Long Devolved Poems
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Blue Jay
I cupped the fallen fledgling in my palm,
And unwittingly, caused the neck
To retract the mere measure as had
Raised the hand.
Lowering the foundling, the head rose.
Really? I continued. Down, up;
Extend, retract, eyes fixed
Always at the horizon.
Was it the avian gyroscope
Tacking as if to turbulence,
Or since motion can betray
Location - best feign frozen?
(Once they mused about millennia hence
But scarcely would’ve thought that whence
The confluence of Saurian and Simian roar
Could ever have writ so poorly a score
As has devolved to: cheep; rap nonsense)
I shall call you Icarus for impetuousness
Has got you to ground; like your hapless
Namesake, he from tempting high C,
You, before finding your key.
Copyright Paul Thomson 2018
a pitch-shifted or heavily reverberated sound operating in an impossible, dream-like acoustic space
Procrastinating, being evasive noting differences to appeaR to those who
favor your cause. Cannot is a modal verb that restrict the ability to do.
She told me I couldn't be the person she wished
to be with due to her lack of concern for my well being and my male needs.
I asked her could I be more than a date, a concert buddy, a source of reliability:
I asked her if she and I could be more exclusive in our togetherness.
She answered with an emphatic
no I cannot permit you to be so like that with me.Neither have I given you
permission to even think such. their is no outline or structure in our relationship.
We are just roommates with" privy to be kind" to one another"Privy to be kind" doesn't have a standard definition, but it could mean being uniquely aware of acts of kindness that usually happen in secret. A romance is temporary yet special, that's enough for you until I say otherwise.
is a modal verb used to indicate that someone lacks the ability, knowledge, or permission to do something, or that an action is impossible Conditioning a mind for marriage involves shifting from a solo, "me-centric" mindset to a collaborative "we" mentality. Yet the mentality of exclusive behaviors are devolved from the respect of a person. he wished not for her to be the other as he looked to find someone to replace her.
A male is a Bass: a female is an Alto. A fiancce is the female part of a relationship, while a fiace is her male counterpart. Now I doubt if I wil ever marry you as our relationship is only based on convenance not love or togetherness.Just because you love someone is no reason to marry, if I we're pregant maybe, if my freinds cohorted me prehaps. Nut just because I love you and you help provide for me :Sir I think not!
Out-built, humped, and beached, breached by moonlight,
nothing comes out of an old barn unfound.
Engine oil, the fungal fur of time warped wood.
Weather-eaten iron coated by rusted smears.
mouse hairs that rise upon old horse leather.
The green metallic wine on tin cans
a devolved acropolis of tractor parts put aside
for a thousand nights to seek and hide.
Gaskets strewn where tangles bloom.
Nothing lingers long without leaving its print
nailed to the air.
Possum pelts patch-work timbers into skin-deep quilts.
Tobacco smoke and sweat, the turpentine film of the
once varnished, the once cherished.
Treasures bolted to a deathless sleep, well rubbed
tackle and tools harnessed now to a tumbled-down dust,
a sun-frayed flap of light slipping in and out
as if time could be fixed and torn shadows mended.
The Magna Carta changed the rule of law,
That is, what the law was and who it was for,
From being a simple, dashing validation of the king,
To being about truth, reason and justice free-standing.
The Charter came into existence in 1215 with a rebellion,
Against King John and how he forced his will:
He could seize anyone’s cart, steal anyone’s livelihood,
Take their corn to dismiss whatever self-worth they’d tilled.
The barons and churches were given power:
Rights from illegal imprisonment and theft of money;
The church was allowed to worship and theologise,
Until John was not a legitimate monopolising authority.
However, church rights were only important,
Because in those days God was the small talk;
The conversation point and heartfelt social cause,
Such that religion became the concern of the first clause.
The Charter let ordinary people become,
Individual citizens, equal human beings to the king;
Saved them from their position as submissive servants,
Made them represented, and eventually self-ruling.
It allowed for the charging of taxes,
To raise an army of representative citizens,
Fit for the job of fighting and controlling,
Rather than simply enlisting those who were just willing.
Individualism as a pejorative term,
First appeared in the 1830s from the Owenites;
John Stuart Mill fostered and influenced it greatly,
Such that it's now a non-negotiable fundamentality.
Political governance needs individualism,
Albeit not as much as the tories would say;
Existentialism succeeded it and is implied by it,
Because meaning is your call and not the monarchy’s play.
There were many more Charters after that,
And they all specified the ordinary persons right,
To a fair trial and to state justice yourself,
With your imprisonment being your prison officer’s fight.
Rights and liberties pre-exist their enforcement,
And the original Magna Carta admitted that stout;
Gave people their intrinsic worth as human beings,
Created a people-centred land of devolved clout.
Rose gold love cups in a versatile nostrum
Cosmic waves pearl wind vault is strange,
Ephemeral vapors are rising by the podium
Cinnabar meteors devolved from damage.
Cosmic waves pearl wind vault is strange
Delirium tremens yield self-raggedness,
Cinnabar meteors devolved from damage
Smack dab in mid of commodious cosmos.
Delirium tremens yield self-raggedness
A moon-themed warmth glimmering quartz
Smack dab in mid of commodious cosmos,
Her own heart bestows her weather reports.
A moon-themed warmth glimmering quartz
Orphic blue sky echoes in the rose quartz lake,
Her own heart bestows her weather reports
Venus' loving glow shinily in the aeonian sake.
Orphic blue sky echoes in the rose quartz lake
Ephemeral vapors are rising by the podium
Venus' loving glow shinily in the aeonian sake,
Rose gold love cups in a versatile nostrum.
