turn their eyes to the firmament above, with feelings of love and reverence, thrilled by the glad news: “Brethren! We have a message from another world, unknown and remote. It reads: one… two… three…”
Christmas 1900
Nikola Tesla
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