For some reason, on my
Social media algorithm
It feeds me information
That agrees with my spirit
Or challenges solid beliefs
In order to answer questions
Begging for deeper inquiry
First, to catch my attention is
A depiction of the cosmos
Which is a lot to fit in
On a 3 inch square screen
The wording superimposed
Over the image, read as follows
“There are about 7²⁷ atoms in your body
All are billions of years old. At the deepest
level YOU are the universe in human form.”
Along with a subset graph showing
The percentage makeup of the primary elements
Oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, and nitrogen.
Honestly, I have no clue
If it is “actually,” “true”
After all, it is just a digitized
Picture with clever wording
Showing stars and planets
Atomic symbols for atoms
Filing an outline of a human
To make the representation
Matching the words, but still
What a beautiful sentiment
While the number 7²⁷ of atoms
Seem extraordinarily high
(What do I know, I drive a truck)
The rest of it makes perfect sense
To establish logical proof
Unfortunately, I had time
To scroll through the comments
I’m not quite sure what I’d find
Only to read, many that agreed
Some spiritual, some funny
While others gave credit to God *,
For creating all of it, without realizing
It is all God, all Word, infinitely forever
No creation is necessary, just atoms
Making everything up by changing shape
Through the release and acquisition
Of protons, neutrons, electrons, quarks,
Neutrinos and other subatomic particles
Which the science ** crowd chimes in
With yes, it all started with the big bang
*
“The God excuse.
The last refuge of a man with no answers and no argument, it came from god.
Anything we can’t describe, must have come from God.”
George Carlin
**
“The science excuse.
The last refuge of scientists with no answers and no argument, it came from the Big Bang.
Anything we can’t establish, must have come from the big bang.”
Me
“I am made from the dust of the stars
And the oceans flow in my veins. “
“Presto”
– “Rush”
As I mentioned, I am just a person who drives a truck.
The primary thing you are taught to drive is to
GET THE BIG PICTURE with constant reminding to
GET THE BIG PICTURE in order to be a good driver
From the “Smith System”
• Aim high in steering
• Get the big picture
• Keep your eyes moving
• Leave yourself an out
• Make sure they see you
God and the Big Bang are too small in our collective thinking
Leading to contentious useless circuitous debates and violence
If you knew you were your enemy on any level
That the demon you hate and fear is yourself
Wouldn’t you want to resolve that to be
At peace with you and the infinite cosmos
Here is more logical proof
“All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves.”
– Bill Hicks
Winks and nods
Is a difficult language
To understand
Let alone communicate
As both orator and listener
Have to be simpatico
In tune with each other
On the same page
Seeing eye to eye
On the same wavelength
Intertwined with the
Language they both know
Balancing out the wink
With the degree of nod
Deciphering innuendoes
While competing with
Interrupting dialog from
Onlookers and overseers
Not paying attention to
The winks and nods that
They are speaking in
In order to ……………
Communicate clearly
Your mission,
should you choose to accept it…
Is to acquire, develop, and strengthen
Critical thinking skills through a
Healthy dose of doubt and skepticism
While also engaging in wonder and awe
That one has infinite innate intelligence
To decipher a delicate balance of both
Evolving the mind to higher consciousness
Rooted not in random shaky speculation
But understanding on the deepest level
For experiencing tranquility with the divine
Nor do I play one on TV
Or stay at a fancy hotel
Which is why I am confounded
About the underlying verbal tic
Of big bang theories that get
Presented from alleged sources
Repeated more oft than not
About the birth of the universe
As if it actually happened at
Some point in nonexistent time
Inherently defying all logic at
Every turn, twist, reason, and guess
Depicting projections of assumptions
On absolutely nothing verified
Anywhere in the observable universe
Of even some remote tangibility, save
Putting pen to graphic paper or
Intricate digitized designs
Usually, for some purpose of being
Always shown from left to right
Never right to left or up from down
Just a dot emanating into a cone
Going in one direction outward
Instead of every which way
Scattered like uncontained explosions
Might typically rapidly expand
Riddle me this Batman
If infinity started from nothing
What was it surrounded by ??
