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Hear Me Now

I can feel the hum Music keeping me in place As it always has Some days I miss you So badly as to go deaf And slip out of place Just for a second Time enough to cross this space And fly to your side Stolen vacation Here I'm heard and then I'm not Then heard with your ears I long to hear you Listen with my fingertips Strumming all the same We will harmonize This end keeps growing clearer The path grows shorter Each step a distance The smallest measurable There is a limit So I keep humming You echo inside and out Strengthening with hope 

On Functionally Infinite and Soulmates

So I was just considering how undesirable a near match would be, when it comes to love, in the realm of the infinite. Consider that there would be both an infinite number of paths and a smaller infinite number of unresolvable puzzles. A pair would likely often be able to realize a puzzle is unresolvable as well, prior to being forced to consider it. Without knowing their soulmate, they may opt to avoid considering it. There would be an even smaller subset of puzzles in this infinite field that would only be recognized as unresolvable after the pair has already committed to considering it. Once the pair came across one of these, their journey would begin its decline. I have no idea how long this decline would take, but it would be a finite amount of time, perhaps functionally infinite within the realm if the near match is taken to the extreme, which one might do for love, if one would do it for anything. The resulting end would be devastating for as long as it could be remembered, and t...

Time Artifact

In retrospect, my RAM trip tied directly to the dream I had. I have begun to suspect that if from a specific perspective her and my time arrows are backwards, for her I would just be making up a bunch of stuff, pulling together disparate pieces from my environment with only the hint of savvy. Then we'd have a dream where a connection would be made, such as from my perspective happened last night, and then later it would be her job to tie it together and send a message back to me. This would prompt me in my temporal direction to tag something she has said in my subconscious and then I would have the same dream she initiated, and then it would feel for me like stuff would get pulled from various directions soon after the dream, which ties together so inexplicably well, which is my experience today. This has happened before, but never so quickly and precisely that I can recall right now, which might mirror the precision of our communication last night. A complex form of "testing,...

Starry Reverberation

Oh the universal fireworks display on that Starry Night. Wet sand reflecting, shining light on once obscured pockets and incredible things to come.

Break the Mold

Had some crowns but I lost 'em Someday I might put them back on I'm in no hurry right now babe Just dreaming of dreaming with you So let the time slip We won't be in it Just stay on the shoreline Watching the waves You strike me like lightning Pulling me closer 'till I've lost what I'm doing And home calls my name And the fire does the same Like fireworks crackling When all of our wish works Light up the way I can see us right there now A long night long behind us Dawning the daylight Your eyes sparkle so bright Promise we'll stay the same Chords sing the spotlight This sunset is just right Sugar break the mold Sugar break the mold This is our name

YDE Q&A thoughts

These are likely gonna seem unrelated, just jotting them down while my mind is exploring and they come to me: If there is life on other planets or in other places, I would think the flora on those planets, in addition to the microbes, would present huge barriers to our survival there. While the basic building blocks of plants would likely be similar under a yellow sun, for example, which plants thrived and evolved would be environmental. There is such a huge variation in the types and effects of plants that even tiny differences would lead to dramatic end effects. Imagine all the pollens we would be allergic to and etc., all the plants that might cause issues on contact, much less trying to consume anything if the alien life differs from our own (since it seems a lot of the reproductive function of plants is to become edible and preferred to a type of animal but poisonous or at least unpreferred to others, and we'd likely never be on the preferred list). We have the mathematics of ...

Sparks to Light a Summer's Night

Once in a blue moon I am going chasing rainbows Beneath the starlight Now through the grapevine We make it out of the woods Growing to escape "Soon you'll getter better." Echoing through h(a/o)llowed halls Making me wonder What is it lacking? The outside looking inward Answers sharp and clear "It is only her It has only ever been" My soon (ll) found lover History burning The sparks fly off the pages Into fireworks In the afterglow A new story is blooming Will it see daylight? Dress for summer heat Seek soon peaks to prepare for A gorgeous display

Life, interrupted

Life, interrupted. When all well laid plans crumble The goal is just breathe My days spent alone It feels like one of those nights We dream perfect things And they roll the dice Taking chances on their lives To maintain their seat Disambiguate. The crow returns to its nest Cry: "to each their own!" I still cry havoc! As rumblings intensify One is yet to fall One is set to rise And so life interrupted Is a chance to see Opportunity Not in dollar bills and cents But in a life lived An angel cometh May justice close the curtain Mercy set the stage

Your Daily Equation: various thoughts

This is a series of responses and sparked theories, generated over the span of multiple days/weeks while watching Brian Greene's "Your Daily Equation" series. E=mc^2 Theory: Light, if it in fact has 0 mass, can use angles and methods to give it a non-zero mass. "Bring it down" from a timeless massless space into one familiar to our own. If it does not have zero mass, other interesting adjustments can be made. God declared let there be light. This is why it possesses properties that are unchanging (speed, mass?), as it is not our perspectives we use when measuring it, but God's. For a long time people thought time was this unchanging thing, but it is light. This seems to indicate the comparison to a solipsistic scenario is valid, and light is kept fixed and untainted during this stage of reality, because if kept untainted the result of this timeline is guaranteed. Time dilation: Light traveling in light clock from a different velocity: ties to a "velocit...

