Best Correlates Poems

Hi.
We don't have a lot of time,
or, well, I guess you do,
but I don't,
so let's plunge right into the first big question:
Which came first, form or function?

False dichotomy. No such thing as a totally dysfunctional form,
and no such thing as changing function without some form
distinguished...

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Systems,
ecosystems,
and ego body-systems,
patriotic systems
and feminist systems
mutually improve,
grow more robust,
resilient,
resonant when WinWin relationships
between diversely paradigmatic elements
within said system
and between unsaid systems
improve,
grow more healthy wealth together
well-greased co-operative channels
and web-structures
WinWin overwhelming WinLose
competing smaller self-centered investments.

Capital small-self promotion tends to over-reward historical success
to those elements born already elitely connected.

Most...

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It appears that Feyerabend presents a more accurate normative gestalt
for RightBrain epistemology,
how RightBrain solves chaotic puzzles,
while Popper is better for LeftBrain deduction,
diastolic evolving unfolding
of syllogistic logic.
Together evolving toward a dipolar truth
of balancing flexibiity
trending toward regenerative health optimization,
accuracy of truth meets beauty,
as yang embraces yin,
as deduction...

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Who's vision are you unfolding for whom?

Are you aware you carry a basket of bread
on your head
and still beg at every door? (Rumi)

You love healthy nature.
Like bread, Earth's nature feeds you
and, like yeast, absorbs you,
is that of which you are made,
and making,
and resolve to eternally...

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Combat.... 

though morbid in nature, there is a sense of beauty....

for example - 
the bullet and it's chamber
the slickness of steel, and the power of the trigger 
which together correlates the symphony of motion 
from the time the trigger is pulled, to the
daunting escape of...

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It's been seven years, I almost forgot-
not this day: but the distance we've climbed.
I couldn't remember my age, because it correlates
to years we've been apart.

I forgot to be apprehensive, this time it was sneaky.
It waited for the first happy holiday wishing
from some idiot to remind...

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FAITH ON MYSELF                           Triple Acrostic Rhyming

       First and fore-most faith on myself.
 ...

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It’s your crazy
Paranormal Poetry Series

What are the feelings I feel
That rattle inside my cage
Like boulders and wrecking balls
Slamming against my heart

With every crash and smash
Tissues are ripped away 
As bricks of the beating muscle crumble 
And fall to the soulful ground

To be used as material...

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hours go by in determined acts,
days go by in unstructured situations,
months are logged as projects get over,
years measure stages of life,
time is an irreversible fact,
once gone its never added on,
do we have a quotient,
by which we could evaluate,
that hours,days,months and years 
that went past,
did go...

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5/4/22

Under the stars we'd sleep out
At night we'd sneak out
To another party up the street, just like that we out

Catch you red handed for trying to creep out
You'll struggle to breathe out
In need of help but can't seek out
Because of being soon to bleed out
...

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MEASURE OF FAME
the self evident
  motive
 appears&
  correlates
a
likeness famoso

 exemplary
    predicated
 to elaborate &
       fragment
into
a gleaming
catalyst
   burgeoning
but
 tenacious
&  becoming

enlarged
    to adorn
      by intrigue

of an
 overstated
     phenomena

THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma...

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The universe relentlessly expands in vicious circles, of which I move around in
Infinite regression is the mark I toe, that leads me to ecumenical emancipation
I collect neural correlates of consciousness from the stars in an unkempt sky 
Pollinating nuclear fusions with my angular momentum, if...

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NEED                                            ...

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I suppose the are the “good ole days”
The days where one has more time than money
Cashed on for lounging and sun nibbled skin 
youth, a precarious thing 
all that experience have the fleeting notion of discovering a hidden treasure already found and reburied 
when lessons...

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