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The Humanion: London: England: United Kingdom: Year Gamma: Day 22:23: Saturday: Sunday: October 14-15: 2017: Cogito Ergo Sum: Descartes 















Life: You Are The Law The Flow The Glow: In Joys In Hurts You Are The Vine-Songs On The Light-Trellis


Poetry Is the Voice of Me in You and You in Me


















The VI London Poetry Festival 2017 Opens Today: October 14
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Poetry Is the Voice of Me in You and You in Me


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Medicine Modelling Study Could Help Prevent Future Ebola and Other Viral Haemorrhagic Fever Outbreaks

|| October 14: 2017: London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine News || ά. Future disease outbreaks in Africa could be prevented after a new mapping study published in The Lancet identified the pandemic potential in Africa prior to outbreaks and ways to prevent them. Co-authored by the London School of Hygiene and Tropical Medicine and led by the Institute for Health Metrics and Evaluation at the University of Washington, the study examined the potential for the widespread onset of four viral haemorrhagic fevers, Ebola, Crimean–Congo Haemorrhagic Fever, Lassa Fever, and Marburg Virus Disease, emanating from African countries.

The research team of international researchers examined the relative likelihood of the four viruses emerging and spreading at several key stages in a possible pandemic, charting and quantifying progress from the first human case through to a widespread epidemic. By mapping the greatest vulnerabilities for initial cases to escalate into epidemics, more precise preparedness activities can be implemented. Parts of Central African Republic, Chad, Somalia and South Sudan rank as highly vulnerable to any outbreak. Areas around the Congo River in Central Africa rank highest for local outbreak potential for Ebola and Marburg Virus Disease. Readmore

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Regardless of What Life Grants Us There is Always Poetry in It
The VI London Poetry Festival 2017 Opens Toady at the Notting Hill St John's Church: For October 14-15
Treasure: Claire Askew

Tonight, as I drive along a purple lane
under the swallow-tail of the evening,
I will think of you.  I can picture you -
your delicate skirts like the petals of a poppy,
stalk legs, black, with heels clicking -
your quick-step, on cobbles in a lamp-lit square.

In the cavernous chapel of my mind's eye,
I will watch you emerge, moth-like
in soft reams of white - watch as you waltz
between pews, take the arm of a man
I recognise.  I will think of your smile

behind a newspaper counter, the sound of silver
against the rings on your hand - I will think
of your pearls, like a cold, smoothed spine
across your neck, of your thumbs, turned black
with newsprint.  I am reminded

of your best teaset, the tall, slim coffeepot;
the Welsh dresser, full of porcelain horses
and silver spoons.  In my mind I will pass
the lake you loved, glimpse its shimmer between trees,
then speed away.  I will wander through

the rooms of your house, still heavy
with flower-scent and the breath of your cigarette -
finding your knitting and handkerchiefs,
the secret bottle of whisky, your stockings
and letters in the coffin of a drawer.

I will fold you away in crackling tissue,
carefully, with the yellow photographs
of soldiers you knew.  I will fold up your image,
to carry with me - white, brittle and dry,
like a word, a whisper, always on my tongue.

Poetry Is the Voice of Me in You and You in Me





Poetry is the speech that I do not get to make
And the love that I could not yet make with life
In the dreams that will yet have to unfold the secret landscapes yet to be seen
Poetry is more than the life I lived and less than
The life I yet aspire to arise out of what has and has not been
In the names of things poetry is the nameless nouns that yet to make the news
Poetry is beyond the definitions of defined space and time
Germinated seeds of my being unfurling the unfathomable
That I aspire to touch and magic sprinkle the whole spectrum 
Poetry is my love and loss combined without any profits
And where I go and where I be and where not and pine and cry
Poetry chronicles me in you and you in me in dream you may yet to touch
Poetry pronounces what I do not think or may not have thought of yet
I be and not be poetry is before middle and after of my joys sorrows and living
Poetry is my first kiss imagined lived remembered in a rainbow dance and music
Poetry is joy raining with fun yet embedded with corals of cool breeze of sorrows
Here it is where there is yet to come and there it is where here yet to be borne
Poetry is life imagined lived and unlived by life's reality's shell but touched as lived
Poetry is the voice of me in you and you in me where music rests in metaphors
Dreams dreamt in joys and sorrows where agonies' beats-bones wear colours' coat
Poetry tries to sing a dance that stares at fate more or less defy itself in living the life







































