Photon, poison. Photograph.
Fates and Furies, laugh.
Engrave, O my epitaph.
Chart a graph, you chaff.
Hated are the sights around!
All done poor and bad.
Holy ground, surround? Unsound.
That will make them sad.
Garbage rich and decent poor.
Rhythm, rock and roll.
Summoned, system? Are you sure?
Opinion, thy poll.
Competition? But from who?
Faces turning blue?
Hopes of you? Will these accrue?
Fondue, thy stew! Through.
Boredom. How the hours fly.
Time, you do math hard.
Lately I feel desert dry.
Fried in lard? Pulled, card.
Wisdom. Suffering, you rang?
Bite, O boomerang.
Stories told in slang? Taste, tang?
Gone out with a bang.
Clang! O prison gate, why wait?
Wasted lands, be home!
Staggered gait? I've come in late?
Wife out on the loam!
Foam in mouth, O rabid dog?
Slaver, how you burst!
Waterlog? High hog, thy slog!
Came in last and worst...
Replication, O photon.
Atmosphere. Molecules.
Phase, like seasons. Here, then gone.
Tools, tremors, toadstools.
Occipital ridge, troll, bridge.
Billy goat, thy horn.
Pestilence, thy name is midge.
Freighter, fain, forlorn.
Lightning bolt, fruit of the gods.
Eat one and become.
Mycelial, goldenrod?
Mushroom, just stay mum.
Sign of salvation, sea-bass?
Shark, set eyes on same.
Liquid legend, O my lass?
Sure. I'm glad you came.
Tympani, crush. Firefly, flee.
Knock thrice, then flit, thrush.
O behemoth, swim thy sea?
Death, you've had a brush.
Enormous or gigantic?
Titan, which to choose?
Oil on surface, stiff or slick?
Flickering fate, fast fuse.
Race, a trace of turkey wild.
In the corn, my child.
Charnel house floor, stains a-tiled?
Ululate, red riled.
Racket, informed packet?
Data, grow in trees.
Weather, wail. Jail, jacket.
Pain, poisonous to please.
Charcoaled by the flickered USG light,
Crocheting living diaries of rose-glazen silk.
Colossal musings bloom through whispered stillness,
Doppler drifts its waves across sea-green marmoris.
A radiological quest through the wisteria of thought—
The sincere scalpel surrenders, a vow stitched in veins.
Cocooned beneath the autumn leaves,
Carrying the MRI of faraway stars.
Sowing scanned seeds in the ebony chambers,
Remember me when it rains on the petals of purgatory.
I
If each of us is a song
We are not physical
If God sings us into life
We are resurrected beings -
Not physical either
II
You have believed when I talked 'wave'
And 'ocean'
It is the ocean that sings
Waves into existence, rides along
The entire ocean does the 'wave' thing -
Right?
So, too, God experiences through us:
Song, celestial vehicle, or waves
We merge into God, or return to One
Unity in Diversity
III
Appearances are not always accurate about inner reality
quantum mechanics admits it doesn't know a WAVE, or why photons think, decide --
That 'possibilities' are real, physicality not!
You and I are POSSIBILITIES
PHOTON
Light particle photon
in light waves shown
roaming out of sight
on maximum velocity.
Free frolic to fight
with darkness.
04/30/22
Contest by
Image in Light
Images are light
Well an image is recorded
by and in light
Light which passes through a lens to strike a retina or a
photosensitive surface with an attached brain either
physiological or material
to percieve
I could say that an observer gives existence to an image
though this existence is not dependent on perception by an observer In a sense it is like S's cat in a box The image exists yet does not exist
For this percieved image is not its only existential form It exists in an array of photons
never needing to pass through a lens to perception
Many there must
be each a record???
of passing points
in time each point
recorded by photons
An image in light an
Image is Light
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In the beginning, atoms a d photons made a Covenant
"We will always dance, even if with complexity,"
And so it is to this day: from newborn infant
Of human or animal, insect or mineral, electron or selectron
Everything is dancing, inside out
But humans are too busy about the conclusion
No dance rushes to the end, it's about enjoying the steps along the way
In the beginning, atoms a d photons made a Covenant
"We will always dance, even if with complexity,"
And so it is to this day: from newborn infant
Of human or animal, insect or mineral, electron or selectron
Everything is dancing, inside out
But humans are too busy about the conclusion
No dance rushes to the end, it's about enjoying the steps along the way
In the beginning, atoms a d photons made a Covenant
"We will always dance, even if with complexity,"
And so it is to this day: from newborn infant
Of human or animal, insect or mineral, electron or selectron
Everything is dancing, inside out
But humans are too busy about the conclusion
No dance rushes to the end, it's about enjoying the steps along the way
In the beginning, atoms and photons made a Covenant
"We will always dance, even if with complexity,"
And so it is to this day: from newborn infant
Of human or animal, insect or mineral, electron or selectron
Everything is dancing, inside out
But humans are too busy about the conclusion
No dance rushes to the end, it's about enjoying the steps along the way
In the beginning, atoms and photons made a Covenant
"We will always dance, even if with complexity,"
And so it is to this day: from newborn infant
Of human or animal, insect or mineral, electron or selectron
Everything is dancing, inside out
But humans are too busy about the conclusion
No dance rushes to the end, it's about enjoying the steps along the way
In the beginning, atoms and photons made a Covenant
"We will always dance, even if with complexity,"
And so it is to this day: from newborn infant
Of human or animal, insect or mineral, electron or selectron
Everything is dancing, inside out
But humans are too busy about the conclusion
No dance rushes to the end, it's about enjoying the steps along the way
Note: y so many postings of this? See note in first copy below, about the ERROR MESSAGE that allowed the Universe to intervene.
Monoku Series 20220105
I
Big Bang created nothing; just ripples in "dark dark matter" made stars and all
II
Nutrinos move too fast; slow dark matter is without nutrino, photon, atom.
A photon of light enters this dented room
Screaming past my phase of a seared existence
Light escaped through the cracks of imperil doom
Shelled by the dull pounding of acquiescence
Opening the door to times external glow
Beams of light digress extremes that are below
Life increases with virtuous tender flash
Expressionless blinds my every fabric sash
Russell Sivey
A photon that's observed,
Will most always seem to split,
Or bend around a curve,
When directed through a slit...
But when its out of view,
It's seemingly one place,
Either coming right at you,
On its way to other space...
But if it could slow down,
Then we would see the edge,
Where the universe has found,
It's horizon on the ledge...
In a vacuum that's contained,
And sustained by such a force,
That the life that it retains,
Still remain to be the source...
Once the fabric's interweaved,
And perceived to split the tare,
You then only need believe,
That it's existing everywhere...
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