I am the universe
Before I was, did my "I" exist?
Atoms danced in cosmic streams,
Born in stars, billions of years past,
Nuclei forged in supernova blasts.
In my parents’ cells, DNA entwined.
A code of life, billions of years refined.
Then, in my mother’s womb, I formed,
Cells dividing, channeling a form
No thought, what’s to come unknown,
A spark of life, a parasite with cords,
I ceased to be that embryonic core,
Born to this Earth, a womb yet bigger,
A world of senses, mind’s new light,
Neurons firing, 'I' getting charged
Each stage evolves—new faculties unfold.
From single cells to tales retold.
Here, too, I’ll fade, my atoms free,
Recycled through Earth’s chemistry.
To a greater womb? Will I know,
Perhaps the stars,whence It all began,
Energy derived from cosmic pool,
From Big Bang’s pulse to life’s last breath,
Forms transform, energy never dies.
Evolution Not just species, but life’s design,
Evolving through time’s endless line.
From unknown voids to known’s existence,
I am the universe, seeking its face.
If only angles could be calculated by degrees of truth,
Counted along perpendicularities measured by parallel reasons.
If only spheres were round,
Found amongst the globes hovering in the heavens we've named Space.
Circling nuclei like electrons to an atom, orbiting thoughtlessly around a point that never proved itself.
Heat and light suffice reason, it seems.
To be and hither thither, round about we go, whether poisoned entrails grow.
Math were to be the way to see,
Rather than moth to flame,
Until recently, it seems.
Counting pasts and futures has become futile, when the present takes both for granted.
If only we could count the circles round we've been,
If only we could swing in tune to frequent hymn,
If only we could see that out is what's within,
Then we'd learn of curve, sine and reason.
1-5-25______________1-25-25
125_________________525
21__________________105
3___________________15
1___________________5
0,0163%
of hydrogen
extracted from seawater
Deuterium when mixed
with tritium
under the influence
of extreme heat
and pressure
becomes a gaseous
hydrogen fuel
becomes a fusion plasma
generated in the Tomak
a tomak is an experiment
machine used to harness the
energy of fusion
charged participle of fusion
can be controlled
by magnetic coils
air and impurities are
evacuated from the vacuum
confinment and control of the
plasma are charged up
and the gaseous fuel is
introduced
powerful electrical currents
are run through
the vassal were gas breaks down
electrically
and then it becomes ironized
and electrons are stripped
from the nuclei
and forms a plasma
TO ACHEIVE FUSION THE
PLASMA IN THE TOMAK
MUST REACH
150,00,000 million
degrees!
Plasma particles become
energized and collide into one another
natural electromagnetic repulsion
om collision to fuse
the proposal for a
configuration of a magntic
fusion device.
1200 Packard Twelve
or a Ka de shi'erhao 1200
20 minutes!
Light of soul glows but our vision is diM
Ignite the flame of God’s bliss to be freE
Breaking free from fear, be not by thoughts toyeD
Empty heart of toxins, transcend ennuI
Raise vibration and exclaim, ‘I Am ThaT’
Align with love, rid of sin and stigmA
Tempests of chi that rise, do not resisT
Illumine aura, pierce heart’s nucleI
Obliterate cravings of the egO
Nameless and naked is light of the suN
She discovered why he smiles
so pleasantly towards her.
But she couldn't allow him to
think anything permanent or
futuristic. simply due to her lack of
not being anywhere attracted to him.
His freind told her to let him hear how
she cursed and smoke in front of
him: this would surely turn him off.
This would put any feelings towards
her to rest. Yet neither to inspire or
encourage him she did so.
His stomach soured towards her without
any regrets or furthering. In fact he began
avoiding her. Compare the dlow or
transference of: to either counter or clockwise.
The nuclei comes together
as the perfect absorber Her words the linear
line equal to. Musicality related verbs in genre.
The Flow. he walz the Flow.
The Quonset could be used. If Digging and Berming it
would be feasible and suitable for the task. The flat area
is unique enough for a house.
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" Bassa De Tremble"!
I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry
calls your name, feeling your
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos,
diffused magnetically, once
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled me from
this purgatory;
inversely immersing me in
your sphere of solace, and
blooming artistry,
lulling the vast polarities
splintering each layer of my veracity.
I dream poetry,
for your love drizzles
burgeoning constellations, amid
rosette sepals galvanizing my
orphic nuclei, with
every spark we sigh,
tethered to the infinite composition
of our unwavering love compellingly,
beyond heaven and earth,
devoted to you—
your fallen star; no longer silent, circling
nocturne arias entwining our destiny.
Flight by Terence Cummings-Smith,
I ride the path ballistic,
in a screaming, scorching arc.
From perigee in flaming hell
to apogee far beyond Arcturus.
Neutrons and tachyons spray,
from magnetic nozzles.
Through burning twisting vortex,
of syncopated space and time.
Reality compresses into pinpoint ultraviolet before,
Mote infrared behind.
My very thoughts lingering,
most far behind.
Time's march freezes,
rolls retrograde.
Nuclei dance, atomically chattering,
Quarks trance.
And I'm there.
