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My life to follow the statement below
‘ Dream and dream till your dreams are not fulfilled ‘
EXACT DREAM sprouted from childhood inspired by Dad.
To study and being analytic to acquire knowledge
was Dad’s prime advice with parallel instruction
to be truthful, honest and righteous, not to be religious.
That was my exact dream and tried to honour
Universal Moral Values throughout my life.
I’m Mathematician and taught my subject with devotion.
In later life, I turned Professional Writer, Author and Talker.
Delivered several Talks in Radio, seminar, clubs etc,
choosing mainly scientific and academic topics.
One part of my Dream occupied Literature and Cultural activities.
I explored the world of Fiction and Poetry.
I fulfilled this branch of dream taking part in Music,
writing scripts, directing with stage performance.
I know, Recreations play vital role in Human Psychology.
In last phase of my life to conclude, my EXACT DREAM
still exists with this advice ‘Fulfil your DREAMS , acting Righteous,
and honouring Universal Moral Values of Life. ‘
You’re still a young man
tower of power
was the band
for me
back in the day
the greatest funk band
of all time
proudly East Bay Grease
multi-racial, multi-cultural
great horn section
of all
they did it right
and their best song
You’re still a young man
was the best make out song
of all time
best song to slow dance
with a potential lover
at a party
best love song
of the 70’s
and I still recall it
and all the woman
i danced to the song
with back in the day
and I still feel
that I am still a young man
with the love of my life
playing the song
of my life
Quantum Acts of Kindness
By Mark D. Stucky
Our universe collectively consists of tiny acts,
as innumerable particles
in indeterminate positions
fluctuate randomly.
Einstein thought there must be order and meaning,
a Theory of Everything,
behind the seeming chaos in the quantum realm,
a vast realm of subatomic scale
that forms the fabric of the cosmos.
Our social fabric also
consists of tiny acts,
acts of love and kindness.
A mother nurses her newborn,
a nurse holds the hand of a dying patient,
and all small acts of loving kindness in between
weave together the random events in our lives.
A quantum Theory of Everything eluded Einstein.
But an acts-of-kindness Theory of Everything for each of us is:
Love God with all your heart and soul and strength and mind.
Love people of all religions, races, genders, and other identities.
Love your neighbor as yourself.
Love your enemies.
Kindness theory is easy.
Practice is hard.
But acts of not-so-random kindness
construct and change our world.
(First published in Small Town Anthology VII: Entries from the Seventh Annual Tournament of Writers, Vicksburg Cultural Arts Center, 2021, p. 49. See also my other “quantum” poems.)
(Image by geralt on Pixabay.)
My dubiously protagonist Self
outgrows toward a co-invested
cooperative
co-governing center
A core UnWhite House communication center
Tao training for sacred positive
and trauma negation memories
Into ecologically
and economically
Right whole open
PanenTheistic MacroEconomic Intelligence
Amping up
co-relational win/win choices
through unconditional regard
of global
inside/outside co-discernment
voiced human choices
Ego AnthroPrivileged
by secularizing LeftHemisphere
health and safety cooperative wants
evolving old tired competitive addictive needs
to defend revolutionary
evolutionary win/lose theories
that predation is normative
whether in a win/win thrival opportunity
or in a win/lose risk to survival time
Not mentioning
survive together to thrive
communal co-empathic
win/win imaginations
empowering enlightened co-governance
animating long-term resilience histories
My intimately win/win highest and best
co-redemption narratives
feel like a sacred housed cooperative
trauma-free awareness
and copassionate intent
to live together EarthTribe curiously,
yet confidently,
win/win animated
sacredly together
On, but not overpowering,
my cusp of traumatic anxiety triggers
and co-therapeutic anticipated compassions
together deepending mutually co-invested
ownership and co-therapeutic
natural health and spiritual safety
intent
Calls my sacred housing cooperative images
merging projects for
and from
cooperative nondogmatic experiences
comforted by food and energy
nurturing resilience
Appreciating river-front environmental green
and clean
co-relational preservation
not at all bully mean
Historical-multicultural
Right-sacred/Left-secularizing
co-discernment spirit-mind/nature-body skills
of cooperative
co-governing communications
For green compassionate resilience
reproducing inside imaged
EarthPeace therapeutic homes
and panentheistic gardens
in/out-sided
wellness-rounded
competing mortal space
throughout immortal time
for EarthTribe's health-cultural
co-responsive resonance.
