In avoidance of pain & turmoil
I free myself from stubborn resistance
if Zeno of Citium were my guide
I’d fly, I’d glide, I’d know,
the natural order of the universe
instead I tumble where perception
lacks & tiers collide, I ride its waves
through chambers of vibrance,
scaled up or down, heaping hues,
strapping shapes & piercing patterns
of visual vignettes, graffiti graphics
toward tangency, I roam
rows of layered loops sorted
clarity rings forward, there is
a center piece lotus flower,
its wafting pollen stands still
as its petals protect me from falling
Electrolytes spark spasmodically
oscillate, bursting braincells
designs designate higher plains
I thirst for more euphoric phantasmagoria
& chase this balm through twisted tangles
& wiry webs of rebirth, a new existence calms
where soul separate from flesh explore
near death’s domain, a non-existence
free from outside influence
from stubborn resistance
fatigue & fallacy is painless
& in this immortal matrix,
I am faceless
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
Pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse
Echooooo, echoooooo, echo
Echo, echo, echo
Shimmer, shimmer, shimmer
Shimmer, shimmer
Pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse, pulse.
Tic toc, tic too, tic too, tic too, tic too.
Throb, throb, swoosh, and glimmer
Humming drones craft sparkly saucers.
Blip, blip, blip, beeps, beeps, beeps, beeps
Resonate and oscillate. Vibrate and pulsate.
Undulating Nebula. Reverberating pulsar.
Wailing Quasar. The throbbing void.
The Cosmos echoes. The Cosmos glimmer.
Shhhh. Shhhh. Shhhh. Shhhh. Shhhh.
Sizzling singularity whispers the secrets.
Of the wailing Heliosphere.
Flaring pulsar with whooshing voids.
The chiming zenith balances rumbling singularity.
Surge, shimmer, wail, whisper, flare, and rumble.
The moon beckons you with its beams.
My UFO shimmers as it drifts into the mystery.
Shimmer, shimmer, shimmer, and sparkle.
Reverberating and gazing at stars.
Echo, echo, echo, echo, echo.
Tic, too, tic, too, tic, too, tic, too.
Whoosh away. Whoosh away.
Whoosh, echo, and shimmer.
The echo rebounds.
The shimmer opens bright eyes.
Whoosh as we fly high.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The rusty chains still sing to me
of summers lost in lemon tea,
when sky was high and grass was green,
and I could touch the clouds, it seemed.
The wood is split where laughs once grew,
the empty seat now holds just the morning dew~
yet when I push with my phantom hands,
the ghosts of youthful joy sometimes refuse to land.
Oh, let me swing once more! Just once! And then
I’ll pack up my childhood once again
Until I stumble over time’s invisible gate.
Then my nostalgic feelings return, oscillate.
heart is prone to anticipate
even though life is but a dream
bemused we tend to oscillate
flummoxed by fear patterns that stream
we know we will awake in time
so we are not harsh on ourself
we ascend betwixt bliss beat’s chime
resplendent in the light of Self
Hey! hey! hey
a
come dance wit me boi;
i'm putting on top mai satin shoe now;
hey a
trip away , step for triple way , triple away pirouette trip di lait;
fantastic kiss di toes for mai feet;
mai spirit, mai soul so sweet;
gambol sweetstep onto floor oh, oh;
rollicking, flicker, leap-quiver oscillate;
tip toe
bit 1 2 3
top 1 2 3, 1 2 3 comot right. comot
shift ya hips to hip hip
shimmer shake shake shape, tanda for place. Shake ya hit. Shikena! area to area, bodi, waving as you wearin dem
satin, afro, shoe
2/19/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr
Hey! Hey! Hey
A
Come to dance wit me boy;
I'm putting on my satin shoes now;
Hey A
Trip away , step in triple way , triple away pirouette trip the light;
Fantastic kiss the toes of my feet;
My spirit, my soul so sweet;
Gambol sweetstep onto floor Oh, oh;
Rollicking, flicker, leap-quiver oscillate;
Tip toe
bit 1 2 3
Top 1 2 3, 1 2 3 left right.left
Shift your hips to hip hip
Shimmer shake shake shape, stand in place. Shake your hit. Move side to side, body, waving as you wearin them
satin, Afro, shoes.
2/19/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
Knowing we are spirit, not body-mind,
constant remembrance holds the key,
focus at all times, with bliss beats aligned,
that our presence may remain free.
