Young man, life still a wishful dream;
The scourge of age not yet gleaned.
Hope for a tomorrow, a glinting eye;
Not yet reddened by futility’s cry.
Indestructible, energy vibrant; strong;
Seeking out a path, where to belong.
Mentored by father’s failures gain;
Open to every chance, naïve to the pain.
Hindsight; not yet a discernible word;
Experience to foster, challenges to disturb.
Promise of gains, a goal for the taking;
Lest life’s passage becomes; memories making.
Standing still the earth revolving under my feet, trodden in search of purpose, exploration to the end that is written to manifest but, will realization to Reason sought succumb, unlocked from the vault of unseen limits, that sleep of Mind will forever be, derived?
Invention of Objective Reality: the derivative product of synchronistic, synergistic confluence of uniquely definable energies to objectify perceived reality manifestation for human biological senses’ appreciation of its presence in space and time
Step 1:
Cosmic consciousness filtered by Mind as Thought rendering equation of perception to potential reality’s form
Step 2:
Interpretation of conceptual reality defining elemental qualities, quantities construction
Step 3:
Transitioning conceptual reality to objective reality conformance
Step 4
Object of form contributing to human sensual perception of space and passage of time
Step 5:
Infinite repetition of Steps 1 – 4
Expunging the pain that rails the soul
Imposed by demons of theocracy’s creation
To spur into damnation wistful thoughts by free minds
Toward reward of flesh given to life senses
Composed of elemental consciousness
Born to all though realized by the few
The few strident in their challenge to refute
The shroud of restriction divinity imposes
To let flow the fluids of body’s purpose
That by its doing is to revere its creator’s creation
Traversing the next threshold of time-phase passage
Lives of untold many stand to be impacted
Human talents once sought and justly rewarded
Find their advances suddenly thwarted
Marvels of invented advances decompose as dump-site fodder
Fading into obliviousness of civilized history’s record blotter
All that comes to live charts a reality, digestive cycle
First, the joy elation of emotion to a new arrival
Exuberance expressed over its achievement gains
Then, complacency, its presence a struggle for survival
As its reason of purpose increasingly wanes
Thereafter, forever lost, forgotten, to remain.
Infinitely Unfolding Reality
The dream-presence state, creation of the unconscious mind, a reflection of consciousness’ experience; if regarded as a true reality of presence or experience of consciousness, it too is creator of yet another level of unconscious’ dream presence; a reflection of its consciousness’ experience to yet another dream presence; the process being repeated into infinite layers of consciousness’ reality. Hence the expression `as above, so below’ is given.
Walnut Trees
Binary Souls
Entombed to the Wood
Born to this world
To Know
To experience the tides of time
A living memeory
For all to see
To All, to know
Walnut Trees
Ominous yet, strikingly graceful, towering tall,
With wind-swept leaf laden branches too strong to fall;
Their thick, deeply channeled bark speaks to a timeless stand,
Defying death by disease growing mighty and grand.
Age-old witness to the passage of human history,
Intolerant to cycles of drought and winter misery;
Here only to serve their natural purpose; to purify Earth’s air,
Their lushful green grandeur of beauty; a gift to humanity to share.
As with all that is natural, an end time will one day come
When the boldness of their presence, no longer hides the Sun;
A sad day truly, for all whom have failed to witness, to see,
This wonder of nature’s doing, these centuries old, Walnut trees.
Exiting a life-period humorously referenced a `sobaticle’, to embark the next and definitely, last phase of a life journey; this reflection inspired the following:
Life Remaining
Riding the crest of happiness’ wave
Washed ashore from a sea of self-inflicted turbulence
Rendered to a promise land of bliss and reward
Buttressed by the strength of goodness to achieve.
Reclusive solitude transformed to energy gain
Yielding abundance to new resource expenditure
Toward dreams’ formative realization
Resilient to imposed limitations to confidence.
Surrounded and imbued by echoes to a past
Filtered remnants of experienced passage of time
Reflections of the best of life moments lived
To render reclamation of emotional elation.
What promise this remaining life will favor
Is given only to limitations of the Mind to achieve
For the binds of restriction are forever torn
Anchored in the truth this realization is believed.
Watching current, daily News reports on the flooding that has inundated parts of Alberta Canada, parts of Europe inspired the writing of the following poem:
Climate Changed?
The ferocity of the storm brewed
The sky stirring ever darker, we knew
The deluge of rain and ice pellets to fall
Will leave their mark of hardship for all
The minutes seem to pass like hours
Finally thunderous clouds let loose their showers
Each droplet falling to hit its target with a crushing thud
The ground saturated becoming wet beyond mud
The speeding winds’ howling sounded eerily of train whistles
Branches from fallen trees flying like guided missiles
The horrendous damage this vile weather will ultimately inflict
Once the storm finally over, a ruinous sight left to make one sick
Many voicing the claim severe climate-change is Man-made
Does little to remedy the loss of all that a Life has saved
What this growing global weather phaenomenon does enlist
Is for humanity to rethink its presence if on Earth, it wishes to exist
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