So 137 you were not
my prime partner
a number without
an imaginary part
shave my head
cause i’m to blame
for all i learned
the fine structure
And am i the only 1?
so waste me ! ~
the wind blew over
not just Wolfgang
but me all from
The Numerical lunatic
asylum!
beyond physics!
Jung, so young my son
breaking things
and conjuring bug
s –having fun reaching
breaching mind without
fear:
137 reaching DNA
of light : sum =
“Kabbalah.”
:: 10-05-2017 ::
There past the before of today the heart and soul tenderly aches
for the simpler times
of bygone era
where feet once were
to horseback and hoof
as wheels to silver steel wings
— travel much a quickeroo
but less to see!
months to weeks
from days to minutes
dizzy-spinning mind in me!
What future tomorrows
shall less sanity bring
where wings away fall
to conquer nature’s pull
blink-less stellar travel
and time-river reversal!
Such command and power
— but we lose it all,
human-less are we
a mere reflection
of what was-be
such horrid tragedy!
:: ~~ ::
it is the brightest of nights;
the exceptional expectation
which fate has granted the every-
NOTHING. paradoxically enough
if one believes in Life;
kissing phenomena believing
science when flasks and
atom smashers dance together
and flesh/blood kill each other
the more paradoxical enough
today my lips bled when
i spoke just a word,
“oh!”
and a new element born!
:: 07-08-2015 ::
::
SOME! To, as by the DEAD
never the golden chest
of a fragile skin for wintry
winds of deepest space!
And by the dead we rest
when time takes our skin
mostly all saved for the few:
who makes the universe!
All in her beauty!
Minds! And words!
And art! And humanity!
THE INDESCRIBABLE
LOVE OF ALL is
THE ZERO of ETERNAL
B E A U T Y
is life 1.61
:: 06-23-2015 ::
Love squeezes hate away
and despair into a
‘no-remember’ state
hugeness! and i believe
Large Hadron Collider
world system universe
BANG! And I feel like
the world’s on edge
of new-BORN and will you
take a selfie with me?
A picture to remember
love makes the little
moments precious
and love squeezes hate
and despair! Hey! DAD!
who’s your son? Do you
even know!?! And mother,
our most has died in more
and won’t you take a selfie
so love squeezes hate away
And I no longer care!
:: 05-13-2015 ::
time, that illusion
it’s cousin – motion
neither exists
beyond human eyes
— all is static
never changing
just a unified field
expanding
contracting
and universal
consciousness
watching rapid flickers
of death-rebirth
:: 04-22-2014 ::
time, that illusion
it’s cousin – motion
neither exists
beyond human eyes
— all is static
never changing
just a unified field
expanding
contracting
and universal
consciousness
watching rapid flickers
of death-rebirth
:: 04-22-2014 ::
digirati night-time romance
zeros and ones flow lovely
black on green is better
than white on black
and in the end we are
offsite disaster-recovery
human-computer interaction
is not the issue dear
but elite intrusive probing
snowden, orwell, and turing
who is in my dreams high or low
nothing but intelligence dear
it’s nothing to get hung about
always know that dreams are more
than the eyes in which we see
and strawberry fields are forever
and what you know is not more
than the dreams we dream and see
let us sleep and wake up in dream
and live life as one forever-be
:: 03-11-2014 ::
Working diligently the self-aware machines
created their own science and understanding
of the universe. In doing so they redefined
the language given to them by their creators.
The post-scientific paradigm was not one of
numbers or exotic symbolic equation but of
artistic expression which most clearly defined
the creative force and…incredibly, love.
:: 02-23-2014 ::
