My Poetic exclamations and other expressions



Shine through Me

Shine Through Me
So, they wonder where it came from, and where’d it go?
A little prodding and poking to make him go, get him to show?
Like it’s some friday night entertainment,
or more nefarious intent
Have you stopped to think of what it would be like
not just for everyone else but for the one with the Eye?
if a lack of confidence is what’s not right
then this world needs my light
Knowledge is what is important, I hold up the candle in the dark
all I see is a simple room. spartan and stark
From here though ripples are made, from quasars and quarks
and what Flavor of Domination can be spun from Strange, Color, Charm and spark
I giggle a little, some reluctant glee, Truthfully, when I see
That good Bottoms are made in a Beauty Factory
That’s enough now, no more Itch Marketing
or pretending a Scratch Ticket is an Ego thing
But if they want to know how I do it
well, put me to the tests, c’mon, let’s do this!
I’ve got some ideas of how it works
but there’s bigger concerns to think of first.
I really do find all of the irony funny
and yeah, I really do want the money
About the song, and who was doing all the talking
Why, it was YOU that was flustered and squawking
and for that question about the lonely night
stop asking me, and take a look to your side
that’s who brought me there, to her utter delight
And a serious moment, for this one’s not mine
but for good people, who thought they lost time
and the lady singing so loud, “This little light of mine”
“You’re so beautiful, and yes, I’m fine”
I can’t make out the rest, her voice is hard to discern
I don’t have much to go on, from you I must learn
if they cant hear what I say,
remember, where there’s a Will, there’s a way
I love to laugh, but this isn’t fame
If I am even close to right, does it seem like a game?
and now I fear the candle grows dim
I can barely see the room I’m in
I hear nothing, no matter how hard I listen
My jaw clenches, my resolve stiffens
if this is how it must be
then by the Dark Energy of Possibility
this light will shine through me!

What am I?

Perhaps the greatest question to be answered is: What am I? Not who, not where, but What. Saying, I am human, or mammal, just requires more definition, the greatest personal answer is when you no longer have to keep defining. I am a collection of tiny pieces, all put together to form a whole, and that whole has an energy I call a soul, or spirit, or consciousness. I am my atoms, and their building blocks are connected, throughout space and time, entangled either directly or indirectly, to all others, especially the galactic centers, where light is often diverged from the gravitational pull and tearing at/near the event horizon. there are photons in black holes that are frozen in time, whilst their entangled counterparts whiz all across the universe, and when those photons encounter something, they instantaneously transfer information to the black hole. Perhaps a black hole could be considered a timeless consciousness… if there are enough particles gathered together, why not? we are just atoms all bound together… It is perfectly logical to say that “I am not conscious” as it is true, each piece is not, however, at some point, those individual pieces hit a criticality, and consciousness is achieved  and only a full stopping of the physical process stops it, or does it? After all, energy is neither created nor destroyed, so where does that energy go? if we are to count the universe as “All”, then like consciousness, considering the number of pieces, which could be called “Not”, means that the pieces are more than the whole, meaning that which is contained within is greater than the sum of its parts. Synergy is when the sum of the parts is greater than the whole, Fractal, lacking a better term (perhaps a vocabulary issue) means the whole is less than the sum of parts. which means that there is a huge potentiality for structure within the boundaries of such a system. If you can have such a system where the pieces are more than the sum (again, lacking a good vocabulary for description) then the capability for structure, especially self similar ones, is nearly unlimited, holding an Infinity in the palm of your hand, like a Serpinski Square, or perhaps things like the Mandlebrot Set can show some of the boundaries. After all, it is the pieces that escape the boundary levels that make all the beauty… continued another day…

#RandomRamblings of a scientist-poet-theist but not deist…

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