Peruse the literary discourse; illusion from reality divorce
Objective criticism with conscientious rigor your tour de force
Educate yourself on each antiquated style and archaic source
Train your enterprising eyes, every truism endorse and apt allegory reinforce
Recon the lexicon for cultural anomalies and idiosyncratic expressions
Your probity use to underscore trite confessions and trivial regressions
Peel away each banal artifice; to the arrogant that hauteur grant no concessions
Audit the amateur-shadow poets, showering disapproval on their indiscretions
Lacquer and emboss the verses that with creativity and innovation bridge the generational divide
Attentively nourish the nuances and imbibe the endearing witicisms that will abide
Careen through the light poems; cavort through each limerick; caress every soliloquy in stride
Enshrine the masterpieces with laudatory epilogues; let their inspiration your literary path forever guide
It was never pronounced that MLK or Ludwig Guttmann were thinkers,
Because prime movers are interactive, preoccupied with their cause;
Societal progress is wrought through effort, division and conflict,
Because progress has its beginnings only secured and settled by legal clause.
Jesus was a social reformer, by life and deed and philosophy,
Who waged that the many should have a doctor, not only the rich;
He healed in the name of love, with intellect as his engine,
And his unjust death sufficed for future generation’s mention.
Love is at the centre of Christianity in Jesus acts of mercy,
It is this historical story that has been trampolined by divinity;
The heart of Jesus is misrepresented for cultural standards mandatory,
Equality of right was bid as medicine’s saleability, not selectivity.
What if I happened to win the lottery
What would I do with the money
Spend it on all kinds of frivolous things
Or a year long trip with my honey
Eat in restaurants three times a day
Choose the richest item on the menu
Act like a real old mucky muck
And obnoxious no matter the venue
They'd surely know I was 'nouveau riche'
By my big mouth flamboyant air
But I wouldn't care with a bulging wallet
I'd do everything with panache and flair
What a pipe dream I'm currently having
As if this sweet old lovable jester
Could be anything but the belle of the ball
A vision of beauty in polyester
Odds are about fourteen million to one
So I won't be buying the beer
More chance of becoming a cultural icon
Like Mylie Cyrus or Britney Spears
"The sun is alone too but still shines"
- Author Unknown
When you saw me, as a child, being so alone,
And exploring, zealously, the butterfly zone;
You observed me observing the birds and the bees,
Did you know that I flew far from the farthest seas...?
You named me: 'nature lover', 'true child of nature,
Did you know, yet, I was my own legislature?
When adolescence, from my childhood, was leaving,
You found my physique and psyche slowly cleaving...!
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'Cast', you said, 'color'; and, thus, slowly isolated,
In the name of sect and creed, humans you hated;
When I took the name of the poor, you spat at me,
Don't you know to wash, myself, I have a vast sea...?
Political, cultural, vices preputial,
The paths I've traveled have been cruelly crucial;
Did I not stick to my ground, not seeking solace?
Wasn't your endmost accusation: 'he's lawless'...?
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Didn't Socrates drink the poison with passion?
Did you spare Jesus, the zenith of compassion?
I stood alone like the sage-like saints; I still will,
I am ready; Is it me that you chase to kill...???
14 April 2023
BECAUSE I LIVE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
Rhymes Checked At: Rhyme Zone
Syllables Checked At: How Many Syllables
Cold Day and "Bluesky Social"
This morning, pale sunlight entered
didn't stay left behind on a cold day in a blank
a bedroom that has never seen sexual activity
or a hidden ******** under the duvet
in a bed solely made to sleep in
This was the first winter day, cold and lacked
a promise of a tomorrow with cold hands
wooly socks and dressed in old pajamas
Last night, he had become a member of
a newish site that aspired to be posh
for people with odd work titles like assistant
manager or some other job descriptions
like they have those who answer in a letter
to the Guardian, knotted posh writing, and
a self-regarding attitude
I can't send in articles unless I have seven
people to follow, but I can comment on stuff
in a cultural manner and lack of irony
SUN KISSED
I live on the continent of Africa,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa under a fierce, blazing sun,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa where the skies are brilliant blue,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa where our oceans are savage,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa with its glorious white sandy beaches,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa, where the lion, king of the wild roars,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa, a continent of beauty and diversity,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa, a continent of emerging cultural talent,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa, a continent that can boast of it's heritage,
I’m sun kissed,
I live in Africa where we have vast deserts,
I’m sun kissed,
I now live in South Africa, our rainbow nation,
I’m sun kissed,
I belong to Africa and its people,
I’m sun kissed.