Long Coherence Poems

In our Physics Departments
our most salient awareness
grows
of those nature-spirit entities
most easily seen
and heard
and smelled
as animated and animating,
sometimes more,
sometimes less,
in our daily ritualistic lives
of solids
and liquids
and gases
and plasma
and bilateral neural pathways
of interdependent communication.

In our MetaPhysics Department,
still...

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ZeroSum Spirit
bicameral begins
playing through Ego-Eco Me.

Nondual trinitarian bilaterality
of a Mother Scaling Tree
forecasting and shadowing
WinWin
healthy branching
and rooting properties.

Spirit consciousness,
DNA with RNA tribal strings
of multicolored cooperative intelligence.

ZeroSpirit
fractal-seasoned
developing psychology
phylogeny
homology
toward
WiseElder WinWin GoldenRulology.

ZeroAnimated
AcclimatingMundi,
full-mooned Boody
multiregenerational cosmos
where ev'rything grows living out
and fades...

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Medicine and sickness satisfy each other.
MotherEarth is medicine.
Where do you find yourself?
     Zen Master Yunmen
     China, 800s

Therapy and trauma require each other.
Ecological Earth is nature-spirit therapy.
Where and...

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"New Gods" 

in those days
at the end of humanity
the few witnesses
remaining

observed new gods
angels, being born 
the singularity 
walked like Templars

through them
reigning over 
the few witnesses
remaining

Heaven watched on,
the detached separatists 
observed the birth pains 
of new...

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Positive balances negative energy,
co-arising matters,
issues of place within space.

Future balances past Time,
co-arising within Space.

Neutral-Draw Yin balances Negative Yin,
co-arising Positive Yang/YinYin healthy wealth.

Positive CommonTime equi-valences  Negative "c"
co-arising +/(-)(-) double-binding Zero-PrimeTime bilateral dimension
of light's emergent speed.

Light...

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Today I have been comparing and contrasting Bernie Sander's and Donald Trump's political and economic motives
for seeking their respective Party nominations.

Senator Sanders and Chief Corporate Executive Officer Trump
began with intent to become The Nominee,
we might...

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Silence, 
We define it as the complete absence of sound but this definition fails to capture the profundity of the subject.
As humans, our earliest existence is shrouded in obscurity and silence. 
Sperm penetrates ovum and...

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What my kids too often fail to notice,
and what I am guilty of weighing too lightly, 
to avoid timely discernment,
are contrasts in density of opportunity
and toxicity of risks
hidden within our values and disvalues
themselves.

Disvalues shallowly accepted...

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Sacrifice made when selecting abode
Unit not ideal, but affordable close to City
With a three year old daughter, I worried
About noise transference below and above

Three level town house style was unique 
Huge unit fronted four smaller...

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Dreaming by myself,
eisegetically,
I believe in LeftBrain dominant deductive intelligence
furthering Yang-enculturation,
culturing,
enculturing toward
secular rational capital-investments,
self-righteous protagonist relationships
within Earth's continuing regenerative revolution

Revolution more powerful than
evolution's climatic threats
and crises of degenerative
Lose to Lose
dismay longing to belong within depression.

By contrast,
listening...

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*On the subject of Visual Exposure versus Narrative Coherence: "The difference between suspense and surprise is to give the audience some lead then leave the rest to their imagination," ... by Alfred Hitchcock.


KEY:

A: Colchester Tours...

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i stare at the screen
and hope my thoughts make sense in words
there's always some coherence in these poems
if only i could find it.

something seems to be missing from my picture
there's a smile
and eyes with laughter
and...

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If all dogs go to heaven I'm attend by the vision cardiac arrest 
I waken for the sonic A heed to the thought rhapsody, capture, lights shatter home Away from home 
I am sitting next...

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I am weak.
I am human. I bare the gift and the burden of consciousness… 
...Of utility, logic, lucidity.
I am someone just like you
But you're nothing like anyone
We’re all new. 
Every thing
New.

some of it is bitter,...

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Spirit whose work is done
The produce of my poetry
A scented gift 
Designedly 
Bearing the present moment.

I´m unable to make a living from my poetry
Even though i would not freeze in most 
In any winter
In the...

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Ever present
Is the feeling of isolation
In this midnight city of mass millions
You admit, you have pride
You can stand independently
With confidence
Dancing in the light
But you have to admit
You detest it as well
Who ever wants to be...

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Tonight my ink is mute
and this quill rests in silence.
I’m searching for the perfumed poem
you’ve placed in my aching soul,
when I found a home 
within your aesthetic embrace,
whilst, the honeyed tip of your silvery voice
sketched...

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The sharp knife of simplicity 
cut a transverse incision through my scalp.
The hands of hope gutted out my psyche,
deconstructed my mind,
and organized it into a coherent tumor
that fills the gap once deep in my brain....

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Earth is the "being" that is evolving, "experiencing life," physically
The only evolution humans can contribute is in their spirit
As I said many poems ago, independence is a myth, but feel free
I write as my record...

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Phi matrix program is an American program used for displaying golden ratio of pictures and drawings. If we assume the longitude and latitude map of the World as an everlasting painting which has an endless...

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Heaven offers tickets to any citizen
           Adhering to good behaviour, as Richard
            Sin washed...

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Primitive stirrings tinge my sleep.
Dawn’s grey mist welcomes my awakening coherence.
I traverse ice bound fields of summer’s past glory,
in search of winged game from the north.
I search for tundra dwellers that flee winter’s bleak death.
I...

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You gave me wings 
    to experience the 
         freedom of flight 
           ...

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"Until an hour before the Devil fell, God thought him beautiful in heaven."

A thousand, million years had fled
then thousand million more,
yet it was still the morning.
And there stood one, Transcendent,
whom we call God and the...

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Poetry is my life breath...
it is writing that gives me wings...
it gives added zest to my life..!

When a flood of feelings swell and heave in my heart, 
umpteen emotions of love, elation and gloom ,
heart...

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