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07
Mar
21

NEED TO KNOW?


IS THIS THE ANSWER?

As we enter to what is essentially the last phase of our Chromosomal-telomere quota of flesh-blood existence [excluding prematurely succumbing to freaks of nature {full spectrum inclusion of non-human}& human intervention {accident or otherwise}] one might contemplate, more so maybe than otherwise, but contemplate past, present, and future [emphasis on the `future’ contemplation] rendering such thoughts as the following: WARNING: this is not as morbid as the illustration suggests

Withering and dying, this body slowly degenerating to its ultimate demise, to for-ever be lost to this world, that evidence of its presence to future generations knowing, be forever obliterated as to not have existed at all. If into Nothing our Being ultimately goes, for what reason does it exist in the first place? What Legacy proof be created to harvest a permanence of presence on this evolving, revolving planet Earth? Does the answer lie in the presence of the Cemetery wherein fields of granite, limestone, and other material of aging permanence serve as concrete evidence, witness proof to the Lives that once held prominence and footing on the hallow ground to this perceived existence? That only by Death’s relinquishing of the captured Soul, Life’s energy force fueling existence, does Truth to a Knowing, ultimately become solved. Or does the answer ultimately lie elsewhere; beyond this reality’s need for comprehension?

20
Feb
21

Finally Die


time

No matter how hard the cry,

To stop Time’s passing by,

It’s want to ever faster fly,

Leaving little reason to try

Resisting its end, to finally die.

20
Feb
21

Lucifer Deal?


Whom to believe is the appeal

To tell the truth, to what is real,

To go beyond just the emotional feel

There exists a conspiracy to conceal

Humanity’s meaning of purpose; a worthy steal,

Garnering a dominance of Power, beyond  any Lucifer deal?

Sentient presence growing increasing bemused:

Are their energies by Existence, being nefariously used?

Do unseen forces promote information to delude

In order to attain global power for control and abuse?

What are the chances to ever knowing a truth

When the evidence to it, would take a worthy sleuth?

Only passage of time will a reality outcome be known;

An historical accounting of what inflicted passage was sown.

Does the moral fiber of Humanity wither or be grown,

If those whose secret-agenda is increasing shown

To bridle a processive quality, not want to bemoan

Or, into the darkness of hardship be permanently thrown?

06
Feb
21

Coded Messages


BOARDING
BREATH TO GRASP
BRIGHTER DAWNS
CIVIL
CURE
DEBAUCHERY [ADULT CONTENT]
ESCAPE
ESSENTIAL SERVICE [ADULT CONTENT]
FORGOTTEN WISDOM CONTAINED
FUTURE LIFE
PROGRESS EVOLUTION TO BEYOND
SEED TO SALVATION
22
Jan
21

To Be Heard


As one who has spent many hours of his life infused with the need to express what is felt, seen, and heard; to acknowledge a young, inspiring Poet Amanda Gorman [https://youtu.be/FpR7iELvVrI]: to give poetry its place to affectively communicate in so many words, the hearts, minds, and consciousness of the many; gave inspiration to the following in tribute to her glorious achievement(s):

To Be Heard

To write a Poem, is not just words;

It is an individual’s feelings, felt to be heard.

To those whom encounter such a poem;

Know, its meaning is to find an emotional home.

Inspiration, often from the most innocuous place,

Can stimulate a composition of wisdom, hope and grace.

So, understanding that a Poem is more than just words;

Let its next encounter give cause for its meaning to be truly heard.

07
Jan
21

Conscious Minds’ Nod


Conscious presence of Mind,

Without which there is nothing to find;

Nor reason for purpose to define;

Nor form of structure to space in time.

Human Sentience is the perception tool

That allows for physic’s understanding to rule;

Otherwise, humanity becomes the ultimate fool

By believing: its domain is the ultimate jewel.

Does humanity’s presence make a Universe appear;

Or does all that it be – simply disappear,

Without perceptive eyes to see, ears to hear;

Or presence of conscious minds’ perception-sphere?

The answer to this quandary might be resolved

By going beyond Nature’s fundamental laws:

That all is known, guided by them, might be flawed

By their inception to a reality needing a conscious mind’s nod.

What do you think – yah, or nay?

06
Dec
20

The Year That Was…


Creeping stealth-fully through each month of the year,

Bringing with it a growing amount of fear,

The cold shadow of virus-illness’ darkness

Befall, bringing with it anxiety, and debilitating stress.

Compounding the problem to this insidious ill,

Is a global political divide making it worse, still.

Rancor on the Left, rancor rebuttal, from the Right;

Not the best during Pandemic, to sustain an intransigent fight.

Human-life, and Common-Treasure the servers to the toll;

A calamity, its egregious outcome is yet, to both, fully bestow.

Yet, to those to whom the power of decision for remedy to make

At times, for reasons unknown, seem willing to forsake.

Conspiracies to this reckoning flourish with suspicion to ill-inform;

Add to this a disputed, Presidential election to hyper this deadly storm.

Front-line workers: doctors, nurses, caregivers to the suffering infirmed;

Regardless, sacrifice to their fullest extent; need be more widely learned.

“An end is in sight – light at the end of the tunnel” echoed by the Media machine;

Labs, pharmaceutical producers feverishly work, to manufacture a viable vaccine;

And though the end of this disastrous 2020th Year, with all that to endure;

The future seems a little brighter, with hope 2021 will be a full remedy cure.

In the end, with Family & Friends, it’s now we’re most want for celebration;

And though all must respect the potential to spreading this contagion;

During the coming Christmas, and approaching New Year,

Limit your exposure to the love-ones you most want to holler and cheer!!

                        Merry Christmas & Happy New Year 2021

14
Nov
20

Poet’s Mask



Hidden behind the poet’s mask of nom de plume
Purpose being: the reader to assume,
The words written, are not to presume;
They are of the author’s suffering, loves, or doom
 
This device to severe any personal tie
To salacious nature of subject that might imply;
Guilt of connection, that might belie;
Merit of reason- the poem written, is meant to cry
 
A work of fiction then one could conclude:
Artificial circumstance, or meaning to extrude?
Not in the least: it is mere device,
Exercised to protect from guilt of vice.
14
Nov
20

Death Mask


the growing want, once and for all, to throw this sack of flesh covered bone into the eternal darkness of nothingness; having lost to trial of accomplishment, labelling this soul of presence to  energy expended as futile, and render this life expunged: with a final sardonic smile!

14
Nov
20

Cosmic Trail


With all the strength that is my mind

I reach down deep, within my soul;

Prodding in search to find

My purpose – my ultimate goal.

My brain all muddled, and confused;

Consumed in search of a truth

To answerer the question:

 What am I here to do?.

I know, with degree of certainty,

Countless others are of like mind;

Accepting life’s given challenges,

In hopes of this answer too, they will find.

Day in, day out – life-cycle continues;

Plodding along in mindless routine

Changing hats, and coats but, not the venue;

Driven forward by energy forces unseen.

Emanating from the minutest of Earth’s creatures;

Time’s life spirals outward, increasingly to an empirical scale;

Though we exhibit different living features,

Incrementally, we all follow the same cosmic trail.




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