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Biomedicojurisprudence World Palliative Care Day: Better Options Than Euthanasia: There is Humanity and There is Dehumanisation: Once Dehumanised Humanity Ceases as Humanity and Becomes Nothing But Mechanistic Robotical Physiologies: Humanity Must Stand Up and Fight Dehumanisation to Keep Its Humanity Safe

|| October 14: 2017 || ά. On October 14, the World Hospice and Palliative Care Day will draw attention to the importance of providing good care for the terminally ill. In the lead up to this day, human right groups warn of a push towards acceptance of euthanasia and assisted suicide as solutions for those suffering. Several European countries are considering to legalise euthanasia or assisted suicide. 'The numbers in Belgium and the Netherlands show that where euthanasia is legalised, it soon develops into a normalised option to end one’s life, that goes far beyond the terminally ill. What must happen across the world is simply this: the medical profession in all its forms and expressions, must rise up and offer a lead in this. Where is medicine when the entire practice of it is 'forced' by 'laws', that have neither the 'neurology' of ration nor the 'cardiology' of ethics to stand on, laws, that have no business venturing into a territory, that is not only beyond its competence, but also, beyond its 'ill-equipped abilities' to be able to offer workable solutions? And politicians, must accept and learn to simply stay away from legislating in this manner. For neither law nor politics has this competence to legislate over how, when, in what form or manner a human being arrives onto existence and having lived it, leaves it simply because these very things are beyond the competence of 'that very human being' and, therefore, it is beyond the competence of any other human or by any body:agency created by humans. This is on this simple reason: in a representative democracy, individuals are represented by their representatives but no one can represent someone for the 'powers', that they do not have themselves or for the powers, that they did not offer to be represented, i,e, personal morality.

Therefore, when politics and law venture into these areas they are absolutely entering, trespassing, encroaching, infringing and violating the areas, where they have no business to venture into. So far, sadly and unfortunately, the medical profession across the world has not shown this leadership. This has remained, as always, in their 'any other business' part of the agenda. And, in many countries, such as, the United Kingdom, where the health services have been nationalised so that states pay for their running budgets and, because of this, these states are, more and more, using this 'false-logic-of-that-who-pays-dictates-morality', dictates the manner in which medicine is practised in their National Health Service settings and it is creeping into medical jurisprudence and the entire practice of medicine and impacting not just these areas but the entire humanity. The world medical communities and professions can not but fail to take these issues absolutely seriously and lead a world movement against these 'legal but dangerous and unacceptable intrusions' by the states, that not only burdens medicine, but also, then makes it a party to 'taking human lives' and those human lives, that have been 'condemned' by society because it simply has accepted absolute dehumanisation and will not offer the 'sanctuary' of care for the 'last mile' of a vulnerable human being so that they are made to feel their life has not worth and they must end it.

And this movement must aim to get the United Nations to update the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, that absolutely, categorically and unambiguously, declares, as it has done with a right to life, an absolute right not to be 'killed' in ways and manners, that are practised by 'euthanasia' and clearly sets out that no legislature, government or state has the 'power' or 'authority' or 'competence' to legislate in any way to take this human right away from anyone. Until we reach this point, the entire world's humanity faces this dangerous practice spreading far and wide, and soon, all those deemed 'unworthy' of existence or living, will routinely and readily be 'put to sleep'. Dear Reader, please, just repeat reading the last sentence and hear how brutal, how inhuman, how heartless, how cruel and how desperately dehumanised this sounds! Who would want to be doctors or other professionals in medicine in societies, where one spends a major part of one's life to qualify to be a practitioner of medicine only so that they can take part in, 'effectively' taking human lives or, bluntly and truthfully, put, 'killing other humans, who are 'forced' to 'request' such a 'killing' because their society has 'effectively' condemned them to death. And, having done so, taking part in that 'killing' and they go home and eat and sleep and go out with their children and family to 'enjoy' life without this giving them any 'trouble'! What would that make them? What would that make us, the wider humanity, that is outside the practice and professions of medicine: that makes us all absolutely, utterly, comprehensively and without a point of return, dehumanised machines. Readmore

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Let there be surging seas of weaving coral lights
Let there be flights of light-lifting choral songs
And sun-sure-rise of larks of sublime joys to seize
Let us meet and greet sit and read as all hearts
Blend in and mend on and mind our dreams
October 14-15: Sat-Sun: 19:00-23:00
Alexander Pushkin

I keep in mind that magic moment:
When you appeared before my eyes
Like ghost, like fleeting apparition,
Like genius of the purest grace.