With ego at play, we may oscillate,
time and again entering trance,
yet befriending silence, thought forms abate
and we soon straighten our soul’s stance.
We may liken this play as but a game,
wherein as both dreamer and dreamed,
mood and mode tranquil, we fulfil our aim,
our consciousness to heaven beamed.
waiting for the crack of dawn this winter day
there is lots of moisture in the air
it's supposed to rain
possibly
storm
be windy
tornado could come
fickle Georgia weather up
then down, just stick around it will change
like so many people in life oscillate
Tamas cajoles us to stick with routine,
whilst Rajas as the cauldron of desire,
seeks attainments which are as yet unseen
and so we oscillate until we tire;
then Satva gentles our heart’s raging fire.
The gunas three twirl our ego around,
though the light of our Self is never bound.
The gunas three represent our soul’s modes,
being darkness, desire and tranquil peace,
each taking us along different roads,
wherein the right choice secures soul’s release.
It is not denied that we’ll oscillate
but by making steady our heart’s resolve,
ego spawned desires then no longer bait
and holding God’s hand we slowly evolve.
Whatever comes and goes is unreal,
so sagacious souls hold steady focus,
on flame of love holding promise to heal,
propelling us along heaven’s locus.
We have been bestowed with free will to choose,
sloth, rage or light as flavour of heart’s muse.
One before the why
Neutrinos dance, the tenet
Encoded gem I
Hopi hydrogen
Unified twins, Gemini
Numbers, count by staff
Divided even
Release the energy chi
Equal scales by 2
Decide upon one
Y photon will equal c
Energy Ion
Arc flight of eagle
Ram or goat the choice be I
S- Martics be arc
Oscillate on thoughts
Fermions amount to sum
Quantum quarks made you
Unified field net
Alpha the numeric n
N number alpha
Tau weight equals au be you
Unit be star Q
Mass measured by staff
Set started on go
Catapult be to the stars
Independent Star
Electrons are a
New negative light of one
Cascade reason why
Elect charm at end
2 by way of the release
Infinity roar
Now finite beyond
For I am born one with sun
It’s all inside you
None but bold be the one Thoth
Inside the fire be one
Together be the ocean
Yet the ocean be drop too
By Steven Willis Henderson
6/23/25
Instead of isolation
consider oscillation
Proof positive
is clear to see
It all boils down
to frequency
Which of these words
hits close to home
a metronome or
garden gnome?
Their differentiation
lies in oscillation
Metronomes oscillate
tick-tick-tick
Garden gnomes isolate in
s i l e n c e
s i l e n c e
s i l e n c e
Will tick-tick-tick
define your life
or silence filled with
fear and strife?
Proof positive
is clear to see
It all boils down
to frequency
Instead of isolation
consider oscillation
Live life one tick at a time
Meter matters as does rhyme
Situational awareness
Won’t protect you if you’re careless
How much better at day’s end
to be found kind
Feeble are senses and muddled is mind,
bewildered in this world of illusion
but by shifting to heart, loving and kind,
clear light dawns, erasing our confusion.
Love is the litmus test, which we employ,
though we confess our thoughts do oscillate,
so at times wayward ego does decoy,
for in this realm, we’re far from heaven’s gate.
We are Your child, tempestuous and wild,
so guide us dear God, with your healing hand,
that our words then be both loving and mild,
radiating divine light, as You planned.
Breath by breath in life, each moment we start,
recognising that You dwell in our heart.
doubts that arise
are beheld in surprise
signalling we are dreaming
in such thoughts so streaming
if we would have God appear
then ego must disappear
thinking process end
for soul to ascend
though we oscillate
in time thoughts abate
load on our heart lightens
throb of magnetism heightens
Shine Bright O' Golden Pen
To Empower & Inspire The Masses Of Men,
Burn Ever Luminous & Blaze As The Sun
And Let Thy Ballpoint Scintillate Like The Chosen One,
Fill Thy Longhand With Prestine Manuscripts
To Great Endeavors That Shall Sail Afar Like Ocean Ships,
Guide Thee To Depths Unknown
When Many Are Lost & Have Lost All Hope,
Illuminate Thy Ink Scrolls For All Of Time
With Knowledge & Wisdom & Light Divine,
Oscillate The Great Duality That Always Was
And Let It Transcend Through The Sword That Descends From Above,
Infuse Thee With Essence As An Emerald Stone
So I Shall Articulate These Jasmine & Fiery Poems
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