The Big Bang Theory

The Big Bang Theory
the Big Bang Theory
is simply the embryo
to the sperm
the collision creating the great divide
the change of a simple chemical makeup
the flux that which is in each of us

we look to the planets and the stars
we see galaxies and universes
but we cannot see them as whole

we divided and we conquered our make up
our composition to an extent
but we still haven't unraveled
that mysterious convoluted conclusion
of our parameter into the space, we fulfill

we are just a part of a greater whole
that makes up another being

to say I have a spleen
that bleeds uncontrollably when it is cut
is that not unsimilar to a hole in a star
what within us is that dark comparison
that consumes and regenerates that which it has destroyed
how many light years are we built of?
in our veins travelers from another galaxy and time move

we are just beings within beings
we are bang upon bang
we are the banged
we are the frame
of the universe within us
we are a planet
a component
just as a spleen of the heart is a star
with its electrical energy
powering the rest of our cells
for without it
we would not have the pump
to fill
feed the rest of our galaxies
inside of us are black holes, burned out stars, asteroids, icebergs
and dead space
time changes when you live within yourself
it stands still
as reflection passes and you become aware
others or the clock on the shelf tell you
you were gone much longer than a blink

for daydreaming
can be an escape
into the void
of crossing over
into that being
within us
the travel of soul
the umbilical cord
that links us
to
our selves and that which is within
and without of our perception

I bathe in the light
that I am not alone
that I have million no billions
no
an infinite amount
of creations above and beyond my physical existence

and I too shall share
the knowledge
with those who seek me
from inside my being
that I hear them
just as my God and all his friends
voices that have lingered through his said ears
have traveled through his body to share their introspects
of outside realms and dimensions
so that I may feel my life is worth living
so his/her/its life can go on

my life has a greater purpose
it is to keep me around circling in this feed of acceptance
existence is dependent upon acceptance and love for the greater good of humanity and the enrichment of the lives we cannot see and those that hold us in their hands and heart 
just by simply being me
as a piece of the global local cosmos 

4-15-2022

I’m Singing with the Angels

I’M SINGING WITH THE ANGELS
I have more stars than shine
It is a glorious day of twinkling
The sky
The land
The in-between of heavens
And earth's core
I give my heart and soul
And receive so much more
Replenishment
 
I drink
I bathe
In the beauty
Of the daylight
And I bask in the night
 
The sounds of laughter
Pervade my air
I swim with all forms of matter
I dance
Cajole
Diminish all aspics of character
I am free
I am one
With the universe
 
My body tingles
Goes numb with delight
Yet I am able to tremble
To put down this insight
 
The energy spinning
Around the globe
Magnetism
Electrons
Protons
Neutrons
Atoms are disseminating
Faster than I can blink
My future is looming
As I float with the flow
Thousands of kisses
Carry my body
 
I travel without walking
I want to take your hand
Come join me
In this escaped
And venture into the unknown
Of wisdom and merriment
Words meanings explored
So many mouths removed
For descriptions are too numerous
Ears fallen
Eyes closed
For the energy
Is from within
 
Feel your body fuel burn
And the coolness remains
 
Come travel
Back
With me
To past midnight
And we will hit the reset once more
 
God’s whispers
In the heavens
Golden Fleece
Not of lamb
Strewn across the streets
Choose your paradise
And to it we will retreat
 
Hit the reset
And choose another street
It will be days
In only a blink
 
Hit the reset button
On Downy Street

2-2-2013

Be Mused

I Saw Her Standing There
I saw her
Standing there
Twiddling her thumbs
Crossing over
Between bewildered and turmoil
 
I cast a shadow
In her direction causing her to gasp
Though she did not see me
I knew she felt my pretense
 
A wave of encouragement
Swept over her and she began to walk away
Turning back, she bent down
Sweeping her hand over the pavement
Where her feet had once stayed
 
She placed the bit of unsung air in her pocket
And skipped away
 
I smiled
One more good deed done
recognized

1-21-2013
BE MUSED

building/becoming human

I have seen my sides
inside outside
above and below
the depths of darkness and light
I know all humanity is inside of me
and beyond the grasp I can hold

no longer is bewilderment
a plaything
it is a real thing
to divide and enclose
distill and postulate
turn the wonder into suppose

suppose I could end world hunger
what would I do?
suppose I could feed just one more mouth
from the seeds of my garden
do I share and teach them how to grow?
suppose there is not water for the plants to flourish
how do I acquire it from the sky?

suppose I raise my voice
and feed just one
be it friend or foe
suppose I give it a try
even if it is by spoonful
from the tears I cry
I water my garden and share with a passerby
BUILDING/BECOMING HUMAN

Why are there so many things to love

Why are there
So many things to love
 
The way the leaves slip off the awning
The dappling of sun and lichen on the fence
The scent of earth in the air
The water of moonlight
The gestures of the birds with their song
 
The graciousness of the grass beneath my feet
The crimping of the worm as he walks
The scrolling of bark
The echoes of the wind caressing my face
The touch of cool and warm between shadow and light
The indifference to my being there and the gentle reminder I am
 
The color of copper, orange and gold
The hues of daylight and night
The patches of greens and blues
The indigos, magentas, and violets
The naming and the unknown
The explorations and risks
The future, present and past
 
And so much more
 
And then there is
you
My you
Simply being
you
giving me reason to feel alive
 
when I awake
seeing you
hearing you
 
touching me into living

2-13-2013

it’s back, repairs from a concussion

It’s back
And this time
I was happy
The illusions of the dark
Where there is light
When I open my eyes
And peer into the fishbowl
Of the blanketed world
Under my covers
I made a diving mask around my eyes
With my hands
And dipped my face
Into the illuminated world
Of a 2-dimensional fishpond
Aquarium
Ocean
I could not tell what size
For the depth changed
But I could see
Another form's shadowing peering from the other side
We waved
Somehow the imaged managed to swim through my field of view
To observe study, me
From a close distance
I want to say it was a face
But there were no identifiable features
Just layers of fleshy skin folds in a rose flower swirl
Perhaps it was a creature trying to taste my essence
I do not know
But I understand now
I do not Daydream
I am just sitting with my face at the edge of a pond
Watching another dimensional world go by
And it keeps me sighing
I’m alive
And so are you
I see and feel you
More than I feel myself
For I am just floating
At the end of your world
With my toes in the sands of time

4/10/2022