In torturous hopeless melancholy,
In vanity and noisy fuss
I’ve always heard your tender voice
I saw your features in my dreams.

Years passed away, and blasts of tempests
Have scattered all my previous dreams,
And I forgot your tender voice,
And holy features of your face.

In wilderness, in gloomy capture
My lonely days were slowly drawn:
I had not faith, no inspiration,
No tears, no life, no tender love.

But time has come, my soul awakened,
And you again appeared to me
Like ghost, like fleeting apparition,
Like genius of the purest grace.

My heart again pulsates in rapture,
And everything arouse again:
My former faith, and inspiration,
And tears, and life, and tender love.

East to Nowhere: Briony Dennis


Take me into the earth.
Smelling the dark soil.
Breathing the dew-damp dark.
Will I have left samsara then?
Every sign representing another
and another and neither representing
a real thing.
Take me back.

I am me: Katherine Michaud

Of everything, a little stayed.
The world, vast and unexplored by my eyes,
never called my name.
The office, seemingly always open.
The groceries, seemingly always gone.
I am here.

Of everything, a little changed.
Universities, with all their pull,
still call my name.
Salisbury, suburban and friendly.
Baltimore, a strange city, full of strangers.
I always answer.

Fairies and Fireflies: Rachel Finn

Chariot-bearing heroes race the landscape
For this is make believe land
And you are my centre-piece

The world is essentially
A tableau of glitter
Of love and adventure, forever and ever
Where a feeling spans the universe
And you make my dream
I like to believe
I fall and I see

Castle Rabbits, Edinburgh: Aiko Harman

Down the slope of castle crag, a family of cottontails
duck into the close of fallen rock, a warren
of underground homes. At dawn, as the tourist buses
line the castle-side of Johnston Terrace, the rabbits rest.

Jackdaws caw and peck at the after-trail of hare.
Men in dark suits sit at benches, face the fortress
on lunch breaks, stare blankly at mobile phones,
the last pages of a book – have forgotten the castle,
the rabbits, in all their daily toxic repetition.

Sun and Moon: Holly New

What am I supposed to say?
Cover it up by moving you in the way,
Then replace you when I’m afraid
Didn’t you know, I’m not the same

Serve me and do to impress,
But I praise only to repress,
You remind me of a love that was lost
I’ve been turned to ice, whatever I touch is frost.

Turquoise: Sarah Wardle
A poetic statement: Gracia Iglesias

It consisted of wisely arranging the silence
the hours
sometimes as well
the night with its choir of beasts.
It consisted of not fearing starvation
and of learning the cold from broken birds
In order to unwrite ourselves in their feathers.

Able: Tomas Sanchez Santiago

Join the precise valour to initiate the day.
The formulae of sleep, with the first bells,
start burning; and you begin the morning’s
hard slopes, shining and restless
like summer honey left upon your shoulders.
Besides you, heavily fall names and numbers.
And the street noise: a cruel commodity
you cannot grasp today.

You follow with the sweet storm
of another name in your lips.
And you start coming
down the evening end, where walls with sun
from certain last streets that leave you sleepless
when looked straight are awaiting you.

Dedalus: Natalia Carbajosa

I’m still not ready for them.

I haven’t designed devices which caress their faces
further than a drop from the shore which would seek my lips
and burst at my ankles

further than the mosquito which I crush between my fingers
without further reason than the childish will
of human scale versus insect scale.

The Old Man: Sharon Harriott

Cars and busses, feet on wet pavement,
Swoosh, tap, pace, and rap.
And you, oblivious to time, you lament
At dark windows, docking your cap.
Dapper old man in your battered suit,
Aiming your lighter toward your fag,

Paradox: Isobel Dixon

There’s no telling what
will make the heart leap, frog-
like, landing with a soggy plop.
Love startles, makes a mockery
of us, and yet we lie awake
at night and croak and croak for it.

The Beauty in the Dark: Tony Fernandez

Last night I felt The Beauty in The Dark,
Warm whispers felt upon the mystery of a stream,
And in the stillness of the night,
I kissed the moon,
for lost children wonder upon the valleys of this earth.
Last night I swayed amongst the rivers of a life,
And through the thunders I found your smile,
But in the silence of your eyes you said goodnight,
And in the richness of your grasp I felt a cry.

Out of Interwoven Mess: Kerry-Fleur Schleifer

Shadows mingle
and create an interwoven mess.

