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Just how small can the smallest things be?
Is there anything even smaller to see?
Down where tiny particles are giants
discovered, observed and studied by science
Does the subatomic go in as far
as the universe's most distant star?
And from even a molecule's point of view
are there things even more minute to pursue?
Does infinity truly stretch both ways
without and within, or let me rephrase
Does the microscopic go on forever
in a vast and endlessly inward endeavor?
Are protons and neutrons the equals of
the planets and galaxies up above?
Whether grandiose or inconsequential
may your regard for each be reverential
For all creation should be held in awe
with its perfect alignment of physical law
From Canis Majoris to a hydrogen bond
and everything in between and beyond
We each are a part both great and small
of the infinitesimal and cosmic all
Little men inside my skull
run machines that make me whole.
Trapped within the storage bond
of neuron chem and thoughts beyond.
Little men with pencil hair
program charts for pain and chair.
Neuron cranes moving protons
up and down -- switching thoughts on.
Little men run all around
one trips the cord -- make no sound.
The cord of life, a fleshy wire
holds angel light and angel power.
And my eye whites turn black
and this little man has his back
against the grey computer.
He gazes out the window of my eyes
and wonders --
"What the . . ."
Feel the silence therein
The stillness of a scent that permeates
The scant wave that reverberates
in what once faithful people called by name a soul
when shaking palsy— tremors the spotted head
the mottled hand
That held once one soft supple youthful shoot
tender as a sapling in its youth
Useful and new as a horizon is to a churning earth.
Beaming rays from ungodly imaginable space-time
Rays, rays, rays promising hope of a new day rousing creatures of the earth into some sort of ethereal daze of comprehension
Beautiful rays passing through infinite darkness
like the slightest shaft of light penetrating the deepest depths of the sea
I was here and you were here
And the unknown chaos that existed before space-time may live with in our DNA ALWAYS Hurtling. Hurtling.
TOWARDS RENEWAL
AND CONSCIOUSNESS
Put the squeeze on heart the promise of life
You too feel yourself taste my page
And introspection weighs heavy
Self-reflection can be your straight-jacket.
Allowing you to absorb the silence
Imbibe silence like the center of a white cloud
Silence of space and the most terrifying distance one cannot grasp—
that circles back on into infinity
All that stillness reverberating in you—
a pebble dropped in placid waters
slowing like a lightening strike in reverse
Inertia tugging away at your speedy protons and neutrons that make you
It perpetually outstrips Nirvana
Even outlives any current form you may be.
You can hear them, choices for you're listening,
you can see their visions if you just open your eyes and see;
there's a difference - perceptibility,
the important versus the insignificant,
within the this and the that -
the truth against the lie,
the judgment of the good and the bad,
the clarity of black or white,
citizen and anarchist, soldier and warrior, loser and hero,
freedom or democracy, republic or state,
mankind and humanity;
the constant flow of the come and go,
the warmth felt between the hot and cold, love and hate,
the ages marked of past and future
in light opposing dark,
of the day against the night,
the moon among the stars,
the atoms, protons, electrons, and the quarks;
the time of yesterday and today,
of work and rest, genius and fool,
youth and old age, birth and death,
the measure
of what I do and do not know,
the divergence of the fork in the road
of right or left or going straight ahead;
the line that's straight and wavy,
the walk and then the run,
the melody without words, that simply hums,
the voices in whispers and shouts,
of laughter and tears out loud,
the ears waxed and deafened over time,
that do not hear, that never understand;
the eyes that do not see, hazed or blind,
unclear between you and me,
the woman and the man;
the choices of yes or no,
never made, forever delayed;
the reality that lay come whatever as it may,
in the perception of fate and destiny
it all comes down to deciding or wavering
in the difference of the this or that.
"Likers gonna like" I heard her say
An odd twist on a more familiar saying
An optimistic maxim worth relaying
Perhaps I ought to pass it on today
"Likers gonna like" you heard me say
When you had shared your upbeat point of view
And wanting to give something back to you
I shared this phrase as you went on your way
"Likers gonna like" he heard you say
As you observed his selfless act of kindness
Towards a stranger troubled by their blindness
Your simple affirmation to convey
"Likers gonna like" she heard him say
When he learned she stood up against some wrong
A torch of optimism passed along
And so it went like that throughout the day
Thus equilibrium of energy
Like protons and electrons balancing
We each need positivity to bring
A balance to life's negativity
The laws of attraction, rules or abstraction?
For keeping life in check and at bay.
Is love and the divine merely centrifugal force sublime
and God a form of magnetism, attraction that sways?
If we look deep out our own focus and sweep
our ability to grasp and construct
Within our own cells the laws of the universe tells atoms and electrons orbiting away
When it comes right down to it, all things are constructed through it and all energy, light and why not love are born this way ?
For if its the transfer of might, that creates light why can't God in the universe be "love".
