Hypothesis Poems - Poems about Hypothesis

Dancing Divine Integrity

God choreographs integrity
of each healthy dancer's lifetime 
dancing wealth potential 

Gaian synergy evolving circles
and revolving light and power spirals,
recycling interwoven co-binary hypotheses

Depolarize 
liberating divinely sacred 
engaging dancer minds 
redesigning,
thereby conserving humanely organic 
love/life dancing bodies

Enlightening
dancer justice conservation
dancing peaceful liberation
co-passionately empowering

GodWord waking orthodoxy
and GaianWay dreaming orthopraxis

Performing dancers voicing
engaged dance choicing
throughout each day's light belonging
inside life's health

Higher Learning Hypothesis

Educating the mind
Knowledge coming out combined
Theory establishing concept
Communicating taking effect
Understanding will be wisdom
Lectures being the floor plan pinpoint
Opinions with thoughts
Challenging building up abilities
The focus on possibilities
Assured and accurate
Go out and use what you learned
Business ready to earn
Degrees proven what you have accomplished
It is what you do further in what you establish
Future on and strong
Education that

Hypothesis Worth Testing

One day I sat silently thinking, 
"Everyone is entitled to their own opinion,"
and realized that old adage is completely all wrong.
Opinions produce nothing of value,
and can be potentially dangerous too,
so no one is entitled to their own opinion in truth,
if only the above an opinion will produce.
If your opinion is in regard to a particular

God Hypothesis I

In measuring the Doppler shift of stars,
the universe we see seems to expand,
beginning a grand thought that is not ours:
God and the Big Bang do go hand in hand.
Created, the release of His remand,
the science having declared His demise,
heavens now collapse to a grain of sand,
and infinite, its mass, we are apprised;
earth coalesced in time

Linguistics 4 My Tonology Hypothesis 2

Igbo words for the feared mostly high tone
Perfectly  matching what rattles The Bone
Her lexis for Death, Python, Snake - Fire
And it’s like speaker screaming, pitch higher!

So also Poison’s, Madness’ - ‘The Unpleasant’
Anger’s, Bullet’s - one can’t call The Pleasant 
A Language quite tonally consistent 
With ideas that The Pitch makes insistent…

Still stops not here

Linguistics 3 My Tonology Hypothesis 1

Igbo Sex Words I have observed
Are High-Low Tone steady bearers:
To ‘High-Low’ markedly reserved,
Save in ears of tone-deaf hearers…

All her words for Male Genital
Picked by ears not from hospital
And Females’ one’s ears digital;
To Proof subject in Capital 
As though her sex words tactical
Even word for Scrotal Hernia 
When pronounced and one’s ears are near:
The word in

Linguistics 2 My Pauseology Hypothesis

To speeches Pauses lend grave weight:
A passed paused Death Sentence, “Wait! Wait!”
“You-are-already-dead-this-night”
And The Black Hearer goes white!

Always esteemed by oracles,
In speeches welcomed obstacles;
Important in a dreaded shrine,
Her grandeur not failing to shine!
Skeptics now add to her value,
Lots conceding to her, no clue:
“In-three-days-your-lifeless-body.”
And the picture they start to study!

Pauses help to stamp defiance
To convey a self-reliance
“Wonder-I-what-you-can-just

Who Am I - Hypothesis

The shining sun’s luminous effulgence 
remains unknown but for a reflection
reminding the great star of its brilliance,
signalling need of manifestation,
that The one consciousness feels elation.
Take it or leave it, so say the scriptures,
in this reflected world, caricatures
as entities, assuming feeble form,
know not their true immense, boundless stature
until so feeling, bliss magnetism warm.

26-June-2021

Offpeak Experiences

Send me no more peak experiences.

They are too dear
for my everyday time budget
of liberal
liberated
liberating 
resonantly exhausting compassion.

I am too addicted
to conserving resilient peaks,
avoiding dissonant valleys
of mundane anonymity
sometimes winning
sometimes losing
in-between equanimity
integrity 
of co-empathic co-arising intent
for more co-operatively rooted
heights of sacred generosity
reciprocally felt gratitude,
positive, democratically sustainable attitude.

Every scientific cause-effect karmic statement
of peak interactive experience
does not have to

The Big Crunch Hypothesis

The Big Crunch Hypothesis 

in times past it all had felt so distant
I was an aphid in an unkempt garden of eden
and my eyes, they were far too dim, too weak  
and the view was far too vibrant 
and the stars, 
however bright they glistened, 
resided light years away 
and the oceans, though they

The Swoon Hypothesis - Part 1

“The Swoon Hypothesis”  - Part 1

“Come, take my hand”, you say, “I will show you a story”.
So, I place my hand in yours, we walk barefoot cool, in scorching sand.
Strange I think, no footprints, no burns, no shadows, as I hold your hand.
The desert winds whisper your words to me, your eyes clear and

The Swoon Hypothesis - Part 2

"The Swoon Hypothesis" - Part 2



Arimathea stands next to you and I on the deck, soon we are back in Nazareth, you press into my palm, 
“A very rare Dubunni coin” you say - on it I see imprinted the word Eisu, this from 30 AD.
There is more to this story of the Silent Years,

Breastplates of Righteousness

My mind is as fascinated with investments and divestments
as my body is attracted to healthy and beautiful vestments,

and haunted by prospects of naked loss of home
and integral identity.

My vested interests emerge issues and concerns about nutrition,
as opposed to malnutrition.
Nutrition, whether economic or political,
pursues ecologically systemic complexity.
PolyCultural nutrition can be consumed and produced by a healthy

A Working Hypothesis

Medicinal scents of my impending demise
Morph to chocolate, cinnamon, sweet death-day cake
The final images burned into these old eyes
Their expressions of consternation and heartbreak

Orange glow, I surround them, my body ceases
Engulf them gently in the thing they will miss most
My embrace opens them, and their grief releases
Flesh cages blind them to how we are always

Hypothesis On Aristocracy

The moon was on its wane
Men enjoying killing animals in sport
Gallery floated by nymphs
Followed by princess and her mates

Hitherto hope sustained,
Anguishes over ruled,
Staggered by sickening quality
Merely were they impeded by malign? 
What instinctively I loathed is futility
Wondered, foul villainy will rein?

I dreaded rather a dark pit vaguely
The archenemy of the delicate ones was creeping on

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