'I am your lover.' he said,
caught by the half shadow, half light.

'Will you wax and wane upon
my motionless

Water Cycle: Helen Long

vapours of the voice
formation and reflection
understanding parcels crystallise

kaleidoscopic patterns
of milieu emerge
memories and faith its self repeats


Arterial: Philip Ruthen


The Cries of a Syrian Seeking Sanctuary: Dilu Naser

Far have I travelled to arrive here
Let me catch my breath in your Rose Garden.
Once- I- too- had had gardens;
Gardens landscaped: echoing columns of green date and olive trees.

In my gardens creepy-crawlies have now made themselves at home
In the pulsating greens it smells now of gun powders. From the stripped
Date-leaves blood-sucking bats hang out-without fear.
Littered with only the epitaphs of deaths are the zigzag mountain paths.
Let me sit a while in your Rose Garden.

I too have grown by the banks of the Baalaakaah River and in the rains
With grass beneath my head besides a woman’s warm embrace
My days were spent among flowers and trees
Soaking feet in crystal waterfalls.

Blood now wave in my rivers and falls and in that flowing sacred spring
Created by the kicking-baby-feet of Prophet Jacob;
Now everyday there float away
Skulls of babies and disfigured breasts of women
And mothers’ hearts.


















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Astronomy Astronomers Find Potential Solution Into How Planets are Formed

|| October 14: 2017: University of Exeter News || ά. A new study by an international team of scientists, led by Professor Stefan Kraus from the University of Exeter, has given a fascinating new insight into one of the most respected theories of how planets are formed. Young stars start out with a massive disk of gas and dust, that over time, astronomers think, either diffuses away or coalesces into planets and asteroids.

However, scientists are still searching for a complete understanding of how these early formations come together to form asteroid-sized objects. One reason has been that drag in the disk produced by surrounding gas makes the grains move inward toward the star, which can, in turn deplete the disk rapidly in a process, known as, 'radial drift'. In the new research, the research team uses high powered telescopes to target the star V1247 Orionis, a young, hot star, surrounded by a dynamic ring of gas and dust. Readmore

|| October 11: 2017 || ά. Time, because it is, always being and vanishing in space, in human terms, we call it, time changes or rather, time goes. Where does it go? There, where the eternal-silent-space holds its sieve, ever-so-patiently and ever-so-dutifully, so that the time-dust, falls through and joins the eternal-silence of space. Time is like the word: after all human usages, where does it go? There, where it has always been, in 'non-existence', inside the 'eternal-silence' of the 'dictionary'. But here, we are to report, not silence, but speech because, the Fourth Annual Philosophy and Religion in Africana Traditions Conference 2017, what has become, affectionately, known as, PRAT Conference, is almost here. October is a just a week-run up the hill and, a few more days and there it is: the Fourth PRAT Conference on October 27-28 in Emmaarner Rise or rather, good old New York.

When: Friday: October 27 at the Graduate Centre of the City University of New York: 365 Fifth Avenue New York, NY 10016, Rooms 9204:9205 and Saturday: October 28: Mayday Community Space: 176 St. Nicholas Avenue, Brooklyn, NY 11237: info at maydayspace.org. Topics for consideration are 01: Social Activism. What are the Main Terrains of struggle: What are the Strategies People are Putting Into Place: What are the Programmes Being Developed, For Instance, 'The Vision for Black Lives 'Movement'; 02: Culture and Politic. Speakers Will Address the Inter-Relationships Between Art and Politics and How Cultural Issues From Art, Films, Novels are Related to Liberation Struggles. How Art and Films Depict the Struggle: How They Contribute to It: What are the Main Themes? Readmore



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This Photonarine Pilgrimage

A dot adding to itself one to another one two three advances a line
It cannot but go seeking to reach back to itself yet spherically being
The march of a dot and thus this photon is anti of what it seeks to
Illumine this Duantum Darkness it seems to go seeking end's scope

Never stopping like the line it will reach back to itself completing its
Light-sol-sojourn of the Duantum Darkness hypothetically a photon
Is all it takes to illumine the entire Universe except you need all times
For a photon to complete its photonarine run to come back to itself 

Yet this photon-sojourn is the pilgrimage of the light in this holy-field
Of this Universe where there is no temple but laws where one begins
And ends both being the same: the determination to go on being light

Being light is life's pilgrimage in this Universe this photonarine run
In ink-dark our photons are true and in tune with the Duantum and
We write our pilgrimage on white paper still seeking being the light




