Can we not fear that nowadays the world is somehow
too an Internet room for us to search and find news and to
interconnect with one another so much such that
anything stir especially slur or slack?.
More to that the narrow or morrow or swift nature of the
roads and some of the ways for instance?, shape like
mirror like petroleum jelly like picture like stone or like a
sort of jewel.
We know that war has made history but is it not
something that is testing human's ability to control and
solve?.
Yes, what is the damning sense of the mundane now
, silence or pretence?.
Beyond the Family Within
Immanent is the kernel of consciousness
embedded within every living thing
no matter how big or small is the creature.
It is this spooky common disconnectedness
that allows the spark of entanglement
to trigger an emotional response
to and fro from all living things.
It is from the within of all things
interconnected, that the transcendent spirit begins
to grow beyond the sum of the parts via an evolving inheritance.
Transcendental immanency is the whisper of leaves in the breeze
It is the murmur of waves lapping in the seas,
It is the eyes matching-making with glints that please
It is the warmth of shared smile that both emulators sees
It is entanglement, the spooky spiritual links that appease,
join, bind and interconnect all living things
into a family within, immanent and transcendent.
The primordial flash of the absolute
illumines the essence of diverse life forms,
the primal energy of the god particles
drives the destiny of the existent.
The universal elements embedded in each soul
interconnect the nodes of survival,
yet each is a tree in the forest of variety,
each is a flower in the garden of plurality.
The rhythm of continuum manifest in life
intones the cosmic music of love,
binding all by one harmonic string
of singularity harp resonating the prime melody.
Glowing in the glimmer of creator’s candle,
sublime soul recognizes the tenet of unity,
formulates the amalgamating equation of being
in the fold of divine network of integral oneness.
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December 3, 2022
Contest : Journey Without Movement
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I can relate to, screwed up family,
Loss, abuse and depression.
I can understand, addiction, grief,
The taste of one's own medicine.
I can comprehend, abandonment,
Betrayal and neglect.
I get how most things work
And interconnect.
I'm familiar with empathy,
Kindness and compassion.
I'm puzzled by the
Laws of attraction.
I know energy, forgiveness, strength,
Peace and love.
I have learned grace, gratitude and some
Things you need to just let go of.
I'm aware of unity, not giving up,
The power of positivity.
I believe we should judge by character,
Not race, color, or ethnicity.
I have never surrendered or
Chose the path of least resistance.
I'm a warrior, still standing,
Fighting, hate my entire existence.
Turbo1904
802.11 I got it from,
the electro magnetic spectrum.
We can hash it all out and add speed & security,
AES, 3G, 4G, LTE.
Whatever smartphone is modular and popular,
wireless networks, triangulated towers.
It's known to drain your power so you're charging, surfing,
try to find the combination to keep it working.
So we can watch twerking videos, and get spammed,
#twitter, facebook, pinterest, instagram.
TCP/IP and Multi-layered protocols,
7 is the magic number to understand it all.
Physical, datalink, network, transport, session, presentation, application layer,
The seven-layer OSI (Open Systems Interconnect) is the standard integrator.
Mending The Web Of Life
You can't always be right;
You won't always be wrong.
Nothing is all black or white;
In a world where all belong.
Ego is a form of separatism;
That ol' conquer and divide.
I choose to embrace bipartisan;
Over a wounded pride.
Religions that breed hate;
Politics that spawn from greed.
Time to rise and liberate;
Allow none to continue to impede.
Walk together down a path of peace;
In healing and harmony.
Promote unity to increase;
Congregate as one human family.
So it is said and so shall it be;
May it be done with beauty and respect.
Flourish once more from the sacred tree;
May our hearts interconnect.
To wake with the sun, as it's rays touch Mother Earth
I give thanks for it warming this great land
and watch the beauty of a sunrise as mirth returns to earth
I hear birds announce this rebirth as if on command
I see happiness in all faces, while greeting the relations
as all work to prepare our lodge for a morning meal
A sample of foods taken from this land for our nation
Give thanks and only take what's needed to feed and heal
Work for common good, while giving kindness and respect
to all beings of this land, as we greet them each day
Wolf, bird, fish, plant and man of this land all interconnect
for without this union, life would not greet this day
At days end, watching the sun retreat beyond the horizon
all life feeds and prepares for nights darkness to return
Relations gather, speak of the day and return of the bison
A white bison's return is one of our lessons to learn
Inspiration is like:
A virtual hotwire to a higher power
"it" could be a cloudless day
a summers rain shower
or a soaring bridge over the tossing bay
like: climbing all in one leap
the tower of observation
to look out or in, to jump out or creep
up on the object of ones consideration
a path in to the source
out through the door or,
on through the verdant course
to where the spirit can soar
to overlook the teeming world below
to interconnect, introspect, NOT to subject
to capture a moment within the flow
not to object, or prospect to reject
to discover a dimly percieved coorelation
as it passes on some mental stream
or survives the fragmentation
of a dream
to flee eagerly the confines
through a passage to a hidden core
to overcome "their" defines
to become gratefully, so much more
Listen...to hear only what you wish, is unwise
listening for what's expected may cause dismay
truth is sometimes obscured, or in disguiise
but not really hidden, only unbidden, in some casual way
Discovering may only require:
the desire.
Inspiration is like:
A virtual hotwire to a higher power
"it" could be a cloudless day
a summers rain shower
or a soaring bridge over the tossing bay
like: climbing all in one leap
the tower of observation
to look out or in, to jump out or creep
up on the object of ones consideration
a path in to the source
out through the door or,
on through the verdant course
to where the spirit can soar
to overlook the teeming world below
to interconnect, introspect, NOT to subject
to capture a moment within the flow
not to object, or prospect to reject
to discover a dimly percieved coorelation
as it passes on some mental stream
or survives the fragmentation
of a dream
to flee eagerly the confines
through a passage to a hidden core
to overcome "their" defines
to become gratefully, so much more
Listen...to hear only what you wish, is unwise
listening for what's expected may cause dismay
truth is sometimes obscured, or in disguiise
but not really hidden, only unbidden, in some casual way
Discovering may only require:
the desire.