Gods don’t hide, so where can they dwell
Yonder, out of sight, down the wishing well
In deep ridges of our brains, under fontanels
The search delves inward, to nuclei within cells
Gods don’t hide, they’re ethereally clear
Invisible to the eye, yet whisper in our ear
Can’t be sure, if that’s a conscience we hear
Inner voices are important, helps to calm fear
Gods don’t hide, remain loved and unseen
In a temple behind, the frankincense screen
On bloody battlefields, we pray they intervene
Fighting the good fight, with guns and figurines
No Gods don’t hide, but what would I know
An agnostic won’t help, ease your life’s woe’s
My deliverance may come, if randomness goes
I’m ignorant on the fence, observing voids grow
Life has many mysteries
mankind makes tough calls
This mind failing to penetrate
let alone crack omnipotent walls
By
David Kavanagh
I
All that we see, up and down, day and night
May feel "LIGHT" but 95 percent, out of sight,
Is "dark matter"** that shaped our universe
II
You may ask, "How does he know this, Bible man!"
Quasars shine so bright, appear as stars to a human
Quasar is: Active Galactic Nucleus/Nuclei, powered by Black Hole
III
In 1979, Q9057+561 betrayed what Einstein guessed: G. Lensing
Revealing a massive galaxy sits between our Milky Way and Q9057+561
All this says stars rotate at same speeds no matter where they are!
IV
In Genesis, the very second verse, revealed Dark Forces, forget the Atom!
"[E]arth was without form, and void, and darkness was upon the face of the Deep."
Coincidence? What we see is tiny compared to what forces there be
**Note: I ought to make Dark Matter about 25 percent of the Universe because the link with Dark Energy (70 percent) is not there! So together dark "Forces" are 95 percent of what there is in the Universe
Welcome to my palace
Founded upon naivete
Welcome To My Palace
I see things for what they are
Nuclei burst from my heart
Let it all fall
To rebuild better than before
An Ironic statement
The kind of words only mortals would say
Welcome to my palace
Scales through key notes
An infiltrated mote To smite
Burning the wench
A sacrament forelorn
Trample me down world so I may desire spectars in my despair
In hopes that I may feel
Black beetles and cock roaches
This morning, teacher said this week:
"We'll syntax Shakespeare used critique.
We'll cogitate and cursive write
And elements and odes recite.
We'll nuclei and despots learn.
To Babylon and Ur return.
We'll corollary facts deduce
And calculate hypotenuse."
At practice, coach explained his way
Of basketball our team will play:
With box-and-one and trapping press
And low post screens we'll have success.
Our give-and go will stretch the door
And back door cuts from picks should score.
Our weave will freeze their match-up zone,
And Kevin, put away your phone."
Then later in a chair I lay,
Prepared my dentist to obey.
"Extractions must ensue, my boy.
But nitrous oxide you'll enjoy.
Occlusions and abrasion wear
We'll mend with orthodontics care.
Of gingivitis, there's no sign,
And EMG's are looking fine."
Except for phone, I cannot say
I understood a word all day.
Longing
by Michael R. Burch
We stare out at the cold gray sea,
overcome
with such sudden and intense longing . . .
our eyes meet,
inviolate,
and we are not of this earth,
this strange, inert mass.
Before we crept
out of the shoals of the inchoate sea,
before we grew
the quaint appendages
and orifices of love . . .
before our jellylike nuclei,
struggling to be hearts,
leapt
at the sight of that first bright, oracular sun,
then watched it plummet,
the birth and death of our illumination . . .
before we wept . . .
before we knew . . .
before our unformed hearts grew numb,
once again,
in the depths of the sea’s indecipherable darkness . . .
When we were only
a swirling profusion of recombinant things
wafting loose silt from the sea’s soft floor,
writhing and sucking in convulsive beds
of mucousy foliage,
flowering,
flowering,
flowering . . .
what jolted us to life?
Keywords/Tags: life, evolution, love, desire, longing, passion, lust, sex, sexuality, relationship, chemistry, biology, hormones, appendages, orifices
I am spinning my radioactive waves today.
Alpha beta gamma
There they go!
Beta gamma alpha
Even faster.
Gamma alpha beta
Man can they fly!
I am radium.
My atomic nuclei is rapidly disintegrating
So please get under your desk, school children.
And put your tiny fingers and arms over your heads.
So you will be safe.
Sweet beautiful butterfly that sails the celestial seas,
With narcotizing nuclei that brings me to my knees…
Spreading gaseous light, throughout the multiverses’,
A scintillating sight, where immortal love immerses.
Benevolent butterfly, bring me to Heaven's shore,
Intoxicating the candy eye, with visions to explore…
Gorgeous galactic wings, movement of the spheres,
Clusters of superstrings, nebulas geometric gears.
According to context of Stars, we are all merely dust,
With moons sharing scars and novae ready to combust…
Amongst the Sands of Time, fast fading away to cinders,
Creating a new paradigm, within God's flourishing fingers.
June.11.2019
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Sponsored by: William Kekaula
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Music snippet by... Pendulo-Zayrus Selector Odeon
Placed 5'th...Thank You
Dodecahedron dominions of divinity soul sparks scattered throughout the infinity
Masters of creation and creativity travelers of space-time constructing continuity
Effulgent within ethereal beaming of brilliancy seraphic sculptures of symmetry
Invaders of the soul in infancy as they expand the human condition ambitiously
Manifestations of the melding mind instinctive infusions of morality in mankind
They are the nuclei that lead the blind idiosyncratic intuitions that are undefined
Eternal consciousness a benevolent bliss integral illuminations when we reminisce
Echoes of forever in the ambient abyss the enraptured etchings when lovers kiss
Dimensional deities in our existence descended on the world for our assistance
Transcendental travelers of great distance lighting the path of least resistance
Spatiotemporal spiritual sparks of rebirth encapsulating our wisdom and worth
Know to us as Meraki on planet earth our majestic mediums minstrels of mirth.
Dec.04.2017
Meraki
Sponsored by: Silent One
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