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Edward Johannes Poem
Christian Believer Hypocrisy
Kentucky clerk Kim Davis
Use of her religious belief is a mistake most gravest.
While denying same-sex marriage, she is cherry picking the bible
When she grants divorced persons marriage licenses, making her argument not very viable.
Jesus had several times said something about divorce and remarriage. Corinthians 7:10-11 especially applies to Kim Davies who has three divorces and four marriages. Not only is she a hypocrite, she is using religion to promulgate hate. Oh yes, I think Jesus said something about "loving your neighbor" that seems lost on christian conservatives.
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Disciplines of Science
The inquiry of Geology
Differs from Biology.
Biology is about birth,
While Geology is about earth.
I wrote the above poem that was inspired by the following poem written by Edmund Clerihew Bentley who devised this form of poetry.
The Art of Biography
Is different from Geography.
Geography is about Maps,
But Biography is about Chaps.
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Richard Boone,
Thought Have Gun–Will Travel ended not too soon.
Skilled method acting and riding well hid
A loathing of horses he so deeply did.
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The Mountain
Iconic
white peak floats
over the region from Seattle to
Tacoma. Seen easily on clear sunny
days, natures heavily glacially mantled
edifice inspires us to reach great heights, as
we stand in awe of this beautiful sleeping volcanic strato
giant that we have called Rainier, also known earlier as Tahoma.
Written 07/09/2015
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Greater Consciousness
08/17/2015
Imagine humankind in a future time
Could perceive each other’s mind.
What would it be like to do this thing
And the kind of world it would bring?
My insight of what would come about
Probably is sorely lacking no doubt.
But I will try in rhyme to give my take
Of how this will cause a human remake.
Could many brains make such a noise
That your psyche it destroys?
I very much hope and believe it would not
Be the result of so much thought.
Would politicians have to retire
No longer able to lie or conspire?
Could other crimes be in the past,
Criminals finally eliminated at last?
Would freedoms of expression be curtailed
By thought police with info very detailed,
Or would enlightenment reign so not a single jail
Or any form of bureaucracy would prevail?
Would war and armies be gone
Because humankind can easily get along
As misunderstanding and hatred of the other
Is not possible when in mind we’re together?
Would “I” and “me” disappear overnight
As we share all our thoughts forthright,
No longer needing the phone or internet
Would communications be very intimate?
Would science and arts be transformed
As all would be well informed
Of new ideas and concepts in their spheres
Pushing both rapidly toward new frontiers?
Could we travel through one another
Seeing the worlds beauty would we discover
A experience more than just virtual reality
Bringing us together as if one “nationality”?
Would privacy be dead
Every inner thought known unsaid
As we evolve and transform
Could this become part of a new norm?
Could we pickup thoughts of a dog
Or would they be sensed as if in a fog?
Would our perceptions of all life be different,
Much more connected and reverent?
Would we continue to speak,
And if not would it change our physique,
Leaving the world silent, not a word said,
Except inside everyone’s head?
Imagine us beyond our current ken,
Could we finally reach our Zen,
Becoming a greater consciousness thru emergence
As a result of our mind convergence?
Contest:
Mystic Rose's NEW FRONTIERS OR GREATER CONSCIOUSNESS
Explanation:
Three major emergences are known–matter, life and consciousness.
Could we reach a fourth emergent state poorly defined as "godhood" in the west or possibly better defined as enlightenment or awakening as in Buddhism?
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Patrick McGoohan
While in The Village became the Number one shoo-in.
He portrayed a spy in a fix
And will always be remembered as Number Six.
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World Assimilators
More and more to our suburban sprawl
Proliferating roads with rush hour crawl.
Crush of humanity completely unfurled
Replacing an irretrievable natural world
Along with farm lands never more tilled
Buried by progress that’s never fulfilled.
Identical houses lined up in many plots
On biologically sterilized landscape lots.
Residers never happy with their things,
Joneses always having the latest bling.
We look in wrong quarters for invaders
Thinking foreign, possibly alien raiders,
Imaging assimilation coming from afar,
Blind to how much like the Borg we are.
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So awe-inspiring is the night sky
Where a multitude of stars lie.
We can only guess how close these suns lay
Knowing very well every one of them is so far away.
They twinkle through the black of nights
Revealed more fully beyond city lights.
Do they have an orbit of planets
Of gas or more substantial with granites?
Are any inhabited by beings
At night also far-seeing?
Do they wonder, looking at our Sun,
If intelligence is there or if there is none?
Are they better stewards, than we of the Earth,
Of the cradle of their birth?
Hopefully, they very much surpass us
By not having a world damaged by greed’s lust.
I yearn we stop, but fear we continue our foolish ways
Soon to bring an end to our days.
Proving, after all, we're not so bright
Failing to see the light.
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Work Day Homecoming
Dogs lie sleeping,
Homecoming they wake
Barking, what’s for dinner?
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Beyond Mad Max
Australian actor Mel
Phoned his wife to give her hell.
Unknown to Gibson she recorded his rant
And we all got to hear his unholy chant.
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