Do you see this home I made,
as well, the streets, houses and moon?
You are just a game I play,
ceasing to exist very soon.
Once out of sight, out of mind;
mere puppets dancing on my strings;
Life is illusion, you'll find
no magic with what freedom brings.
I will create the rainbows
or thunder as my mood dictates;
My rules, nobody knows,
along with all your future fates.
If you deign to interfere
I'll fill you full of distraction;
Better say your prayers right here
and give us both satisfaction.
Let's play with new things, catching a new approach,
I am happy with bringing new things into the next epoch,
Constructing a method by defining each step as its own coach,
Sitting on its own as a key step because I am doing research.
I am an inventor, I am a researcher, I am a philosopher, I am an innovator,
Converting the knowledge from one to another because I am a converter,
I set the goal to reach the final destination and continue as a path setter,
Moving with no mistakes, no fear, with belief in myself because I am a creator.
(“Ascending Triptych” aka “Shape Shifter”, 2011, original oil)
If it exists it has a function.
What is the function becomes the question,
Along with why and how it evolved.
Consciousness is simply our experience of the world
And this applies to whoever we are
Plant or animal, insect or human.
Consciousness is thus a given
For living things having experience
Even though self-consciousness
May be extremely rare and unique
And rightly prized
Although wrongly attributed to Man alone.
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
The egg of course
And that egg, the cosmic egg, we all arose from
Could have simply been consciousness.
Or it could have been what was born
From that egg, the light released after
“Let there be light!”
Which means there was something before
Consciousness.
Something primary to creation
A creator, of pure awareness perhaps,
Who needed creation
To become conscious.
(5/20/26)
When I ask my Creator to lead me along paths of light, I find that great difference where loneliness tried to keep me on its side, and thanks to His grace, He guided me to places where the hallmark is belief and happiness in abundance. It is remembered that some friends were going to see the princesses of the place, and one day I accompanied them, finding that light in the most beautiful gaze that has ever come into my life, giving way for my heart to hasten and thus not let you go from my side, forming such a blessed couple that when we go to prisons and dark places, the light of our Creator always takes effect in new hearts. Happy holy days!!!!!!
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An onslaught of thought,
Has me distraught,
I fought so hard for me,
Only to find,
I don't like what I see,
It's not what I wanted to be,
Now tethered to a reality,
I created unconsciously,
Consciously making the decisions,
Patterns creatin from repetition,
Conditioning the way I think,
Sinking down to fit in,
Shrinking,
Giving permission,
A life in remission,
Venturing into another's vision,
Division was all I saw,
I could point out flaw after flaw,
A corrupt system of law,
Keeps us under a claw,
Crawling through a TV screen,
The electric light machine,
Uses programming to intervene,
So they remain unseen,
While you get lost in the scene,
In between all your thoughts,
An onslaught of taught behavior,
Keeps you just as a player,
Instead of being the creator,
Here for greater things,
Then any money could bring.
I don’t care what you call him or her…
or for whatever your reasons why…
today I’m extremely grateful
for whoever it is that paints the sky.
The ray of light
The treasure of knowledge
In mind ,at sight
At School, in College...
The endless source of inspiration
forever, generation after generation
You sow the seeds of determination
You create History, you set tradition...
Your guidance knows no boundary,
no limitations.
Your love is pure
without terms and conditions...
You show the path,the right direction
You imbibe courage and confidence.
You get angry,at times,no doubt
Still,you possess,the best quality, called "Patience"...
Our failure is your misery
Our success is your victory.
You strive to make every student the best
You struggle day and night,without,rest...
Your love and guidance
is equal for one and all.
It's our duty to keep your fame up
and never let fall...
You are a Philosopher,you are a Mentor
You are a Facilitator,you are an Educator.
You are the builder of destiny
of,not one,but many...
I pray to God, the Almighty, the creator
To keep my sunshine,
bright and ever shining
Those, who we call..."our Teacher".
A human writer needs,
to think and many times rewrite their work.
We put our heart,
creativity and imagination into each piece we write.
AI has stolen,
the creativity and imagination from writers.
The human writer is the true creator,
creator from their human heart.
AI is the great copier,
because they have No heart to write with.
I write for the reader,
I am a human poet all the way.
I can't be sober
Because
I put my trust in Jehovah
He's my cover
So my enemies
Don't take over my emotions
Putting me on detention, giving me tension.
He makes me fly around
Many nations
Without obstruction
Giving me elevation
Without hesitation
He placed me high without hidden intentions.
What will I say to thee?
I'm eternally grateful!
Because
gratitude is a gateway for more
All thanks to the creator of creativity
And productivity
He's steadily giving me the ability
To be creative and productive
I bow to reverence thee
Because the created cannot surpass the creator.
