Apples, apricot, blackberries, biscuits
Children ! Cheese cake, donuts, dozen drumsticks
Enjoy eating : Food for friends - fellow , fun !
Got guava- grapes ? Have hotdog honey- bun.
Irish Ice-cream ! Jam - jelly , juice in jar.
Jack, Jill, Junior John , jubilant joker !
knife in kitchen : Kids in knickerbocker.
Lying lazy lovely little lizard :
Laughing loud lion -lioness - leopard.
Micro- macro- minimal-maximal
New- naval-nascent ! Oblate or oval ?
Ostrich offered old owl, olive - orange !
Proud peacock playing prompt pretty plumage.
Quiet queen : Rabbit runs, restless rapid.
Swift squirrel ! Soft snail showing so slow speed.
Top topples ! Uncle under umbrella !
Vintage vehicle visits village - villa.
Wow ! Wonderful ! World wide website was won.
Yellow yak yawned in zing at zig- zag zone .
You made the right choice
Sign right here, be a pal, oh..
One more thing can I ask?
Though I know I seem shallow..
Could you just click a like?
Or a heart, that would do
I don't wish to impose, but
It makes our friendship SO true
Then I'll visit as well
Send our numbers to maximal
I do love you and this is
In no way transactional
You can stroke me and hug me
With your words affirmational
My reply will be Shakespearean
Or at least dissertational
When we're done with our tags
Or the half dozen kisses
With the hearts and the stars
Loaded high with best wishes
We can sleep safe and sound
As with nuclear fission
There's nothing to fear
From our popularity mission
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What’s captured my interest of late:
the notion of maximally great.
Some may find it odd
to talk thus of God,
but it’s part of an age-old debate.
Saint Anselm got off to a start;
got expanded upon by Descartes.
Then Kant came along,
convinced they were wrong;
the God proofs took a shot to the heart.
Anselm, you’ve heard of, I trust,
stated positively, being must.
’Twas Edwards, you see,
said non-being couldn’t be,
parrying Immanuel’s thrust.
Variants have surfaced since;
Plantinga is pretty intense:
discussions unfurled
into possible worlds,
and maximal excellence.
In the end, it all comes down to you;
possibility: a thing to work through.
With regard to reason,
one commits no treason
in accepting the premise as true.
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An interesting article on the subject can be found at:
https://peped.org/philosophicalinvestigations/article-plantinga-ontological-argument/
My thoughts are unintentional,
But all assume it to be unidirectional,
They want me to be Sensational,
Expectations are on their maximal,
Dissatisfactions must be gradual,
A life is beautiful in general,
If Nature is seen as referral,
Why people find it different and unusual?
Perhaps, fails to understand the fundamental,
So life seems to be exceptional.
Loneliness prevails and become universal,
Hardly a try is attemped for its removal,
Cleanliness of body and mind of each individual,
Should be used in our daily manual,
Hard but let's become spiritual.
There's a vast bare land afar
Blanketed with dry brown sand-dunes.
A brown ocean with no moisture in its heart
A land bereft of rivers and streams.
The home of dorcas gazelles, blind skink,
Camels and chuckwallas.
A pool of sand characterised by meagreness precipitation,
Maximal drought and intense solar radiation.
A land clothed in simmering pools of mirage.
Yes! it might be barren, yet it's not devoid of life.
The saguaro cactus, Mexican poppies
And the wild flowers are all a part of the beautiful life
hidden in the desert.
...Stranja...
Sand falls silently and relentlessly in a steady steam
from the top bulb to bottom bulb through hourglass neck.
Sand grains tick the seconds away as they flow,
forming an inverted cone-shaped pile.
Excess tumbling down the sides
of the sand hill below.
A gaggle of grains
disordered
in time
pause
waiting
for flip-overs
to flow in reverse
back to whence they came.
An endless cycle of flip flops
marking the passage of time when
time began with the big bang explosion
when order in the singularity was maximal.
Extreme order shattered in a surge towards more disorder,
with time, the marker of endless fate to increase entropy.
Love's Atmosphere
A deep pulsation
A Musical beat
Produced by heart
Through love
Body's dance
Enjoyable sound
A smile is built
A steady feeling
Attention paid
Watch the growing
Seasons change
But neither cold
Nor burning heat
A proper level
A ceaseless breath
Love mounts
A rapid escalation
A maximal stage
Heart's joyful beating.
Drencho POET Loads
The Echo of Love
after that loving touch
I began to speak Dutch
love turned maximal
no denial
the heart made a sound
a feeling of feeling proud
like the river Nile
flowing more than a mile
tears were a must
of joy flowed so fast
without any delay
but a word I failed to say
I felt secured in love
peacefully,
like a peaceful dove.
Drencho POET Loads
The ultimate consciousness is strong at the base
But what is beyond it in celestial place
Like a beacon for souls in space
Like of divine it is the face
Blue and silver yet never melancholic but vibrant and alive
Towards perfection it does not need to strive
It has incredible power and drive
The kaleidoscopic beauty of colors of the soul will arrive
Words I cannot lace to make it plain
But the wonder of Milky Way is insane
It is not easy to explain
But it is like snow of million colors crystals that million hues and forms retain
It is definition of unknown without reference point
It is maximal from most profound nonlinear word’s view point
It is by divine anoint
It is what soul wills appoint
Like a thousand trumpets it plays its tune
Discharge of electricity weaves very time this afternoon
It is the depth of unknown itself mesmerizing power of spiritual typhoon
You will see it not on dark but the other side of the moon
Stone winds are all in place
Filling entire surreal space
They are as if by divine grace
The mind they have in embrace
By stone winds number soul percolates through abyss
From there it continues to percolate until it reaches final bliss
Where by Goddess she is given a kiss
With cave of elements acting as to mouth of abyss epiglottis
But what if this bizarre percolation
Beyond imagination
Is just an element to next soul’s formation?
And this process continues until it finds per maximal dimension’s location
ALMOST
Early afternoon shadows meridional
Not quite minimal
The heat not quite maximal
Donkeys not yet in shade as usual
Flowers not quite wilting and dismal
We sit hand in hand - two equal
Not quite yet one and eternal
Penetrativity –assimilation- is a measure of how an individual accepts-receives
information-data. The rate at which information is being taken in-received through the
process of permeation for the process of interpretation i.e. a measure of the depth of
receptivity-receptiveness and reactivity of interpretivity. Penetrativity is used to
measure receptivity.
Expressivity- Action – the rate at which an individual gives out-sends out information
which is thought and supposed to be after full-maximal reception which affects
interpretation and then with patient meticulous-careful responsiveness guided by
assistance and dictation of reception, brainstorming of interpretation and finally
total-maximal reproduction. How an individual executes an interpreted information .
Sensitivity –reactivity- is a measure of the rate of how an individual responds-behaves in
order to-in an attempt to give out-send out information-data received i.e. the
preparation/s made in an attempt to divulge an interpreted information-data. It is
considered when measuring the rate of expressivity. This happens immediately after
interpretation.