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The Eye: Charlotte Epstein








The Eyeonium

And The Eye once opened and saw there was the light
That formed a print as if a light-tree had sprung over it
And The Eye wore that light-tree as a a sudden moon
That it had not yet seen but wore it ee shone it singing

Then The Eye saw that it could see other eyes looking at
It all tear-written and joy-strung and awe-sung they all
Looked and The Eye said such a beautiful thing to see in
The Light the Joy the Sorrow the Pearl in tears sparkling

And The Eye saw and loved the light ee the luminous that
It makes true and The Eye heard the silence as a tongue
Ee sung it as the earth has forever done to the silent moon

Being loving singing shining seeing ee reaching The Eye
Sees and loves and sings and keeps shining in light yet
In the dark The Eye an Aria-Universe a-bloom a silence

The Faerie Queene: Edmund Spenser

Combination of Antimalarial Drug with Light Sensitive Molecules Shows Promise for the Treatment of Cancer

|| October 08: 2017: National University of Singapore News || ά. Artemisinin-ALA co-treatment could kill cancer cells and suppress tumour growth with fewer side effects. Artemisinin, a potent anti-malarial drug, has been widely hailed as a promising alternative cancer treatment. Scientists from the National University of Singapore recently showed that its anti-cancer properties could be enhanced by 10 folds when used in combination with Aminolaevulinic acid:ALA, a photosensitiser or a drug which, upon exposure to light, leads to generation of free radicals that can kill cells. ALA is used in photodynamic therapy, in combination with a special light source, to treat various types of cancer, including, skin and prostate cancer.

A research team, led by Dr Lin Qingsong from the Department of Biological Sciences at the NUS Faculty of Science, together with Dr Wang Jigang and Professor Shen Han-Ming from the Department of Physiology at NUS Yong Loo Lin School of Medicine, recently discovered that a combination of artemisinin and ALA could kill colorectal cancer cells and suppress tumour growth more effectively than administering artemisinin alone. “Artemisinin and ALA are both existing drugs that are well tolerated by the human body. As such, this promising cancer treatment could have fewer side effects.” explained Dr Wang. The findings of the study were published in the scientific journal ACS Central Science in July 2017 as the cover story. Readmore





Monitoring Microbes Keeps Mars Missions Healthy

|| October 05: 2017: University of Edinburgh News || ά. A simulated Mars flight has given scientists valuable insights into the likely risks from bacteria on spacecraft. An experiment, in which astronauts remained in a confined simulator for a year and a half, has showed the need to carefully monitor the changes in the numbers and varieties of microorganisms, such as, bacteria, during lengthy missions.

Checking how such species adapt to the confined conditions on board spacecraft could help ensure a safe environment for astronauts on long missions to Mars. According to researcher, regular sampling of surfaces and analysis of the types of bacteria present could help prevent the spread of resistant or harmful bugs and encourage a healthy mix of microbes. The results of the study, involving Edinburgh scientists, will inform estimates of risk to such flights and aid the design of missions. Readmore






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A Candidate Genetic Factor for the Effects of Prenatal Alcohol Exposure Has Been Identified

|| October 14: 2017: University of Helsinki News: Päivi Lehtinen Writing || ά. Researchers at the University of Helsinki have found a genetic variation, which associates with the damage caused by maternal alcohol consumption. This genetic variation clarifies the role of genetic factors in the alcohol-induced developmental disorders and could be useful in future diagnostics. The effects of prenatal alcohol exposure:PAE on placental genes involved in growth and on the size of affected newborns were explored in the study performed at the University of Helsinki and Helsinki University Hospital in Finland.

The researchers observed that alcohol altered epigenetic marks on the placenta, and also, the head size of newborn, depending on the genetic variation inherited from the parents. Epigenetic marks are molecules, which bind to DNA sequence. They regulate the activity of genes, and thus, production of proteins in the cells. The research material was 39 alcohol-exposed and 100 control placentas. They were collected from mothers, who gave birth in the Helsinki University Hospital and had given approval for their participation in the study. It is already known that in addition to neuronal disorders and birth defects, alcohol causes retarded growth. Readmore

Poets' Letter
October The Poetry Month






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Prometheus Unbound : P. B. Shelley

