No government has the right to decide on the truth of scientific principles, nor to prescribe in any way the character of the questions investigated… Instead it has a duty to its citizens to maintain the freedom, to let those citizens contribute to the further adventure and the development of the human race.
There is this song that’s just out of reach of my mind - For all of its chroma and coral and half-submerged temples, my imagination can’t yet hear this lilting, weeping rhyme, this joyous call from out of time, and it’s driving me insane.
Oh, it’s tough to have an idle brain!
But that is plagiarism.
And once again I hear the playing, the brass keystrokes and red-thread fiddling
And I can’t help but tap my toes to tune.
I need to lock myself in room, and open all the doors I find.
I need to find a way to sharpen purpose and expand the mind.
I did not mean to start this rhyme, but like a whirlwind, here we go,
So off I shall to amber-soakend streets.
I’ll cock my head to rain befalling, listen to fey summersaulting,
Wonder, as a bird of prey: What is there to learn today?
Walking shall I go.
Through rain, thunder, fog, and snow:
A’wandering I shall go.
I literally just screamed out loud.
So, the poem is fucking incredible of course (props to Amanda for introducing it to me), but this is seriously one of the best comics I’ve ever read. It is illustrated gorgeously, and the incorporation of the text is inspired to say the least. Read this, read this, read this.