Written: May 07, 2022
I wonder
if marriage could be less of a quarantine
from significant other relationships
and more of a prime relationship
in love's easy and difficult lessons,
growing more resilient as opening out
to deeper and wider resonant caregiving
and receiving,
extending familial relationships
which, in turn,
do not predominately compete for time
but primally cooperate
with our initial attachment bond.
This feels like the opposite
of a marriage model
in which each partner expects,
sometimes demands,
that all attachment needs
for ecological
and theological
and biological
and sociological
and neurological connection
and healthy cooperative reconnection,
communication,
communion will become monoculturally
and magically met
by this one other mere mortal person.
I wonder, sometimes,
if marriage,
cooperative partnership
and management
and ownership experience,
of creolizing multicultural health
has devolved into a left-brain dominant theory
of humane relationship
sustainable only through threat
of punishing non-exclusive
non-supremacist relationships
emotionally isolating,
commodified,
increasingly codependent
competitive lack of healthy eco-political
democratic co-governance.
Could marriage grow not only co-gravitating
bipolar passion
but also dipolar co-arising compassion,
re-connection,
re-generativity,
resonant resilience,
resting in robust health/wealth
yang/yin
universal/unitarian
left/right communion?
Not so much a polyvagal theory
of partnership;
More of a polypathic experience
in- and ex-forming
EarthRooted healthy marriage,
co-empathic partnership,
full-spectral communion.
Yatsar (?????) Asah (??????) Bara (??????):
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abstract
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nitrogen, carbon, boron,---------mixed with a molten, sodium mixture
with desert sand and beach sand
Objective
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to find if the mixture could be extracted and or separated s
Goal
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Develop a method to recover elements from the Cooled molten mixture: economically prudent methods of extraction. Searching through a large amount of material, to extract something valuable, or repeatedly performing this action to gather information of creating material from the remanent resource.Gold- iron-quartz, and diamond particles.
Stumbling Block
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Monetary hinderance. Need more funds to actually achieve such. Equipment needs to be designed fashioned and created. The largest parts and the smallest parts need to be devolved. People with a vision, and an understanding of creation.Creating equipment for molten salt electrolysis (also known as pyrometallurgical electrowinning) requires designing an environment that can withstand extreme heat (typically 450°C to over 1,000°C), severe chemical corrosion, and intense electrical current. Molten sodium electrolysis is an industrial process used to produce pure metallic sodium and chlorine gas by passing a direct electric current through molten sodium chloride (usually via a Downs Cell). Calcium chloride is often added to lower the melting point from 801°C down to about 580°C.Fabraication of equipment and professional development: finding professionals to do a professional job.
Solution
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Finding a company to acquire this information might the development of such can be done.
( devolping a culture to support interest in this area)
Tagalong
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The symbol or the words,Tristenation or Siftanation means to separate fact from fiction it is a term used in this genre.
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The DJ plays wrong songs
for greens
and blues,
blacks and browns,
yellows
and opaquely sacred matriarchal reds,
both natural
and spiritual
progressive parties too all-encompassing
to quickly divest
of octave ageless ending
beginning right with left footed again.
DJ
never learned to dance outdoors
naked
or even organically half-dressed
to impress,
To preach
devolved true meaning,
That pro-life
could not mean pro-death of leg-spread liberal mothers,
whether of their own freedom-loving will
or rapaciously patriarchal
repressing otherwise.
To ride RightMind waves
of cooperative
integral
holonic
MotherEarth primal relationship
revolving sacred DJ spin,
Earth's harmonic resonating song.
DJ left MotherEarth
and sanctity behind
To buy Her up and app,
and inappropriately sell Her
to the highest patriarchal bidder
buying passive market space
margins against Matriarchal
time resilient potential winners.
Quick gaming gains
deep darkly hidden chaos cash valued
exempt from environmental co-relationship
becoming an oxymoron
like capitalist intelligence.
DJ learned his Ego
is his ZeroZone
with no remaining outdoor cherished vision
for realistic Rainbow ReStoring Warriors
replaying LP progressive folk tunes
and stand up EarthRooting improv
for voters and investors
prepared to deeply listen
for outside health committed learning
democratic well-being
constitutional swearing
to spin out greener DJs
with 2020 revolutionary vision.
AWAKENING SLUMBERS
reflect
stark constraints
highlight
the
stillness
a contemplation
a synthesis
evolving
silhouetted
vaguely
transcending
experience
of reality
a repetitive rhythm
to emphasis
the options
in a poetic
dimension
scintillating
giving
stark relief
saturated
& allusive
oblique in
transition
to influence
the ascendant
impetuous
interplay
devolved by the
organic
slight& aslant
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Out-built, humped, and beached, breached by moonlight,
nothing comes out of an old barn unfound.
Engine oil, the fungal fur of time warped wood.
Weather-eaten iron coated by rusted smears.
mouse hairs that rise upon old horse leather.
The green metallic wine on tin cans
a devolved acropolis of tractor parts put aside
for a thousand nights to seek and hide.
Gaskets strewn where tangles bloom.
Nothing lingers long without leaving its print
nailed to the air.
Possum pelts patch-work timbers into skin-deep quilts.
Tobacco smoke and sweat, the turpentine film of the
once varnished, the once cherished.
Treasures bolted to a deathless sleep, well rubbed
tackle and tools harnessed now to a tumbled-down dust,
a sun-frayed flap of light slipping in and out
as if time could be fixed and torn shadows mended.