My children it is God's love we seek not a woman's or man.
All humans are confused, no one understand.
One encounter with the true God.
Even church programs will seem odd!
All the talk about money and tithe.
Offering for prayer, is simply a lie.
What we all should be doing is Lifting God high!
One touch of His glory and you will never deny!
You won't ever care if you look like a fool.
I feel so sorry for worshipper trying to be cool.
He is our Creator, do you think he don't know.
When people are just religious and put on a show?
God knows when people are too ashamed.
To raise their hands and call His name!
He don't need a big church or full pew.
God will show up big for only You!
When He shows up, I just fall apart.
Because His presence is so soothing to the heart!
One true touch of God and you're never the same.
You'll know who truly knows Him and who's playing a game!
My God has me and you in the palm of His hand.
There is no safer place for any woman or man.
That's when there is never a reason to fear.
Because the One who controls all things is near.
No matter how many things start to go wrong.
He will make sure as you go through you'll stay strong!
Troubles may scare you and try to block your way.
But God is teaching me to; stop, calm down and pray.
"Lord I praise and give all thanks to You!
For every storm and illness you've brought me through!
The answers many times, I couldn't see.
Until you Lord stepped in and guided me.
I just don't know what I would do.
If it had not been my God for you!
You have taken some of my darkest nights.
And gave me joy bright as the morning sunlight!
Please continue to speak and help me understand.
That true answers do not come from any woman or man.
Open my heart and mind so I'll continue to see.
How badly they need you just as much as me.
Once again I say thanks God from this father and man.
Please help my children and grandchildren to understand.
In this prayer as in all others, I end the same.
I ask this of you In Jesus name!"
I’ll help the birds fly
I won’t let the leaves die
I’ll touch growing flowers
I’ll sing to ignorant waves
I won’t breath stormy air
I’ll tell the wind to go away
I’ll lay on the grass
I’ll sit in the dirt
I’ll sleep under stars
I’ll taste the clouds
I’ll live with nature
I’ll make the earth feel
I’ll die with nature
Then she and I can weep together
Together we can create a world
Where
Birds fly on their own
Leaves will die to let pretty ones live
Growing flowers will blossom
Waves will be loud and demanding but never ignorant
Stormy air will be the best air to breathe
Wind will travel where it wants
Grass will love the feeling of a body
Dirt will always be dirt
People will have adventures under the stars
The Clouds will be too high to taste
Me and nature will let people feel what it is like to weep, love, live, and die
They will be the earth’s emotions
And the earth will feel them
I love the way your tears
Meander through the secret seams
Etched by time upon my face.
I love the way your sundry eyes
Light up
When my world turns dark.
I treasure your novel designs,
Masterfully brushed against a sun-kissed sky.
I relish in the cool, tender cradle
Of heaven’s clouds upon the earth,
Where I rest in an angel’s quiet embrace.
I love your steadfast stability,
Your unwavering consistency,
And the dazzling diversity
That breathes life anew.
I reverence your constancy amid ceaseless change.
Your love -
Inscribed in the fabric of time -
Visible to the world each day,
Yet discernible only in the silent
Whispers of its most sacred moments.
You cannot trust people and that is a fact!
To meet their own needs, they will stab you in your back.
We all are self-centered, each to some degree.
God's word says the only one to trust is Me!
Even the sweetest person can turn on a dime.
If you can catch them at the wrong day or time.
In Romans three-ten he says there's no righteous man.
Then in verse three-eleven, he says no one understands.
If the One who created us describes us this way.
Don't you think you should trust whatever He say?
The news confirms what He is saying is right.
Families betraying each other, road rage and street fights!
I'm not immune, I have done bad things too.
I've had people say " Ken, that just was not you!"
We all have a fallen nature and are prone to do wrong.
The good news there's forgiveness at our Father's throne.
Guilt hit's our conscious and it's a sign we've done bad.
Repentance restores us and again we are glad.
My children your dad loves you, all I know I must tell.
Obey or disobey God, means for us Heaven or Hell!
You are free to disregard me and all that I say.
But know you'll regret letting your pride rule you someday!
Love Dad.
in the light of moon and sun, roaring boldly, our faith has won - our love He will never shun ~ by poet
walking by the creek, who murmurs in her steady pace
reflections of the joy, laughter stirring the stars in space
feels just like a song, promising the sweetness of grace
delicious moments in heartbeats, blessings to embrace
warmed by the sunlight’s glimmers, coloring gentle dawn
so life seeks to reveal the beauty and wonder before it’s gone
breathless praise comes on wings as they fly on and on
revealing the secrets of God’s blessings – to angels we are drawn
will life soon learn this story that once encouraged our song?
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