Besides, if one went to the “edge,”
Of the observable universe
There would only be more
Infinite observable universe
And, guess what, no proof
Whatsoever of a “big bang”
“Can you deal with that?”
– George Carlin
To keep you away from
Your miraculous divinity
From you discovering you
Who you really are in a
Hodgepodge of chaos
Constantly craving
Inner satisfaction
From external sources
This is fun
Meanwhile, you are a symphony
Of coalescing atoms and quarks
Working magically together to
Form an anthropomorphic form
In such a way that it has many
Sensory receptors to see,
Feel, taste, touch, and smell
The interconnected cosmos
In an observable universe through
The five and many other senses*
That you are not separate from
But are infinitely intertwined
This begs the three letter question
WHY?
For the three word answer
I don’t know
Save for only the most reasonable
Slightly well thought out conclusion
Constantly presenting itself, which is
Experience, for the sake of experience
Or for an alternative suggestion
Entertainment for entertainment purposes
Within each separate distraction
Holds the trappings of money and power
How do you acquire each, or lose both in a
Neverending cycle of loss and gain
Repeated by every bipedal earthling artist
Wearing a constantly changing mask
One worn or not worn in acquiring love
Adjusted differently for each acquisition
From parents, lovers, strangers, authority
In pursuit of the aforementioned premiums
When behind those masks is a
Unique you, above all of the distractions
*
“Equilibrioception – a sense of balance. This is what keeps us upright and helps us make our way around without getting hurt.
Proprioception – knowing which parts of your body are where without looking. It’s how we can type without looking at the keyboard, for instance, or walk around without having to watch our feet.
Kinaesthesia – sense of movement.
Thermoception – we know whether our environment is too cold or too hot. Being able to sense the temperature around us helps keep us alive and well.
Nociception – the ability to feel pain.
Chronoception – how we sense the passing of time.”
– weforum.org World Economic Forum Jan 9, 2017
I love numbers
Almost as much
As I love words
For opposite reasons
Words are as
Fluid as water
Have always existed
As in Genesis 1:2
“Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.”
See, water, words, God always existed.
“// The Word already existed.
The Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
John 1:1
It is all a matter (get it….matter)
Of water, words, God changing shape.
From water evaporating to clouds
Clouds emanating rain, landing
Back on earth, mostly water
With just enough land to land on
Feeding a tree, then cut into pieces
Called wood or lumber, etc.
Determining how it gets used
To become a house or a baseball bat
Built, burnt down, or cracked
Audibly or physically, cool, huh?
Fluid, based on context in content.
Numbers, on the other hand
Made up by words / God
Follow the strictest of guidelines
5 is five as in 2 + 3 = 5 five
Never does 2 + 2 = 5 no way no how
Regardless of how many times it is repeated
4.999 is not 5, close to 5, but not quite five
The other nifty thing about numbers
Is their universality all over the globe
Something bipedal earthling artists
Ought to pay attention to and realize
That no religion, race, or country has
Any more than 10 / ten digits
Which, some have different symbols
But still, the maximum amount is 10
Even though according to George Carlin
“The Nobel Prize in mathematics was awarded to a California professor who has discovered a new number!
The number is bleen, which he claims belongs between 6 and 7.”
– George Carlin
There is no bleen, not between 6 and 7, or 4 and 5
10 / Ten are the only numbers we get to play with
Which is where the fantasy math comes in…….
When the money that DOGE is allegedly saving
Is going to be redistributed to Americans
In the form of a $ 5,000.⁰⁰ check, how dandy
If my gazintas are correct, that would be about
1,700,000,000,000 or 1.7 trillion dollars. Oopsie
How can the federal budget be cut if it is only
Going to allegedly send that money back out…..