Monarch of Gods and Daemons, and spirits
But One, who throng those bright and rolling worlds
Which Thou and I alone of living things
Behold with sleepless eyes! regard this Earth
Made multitudinous with thy slaves, whom thou
Requitest for knee-worship, prayer, and praise,
And toil, and hecatombs of broken hearts,
With fear and self-contempt and barren hope.
Whilst me, who am thy foe, eyeless in hate,
Hast thou made reign and triumph, to thy scorn,
O'er mine own misery and thy vain revenge.
Three thousand years of sleep-unsheltered hours,
And moments of aye divided by keen pangs
Till they seemed years, torture and solitude,
Scorn and despair, - these are mine empire:-
More glorious far than that which thou surveyest
From thine unenvied throne, O Mighty God!
Almighty, had I deigned to share that same
Of thine ill tyranny, and hung not here
Nailed to this wall of eagle-baffling mountain,
Black, wintry, dead, unmeasured; without herb,
Insect, or beast, or shape or sound of life.
As me! alas! pain, pain ever, for ever!

No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
I ask the Earth, have not the mountains felt?
I ask Heaven, the all-beholding Sun,
Has it not seen? The Sea, in storm or calm,
Heaven's ever-changing Shadow, spread below,
Has its deaf waves not heard my agony?
Ah me! alas, pain, pain ever, for ever!


Emma Lazarus : The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Emily Dickinson

The Brain- is wider than the Sky-
For--- put them side by side--
The one the other will contain
With ease---- and You---- beside---

The Brain is deeper than the Sea----
For---hold them---Blue to Blue---
The one the other will absorb----
As Sponges----Buckets---- do---

The Brain is just the weight of God---
For-Heft them---Pound for Pound---
And they will differ---if they do----
As Syllable from Sound----


Paradise Lost : John Milton


Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit
Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste
Brought death into the world, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater man
Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,
Sing, heavenly Muse, that, on the secret
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That shepherd who first taught the chosen seed
In the beginning how the heavens and earth
Rose out of chaos: or, if Zion hill
Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flowed
Fast by the oracle of God, I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventurous song,
That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above the Aonian mount, while it pursues
Things unattempted yet in prose or rhyme.
And chiefly, thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer
Before all temples the upright heart and pure,
Instruct me, for thou know'st; thou from the first
Wast present, and, with mighty wings outspread
Dove-like sat'st brooding on the vast abyss,
And mad'st it pegnant: what in me is dark
Illumine, what is low raise and support:
That, to the height of this great argument,
I may assert eternal providence,
And justify the ways of God to men.



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The Suomen Genomic Palaeo-Anthropology

|| October 14: 2017: University of Helsinki News: Mari Kaunisto Writing || ά. A recent study has grouped Finns into genetic categories with unprecedented precision. These genetic categories are strikingly similar to Finnish dialect areas. In addition, the study corroborates the previously reported genetic division into eastern and western Finland and indicates that this division runs along the border established by the Treaty of Nöteborg in 1323. The international research group, led by University of Helsinki researchers, has produced more detailed information about the genetic variation within Finland than has been previously available.

The results were published in the G3: Genes, Genomes, Genetics journal. The researchers have, also, opened a website for the project, where anyone can access the results using interactive maps. The study used modern methods from genome research and statistics, grouping more than 1,000 DNA samples from all over Finland into genetically similar groups, gradually, increasing the specificity. This grouping employed existing information on more than 230,000 genetic markers. While this is not the first study on genetic variation in Finland, the rapid development of genetic and statistical methods has now enabled, significantly, more precise analyses. Readmore









Scientists Develop New Patch Which Could Improve Healing and Reduce Scarring

|| October 08: 2017: Nanyang Technological University News || ά. Scientists from Nanyang Technological University, Singapore have developed a new gel patch prototype, that could speed up the healing of a skin wound while minimising the formation of scars. The research team unveiled the patch as a proof of concept. When fully developed, this healing patch could be a boon for diabetic patients, who suffer from hard to heal skin lesions and for patients undergoing surgery. The new patch is unlike other single-purpose patches in the market, which either reduce the scarring or improve healing, but not both.

The NTU research team, led jointly by Associate Professor Andrew Tan and Assistant Professor Cleo Choong, recently published their findings in Scientific Reports. In the published paper, the researchers found that a protein, known as, Angiopoietin-like 4: ANGPTL4 reduces inflammation in the early phase of wound healing in mice models. Later, it helps in the formation of new blood vessels and cell growth and at the final phase, reduces scarring. The research team developed their patch enriched with ANGPTL4 to control the amount of scarring. NTU already has a patent on the use of Angiopoietin-like 4 in wound healing, which can be licensed to pharmaceutical companies. Readmore


















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