So love is attraction, and centrifugal force in abstraction keeping things moving together through space
And an exchange of ideas is merely mutating your molecules as I steal or bring your electrons to excite
And neutrons and protons the defining chemical phonemes the very base of our simplification of all...
For we are all little worlds of whirling galaxies through space and time waiting
and evolving to share energy and become one for a while
changing the very elements of your being
And we move through space, never remaining in place to go on throughout history evolving human kind
the mystery of life and love, laws of attraction - Artimus (C) 2006 Started in 2006 completed in June 2023 Susan Manley
Have you ever considered just who God can be?
First, He is Creator of everything we see.
He created 3 heavens, in the highest is his throne.
In the middle spirits move and the last is our home.
He glanced down from his throne, into the black of night.
By his only voice alone, He spoke and created light!
Protons, neutrons, electrons, how quickly they scattered!
Forming atoms which the building blocks of all matter.
Moon, planets, stars, sea and the sand.
Like a symphony came together, just as He planned.
He reached down, took some matter, & made a flesh Man.
Blew his life into the lifeless form in his hand.
"I AM your Father and the woman you'll soon see.
You'll always be, very precious in my to me.
You will betray me and your spirit will die.
I'll never give up on you. I love, that's why!"
He is our Creator, Sustainer, Healer. He is Love.
The One who knows all, see's all, who sits high above.
Merciful, gracious, righteous and He is just!
Humans WILL fail you, but God you can TRUST!
All powerful and is everywhere, from Him comes all things.
The Bible declares, He is King of all kings!
His essence is Spirit, we are life from his breath.
Which he can rightfully recall at our moment of death.
He's Alpha, Omega, First, Last, Beginning and End.
Creator, Rule-Maker. Father of women, children and men.
Always was, always is and always He will be.
The Source of all existence. The great I AM is he.
Next time in the night, see the stars twinkle and cry.
"He made us for you! Him how could you deny?
The words in the Bible gives life to the spirit of man.
He spoke to simple people and said "Write my Plans!"
We should all seek His strength and presence everyday
Every other path lead nowhere, Only Jesus is the Way!
Have you not known, have you not heard, who He can be?
His understanding is unsearchable, the Creator of you & me.
I forgot
Far away from the sun's prying rays
Shadowed reflection.
Weave a starlight web.
It shines at the atomic level.
With an apocalyptic unit.
Label, explore eternal fate.
Scattered electrons and protons.
Connected with the fairy fire spirit.
Our true humanistic art.
Have the same flow.
Cosmological poetry from infinity
It's frustrating.
Not all are sitting.
Near the hearth.
Mumbles and gestures.
Observing the light trail
Well then.
Some are decreasing.
Deep thought of syntax!
It happened suddenly.
You know they are stars
Obsolete.
Written: June 27, 2022
Are you lost inside nostalgia,
blinded by its call
Self convinced the past is king,
old romance to enthrall
The facts proclaim much different,
in science and the arts
Awareness of what we’ve become,
the most illusive part
What you bought for fifteen dollars,
that CD with thirteen songs
Now can buy the music world,
Ipod’s carry on
The doctor’s diagnosis,
beyond mere life or death
An MRI can then confirm,
and protons will arrest
The scope of human nature,
to hold on and not let go
Ties us to a bill we’ve paid
—resent from long ago
(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2019)
Probably with the most evilest of laughs!
89,000 gold nuclei per second.
Sounds medieval:knowledge and enquiry
based on ancient findings. Findings learned from
Latin and Greek Natural Scientist.
Medieval scientific knowledge and enquiry
precious metal gold was a dream of
medieval alchemists.
Instead of focusing on fixing individual parts,
systemic thinking looks at how everything
in a system is connected.
Have the Mad Scientist of our past made a comeback
through channeling into the souls of these men?
Are they wicked for achieving what Madmen
had tried to achieve for centuries?
Soliste in the power of invention.
Colliding beams of lead
short-lived gold ions.
refine particle-accelerator residue
lead is a very difficult element to make
lose protons and for it to lose 3 of them
to change it into gold requires huge
amounts of energy
These Men are either wise or Mad!
hematite, a iron oxide mineral
found on Mars might have inspired this Madness!
Their are no confirmed evidence of gold on Mars
surface
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Romantic Meal
12 fried zucchini fries
12 eggplant fries
2 cups of brown ground pork
2 cups grated mozzarella
3 cups of tomato's sauce
sauteed onions and garlic
1/4 parmesan cheese
sauteed green bell peppers
sauteed mushrooms
pizza dough
deep dish casserole pan
1 teaspoon of anchovie fillets
1/2 chopped ham
1-2 cups of béchamel sauce
in dish layer dough.
add béchamel sauce top with ham
fried veggies and sauteed veggies
(add fresh basil & Oregano
leaves)
or sprinkle dried basil and oregano
add pareseam
top with tomato sauce mixed with
pork
top with mozzarella and bake
until golden brown serve with
a sald french fries and beer
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