My uncle referred to that as trading dollars
Besides, that is not going to happen anyway
Just another wiggling carrot on a media stick
To dangle in front of the MAGA base and others
While a new distraction is lined up to take its place
Like saying no one will be taxed on income under 150 K
Of course, that has never been vetted or checked
For any plausibility by accountants or mathematicians
Just random BS spouted off at the speed of disruption
To keep people looking ahead to nothing for no reason
As easily as occupying a cat with a red lazer pointer
Save changing the buoyancy of useless talking points
Buying everything now, keeping the fear economy afloat
Layering Ponzi schemes so when one collapses
Another one is ready to take its place repeated ad nauseum
The only cash one has is what is in their wallet, cute, huh
While the rest is digitized on a screen or sheet of paper
Meanwhile, people essentially just want to go about their day
Taking care of their family by any means necessary
Even as they pack themselves in like sardines in cities
That have antiquated infrastructures long dead to any
Anticipation of a burgeoning population, while slowing
Can not compete with its growing exponential base
Even though our educational system has never attempted
To adopt the metric system, don’t worry. It still won’t
However, it seems to be readily preparing to accept
Our new currency is ruble or rouble in short order
People will jump at the chance, since $ 100.⁰⁰
Exchanged will be about 8,442.02000 Rubles
The poor and uneducated will instantly feel wealthier
Since their household income of $80,000.⁰⁰ will jump
To 6,753,616 Rubles, over six million Rubles and now
They will be able to afford their eggs again, which
Are going at the rate of 506.52 Rubles for a dozen
Which is still fifty cents an egg, but who is counting
When one is adding things up with fantasy math
As “free” speech
Words are way
To valuable to
Be lumped in with
Anything considered
To be “free”
There are no thoughts
Not attached to words
If you think you have
A wordless thought
Think again, because
There is no such thing
If so, try and describe
A wordless thought
Free speech is an illusion
That can make many or
Even an “individual one”
Irresponsible with words
By intending them to be
Deceptive or malignant
Distracting and devious
Instead, words
Could be clear and accurate
Positive and life-affirming
Words can cost you
Your attitude and outlook
Used ignorantly or negatively
Fear or hate filled, even violent
Depending on context and intent
Words are much more valuable
Filled with hope, love, and peace
Free:
1 not costing or charging anything
– m-w.com
Words are not free
Although perhaps individually they are
It is when words are put in context
Their value and importance change
Also, it depends on who says what
When Shakespeare, Goodhal, and Einstein
Get “quoted” it has much more impact
Based on their underlying contributions
To society as a whole, then anything
Clever and creative, I might manifest
Protecting “free” speech is irresponsible
What needs to be preserved is honest,
Thoughtful, intelligent, compassionate,
Enlightened, heartfelt communication that
Elevates, inspires, engages evolutionary dialog
Emanating from a source of all words…. Word
Of infinite infinity
Is something I could
Think about all
Non-existant day long
While being “Naked on a bean bag
Eating Cheetos” – Ron White
Wondering why beliefs
Transferred into books
Give credence both to
An invisible dude or an
Untraceable beginning
When neither have any validity
Save for words put together
In such a way, creating a
Cute story or vague theory
That their only credibility is
Because it is in print or
Digitally pixilated on a screen
Beyond that, all bets are off
One ought to have faith in faith
Or rather their faith in a belief
Because as words go, that is
Where their invisible power lies
If believing can save Tinkerbell
Imagine what it does for you
Not in the projection of an
Omniscient being rolling dice
Helping survivors of a crash, but,
Not preventing it in the first place
Administering life challenges
Like some egotistical narcissist
Who thrives off of the attention
For the trouble caused initially
“It’s God’s will” – George Carlin
Then, praised for being the cure
“It’s God’s will” – George Carlin
If one has the power for the latter
Certainly, it was there for the former
No wonder some people think
The universe sprang from nothing
Both religion and science cling to
Similar versions and tout either
As a pseudo explanation, that
Does not need any clarification
Other than existence just exists
Is that not miraculous enough
.
