Einstein's telescope

International linear collider (ILC) through which millions of higgs boson particles will get generated.
The two subatomic particles with great speed will collide and reveal the evidence of the forms of new matter through which earth is made up of. Scientists are calling it Einstein's Telescope.

Using ILC dark matter will be founded out through which most of the mass of the mass of the universe is made up of but has never seen before.

Internet Floating BALLOONS

Project loon balloon by google will be providing internet facility to the remote areas shortly. People who are enable to access net due to no internet facility will be using it if this project and idea get approval from the government.

Their will be floating balloons in the sky of the territory which will be using radio waves and by that will be connected to the earth. Balloons will float from place to place and will replace each other by using a programming code.
A specific place can also be located to these balloons in the stratosphere. The winds blowing with the speed of 30kmph which is comparatively slow will help in the floating of the balloons.

If the government provides approval this scheme will be implementing soon .

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High Flight by Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

Romance by Edgar Allan Poe

Romance,
who loves to nod and sing
With drowsy head and folded wing
Among the green leaves as they shake
Far down within some shadowy lake,
To me a painted paroquet
have been—most familiar bird—
Taught me my alphabet to say,
To lisp my very earliest word
While in the wild wood I did lie,
A child—with a most knowing eye.

Of late, eternal condor years
So shake the very Heaven on high
With tumult as they thunder by,
I have no time for idle cares
Through gazing on the unquiet sky;
And when an hour with calmer wings
Its down upon my spirit flings,
That little time with lyre and rhyme
To while away—forbidden things—
My heart would feel to be a crime
Unless it trembled with the strings.