one must never say never
a powerful word
that leaves no room for could be
for what we believe our earth's nature forgets
and sends whirling tornadoes and hurricanes
impossible to escape
she cancels our firm never
making us take notice of how vulnerable we are
when fate includes those forces
often beyond our control
"a heartbeat pulsating as living light
free from each and every limitation
I Am that dwelling in unbound delight
the source wherefrom arises creation"
I study the void
conclude it is light it craves
become lost within my calculations
dimensions unspurl
spirals catastrophise
until
spinning
cancels
itself out
and I am still
within my stillness I seek
seeing no ground
having no anchor
it is me that craves
I fear I am the void
should I internalise the vortex
walk the line dizzy
with hand unheld
gamble on transformation
to the entirety of light
see myself
reflected on the outer edges
not through another lens
let the doppelganger
drop away
what if that
I haven’t been okay
in a long time, Ma.
My smile is nothing more
than dirty shoes,
left outside the door
after a long day.
I dial your numbers
then silence swallows me.
My thumb press,
cancels before the call.
I want to speak,
to someone who knows
the language of my pain.
But I keep my cracks hidden,
Because little eyes are watching.
I stitch my voice with strength,
Pretend the weight is light,
So, my younger siblings
Never see me breaking.
She actually posted this during the COVID scare
“Cancel Thanksgiving!” I’m not lying, I swear
My dearest wish this August 11 for Francesca Hong
Primary voters, please cancel her ~ give her the old gong
________________________________________________________________
Francesca Hong is a Democrat who is running for Governor
of Wisconsin. The Democrat primary is 08/11/2026...
What conquers your anger in wrath?
What binds an enemy or foe?
What hold no additions, like math?
What cancels debts to level peace?
And sings a quiet river flow?
What understands before it meets?
Who can love like love better than?
A touch your heart can’t help but show?
What can guide like direction plans?
To look and search for something more?
When you past dark can you still glow?
What can harvest for you in store?
Can my words touch your spirit too?
Belief in the Spirit I know.
Can our love be spirited food?
(“The Particle In The Wave”, 2018, original encaustic)
Down to Zero
In the great equation of Life
Everything eventually cancels out
As it naturally balances
And leaves us down to zero.
From the perspective of static
The dynamic is the illusion
From the perspective of dynamic
The static is the illusion.
Buddhism with its notion of a final Nirvana
Takes the former
Taoism with its effortlessly flowing Wu-Wei
Takes the latter.
That is the East, while in the West
This paradoxical duality is expressed
Succinctly by quantum physics
As the wave and particle nature of light.
The reality is always, of course, different
Than what we think, when we’re at zero
And left with what it means to be alive;
In work or play, depending on our view.
(7/21/25)
If a “friend” cancels you like a stamp, they never were you
friend in the first place!
Friends give people space to be themslves! They welcomed you,
and trusted you in their heart’s space,
Moreover, not one of us wants a friend, that thinks they are a god.
A Mr.or Mrs, stuffed shirt, an inelligensia of know it all?
A friend need not be a Ph,D to us, nor flash her or hishatred in our face.
That is an inhumane, arrogant disgrace!
Just someone who truly cares about us, who and honors us as we are!
With understanding, grace andd gentleness, of and compassion beyond par!
And always remembers.. we all part of the human race,
By God’s most kind and generous holy grace.
Hatred and genocide in any, a hideous and ugly face!
1/26/2025
Can old thoughts of hurt that we shun
Cancel life’s gifts wonder and fun?
If anger must stay
Within brain’s array
Do we run with pain in the sun?
To digest bad memory’s lunch
Chop stick therapies help us munch
And chew on old pain
So our bad chow mein
Will taste sweet like a Nestle’s crunch
Although it seems weird and so strange
If current behavior we change
Old things we found bad
No longer seem sad
As memories do rearrange
Thought patterns that left our mood scarred
That colored the present as marred
Yield to a changed script
Where wounds from the crypt
Appear like a kind greeting card
Forgiveness is really for us
It adds onto life like a plus
Anger’s not treasure
But cancels pleasure
And deports good times on a bus
Wind,
look how
wild it blows
across the waves;
Ancient melody;
A song of catharsis,
whitecaps wash the pain away;
The innate noise bestowed on you
it cancels out the internal drum;
Ocean breezy circadian rhythms.
“Nothing Compares to You”
Nothing compares to you
the cancel culture cancels you
you love you lose
on repeat in the loop
you love you lose
a child lost in time
the mother calls home the child
the child calls home the mother
a child lost in time
each eventually find the other
Nothing compares to you
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Sinead O’Connor,
b.8.12.66 – d.26.7.23
My feline’s eyes reflect her ginger hues.
She follows my man everywhere she can.
Her tracking sight chases away the blues.
But when squirrels discovered her, they ran.
She travels with us, a definite plus.
She likes to go fast, so step on the gas.
She ignores all limits. Yes, cats can cuss!
She likes to fish, quietly, wait for bass.
A middle-aged cat can still be a brat.
She gnaws on my cord like something abhorred.
But a yell from the man cancels all that.
With an innocent look, she drops the cord.
A cat in the house trumps any old mouse.
All her checks done, she’s asleep on my blouse.
Never imagine that you may lose
Instead highly positively you muse
Doubts and worries are of no use
Only optimism, you always choose
During confusion, take no decision
Out of fear, stop not your mission
Approach life with proper for vision
Never give to pessimism permission
When you think you cannot achieve
No success at all you will receive
This may make you sadly grieve
As in yourself, you don't believe
Colossal faith alone is required
If that is by us in life acquired
Then we get easily inspired
Attaining what we have aspired
If we feel upset for ordinary matters
Our bliss, even petty thing shatters
If negative words, our mouth utters
Surely our concentration scatters
Never think bad of yourself man
Trust and proceed that you can
Better to try for a longer span
For you to succeed in your plan!
HEARTBREAKS:
Drowning in grief,
The ocean that tears beloveds apart.
Where promises are stolen from the eave,
By the thief who cometh busily from afar.
And it feels the end was without beginning,
Whiles the beginning ends without perceiving.
The hurt then shrinks the heart,
Causing its cells to fall flat.
The eyes throws away the beauties.
The mouth brings out the mysteries.
Disappointment then cancels the journey,
In a way seeming so funny.
Whereby love birds deserts crony.
And the disappointed individual's road becomes lonely.
I
Cosmos has some constant and Einstein got closest in a century
- pure gravity
II
Hawking stated loudly, If there's gravity, the cosmos will create itself
III
Gravity, in black Holes too, is Love of God: it cancels all laws by Grace-Gravity
The falling of tears,
for all the dying.
A well of feeling,
the sounds of sighing.
The ancient story,
of creation born.
The godhead of love,
from which man was torn.
Of course, the essence,
is itself the weight.
The war of morals,
where love cancels hate.
The kingdom of love,
is heaven above!
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