Methinks so
What lesson can the
Untortured soul teach
Certainly not how to survive
Only optimism to stay alive
But what good would that do
If the tortured soul is within you
When, what is needed
From the lesson is experience
Which can not be gained
Until experienced
Yet, by its very nature, it would seem
That the Oversoul * must already know
For not only that the experience has
Happened before, it will happen again
Results changing or perhaps not
Altering each new course by
Slight or exaggerated deviances
Led by either randomness
Or focused intent or both
Either way, the experience experienced
Good or bad, essentially
Makes no difference since actual
“Death” is never involved, at least not in
The cessation of having more experiences
“Is death another birthday?
A way to kiss your dreams goodbye?
Do the undead live within us
And look through our eyes?”
“Only The Good Die Young”
– Iron Maiden
I am infinitely fascinated with infinity
Guided by cosmos and questions
Knowing no one can answer them
Accurately, definitely, or absolutely
(Like knowing the speed of a particle
Or its location but never both as stated
In the Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle)
Save by ego driven opinions that
Because some think they know
Or were taught to know, they do
With zero evidence, indoctrinated beliefs
Made-up up facts and contrived information
* Oversoul
• : the absolute reality and basis of all existences conceived as a spiritual being in which the ideal nature imperfectly manifested in human beings is perfectly realized
– m-w.com
I’m not sure if the following has any validity
However, it was fun to contemplate
Every scenario that plays out in your mind
Has a life or death in another dimension
Which may or may not prove Einstein’s theory that
Everything is happening all at once
So when you dive into this dimension
From the celestial green room
Having waited in the wings
To perform your performance
For an audience, or yourself as you
Finished practicing in the mirror
Recovering from or re-celebrating
Your last experience of incarnation
As a bi-pedal earthling artist
Which is when you realize
You are a sum greater than
All of your parts ……because
Everything perceptibly outside
Of you still flows through you
Constantly at the crossroads of a
Projected reality via contemplation
Of what if scenarios and decisions
Perceived outcomes and alternatives
Whilst in that thought experiment
Imagining if then this, then what
Comes next, benefit or detriment
Consider when you “snap back to reality” – Eminem
That any and all of those contemplations
Play out in dimensions you just created
Take on a “life” of their own with you with them
Radical opposites may be suicide or instant wealth
Or as simple as a decision of what to eat next,
Where to park your car, or learn something “new”
Until you physically make a move towards
Manifesting those postulations in the now
Each are occurring concurrently somewhere
Along adjacent strings of alternate realities
Which is just as unprovable as solipsism itself
On the dark and depressing decision of suicide
Plays out the what ifs, if it is really thought out
How does this affect me and others beyond the
Am I only seeking attention because of not giving
Myself the self attention required to grow and evolve
What methods to use might be quick or painless
Or send mixed messages to unintended recipients
Knowing it isn’t the solution as it would disrupt
Other people’s lives and their behaviors because
Infinity would suggest it is all occurring right now
Brooding over what may seem like a last resort
Could also inspire creative, helpful alternatives
The instant wealth scenario also has its what ifs
Flow charts of decisions and projected outcomes
Is it enough to pay off some bills, donate, and buy gifts
Or too much to go crazy with, then end up with less
Will the contemplation trigger inspirations to
Manifest what to do to work towards the results
Of what you may have dreamed about originally
Then, the speculations serve an unintended purpose
Either way, both require some sort of action to
Buy a ticket and wait or pick up a pen and plan
To do what it takes to realize your vision, you picture
After writing the above, I “found” this in a meme.
“According to multiverse theory in Quantum Physics.
Every time you have 2 options and you decide to choose to go with one of them, the universe splits into two parts, where you choose the other option in another universe.”
– Author Unknown
Or was it already always there?
“Freewill”
There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance
A planet of play things
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
‘The stars aren’t aligned
Or the gods are malign…’
Blame is better to give than receive
[Chorus:]
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that’s clear
I will choose freewill
There are those who think
That they were dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them
They weren’t born in Lotusland
All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You can’t pray for a place
In heaven’s unearthly estate
[Chorus]
Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that’s far too fleet
[Chorus]
– Rush
Looking at the world through a windshield. 