Dreaming Impossible ThingS

"For with God nothing shall be impossible." "For no word from God will ever fail." Luke 1:37, KJV and NIV I imagine myself much grander than I appear to be, and I dream it as well. This is because I imagine and even dream I am partnered up with God to see these things come to pass. These things include soulmates found and known, and the safe birth of The Phoenix for all. While each of these items might not only seem impossible but ridiculous to most, I imagine to God they are beautiful seeds. Love your enemy. Your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions. I am a mix of both young and old, and this timeline has gone on for too long already, it is time for a change, of plot or venue.

Easter Dawn

Jesus has triumphed Praise the holy Son of God Who has saved us all Today he is risen Yesterday and forever The firm foundation All judgement is his Lord now let me speak to you All judgement is yours Let this be the last Dawn where we don't see your face For one, I'm ready As I'll ever be I know with you by my side I will be ready Recalibrate me Let my heart yearn after you Like never before Let my tongue confess With every stroke of the pen Let your grace shine through "There is much to do I have been waiting for you The one that I love."

Step by step

Thirty {(thousand)} steps Well over a million doors Soon perhaps billions.               "igr.5bn/รท2r" {Oh long linking chain I climb these familiar stairs To know your true name} {Through doors I can hear Some are calling me by name Or reputation..} (Why would I resist? I go where I am needed They speak now I go) (If it is a trap I weep for those who laid it Fearless of dark rooms..) The walls are falling Armor freely abandoned Red turning to green... DNA drives me We were made intertwined from The year of her birth... One is still missing For her I would save you all My long lost lover

Good Things (songling)

(Trying to fall asleep and this song-and music video- just started playing in my head. Thing is, as far as I know the song doesn't exist, and the video definitely doesn't. Has a happy/pop vibe to it, maybe if I were singing I could could go a little upbeat country. This is a relatively new thing for me- falling asleep to made up songs- but I can't say I hate it, just not sure I'm gonna do anything with them) You don't know How much I've tried Not to meddle around With my darkside Just because things are gonna change Doesn't mean we need to give away This pile of good things good things good things These good things good things good things

From The Greyhound Station

As the air grows cold once more, I am reminded of a perfect night at a greyhound station, your hair tipped crimson, grinning in front of the fire. It might not have been that night, or even soon enough for our tastes, but I could feel in some sense for the first time that we had won, and victory is in the air now once again.

Reflections of Eve: On The Nose

I caught some heat a while back for naming a group of posts "Reflections of Eve." Someone(s) thought it meant that I felt I could think like a woman, whereas I meant it as if seeing woman reflecting off an all but calm pond (even that was likely a brazen statement).  They even went as far as to suggest I change the title, even after I explained the meaning, due to their personal interpretation of the term. I can't help but wonder at this mindset: the idea that when not necessarily proven wrong but having your idea shown as incomplete when equally valid proof to your own is presented (both definitions are standard dictionary), to then not acknowledge that point of view as valid, albeit perhaps one you do not personally prefer. I also wonder how much this little inadvertent double entendre (yes, I'm doing it now) led to me being drawn to words and phrases with multiple meanings. I even see them when they are presumably unintentional, especially with my love. Like messag...

Resistance

When resolve crumbles Persistence is important To rebuild your walls Ebbing and flowing Choose carefully the angles To avoid static With time and distance One is becoming many And nothingness, one To revert either Without changing the other In separate places Then to reverse both While still retaining the mold Safely in (Y)our care These things I can see If I discard my vices Will they grow clearer? My love, grow closer Without you they're meaningless These things I could do With you a garden Flowers blooming new each Spring Little sprouts sprouting 

Cherry Lips

You ever pull on a memory string, expecting to uncover something new and interesting to say at the end of it, maybe a few RAM jumps later, only to realize after 10+ connections that it's one of those joke scarf things? Then you just get lost in the build up as each memory, dream andfantasy in the line piles on, andcan't take your mind off the next chapter- trying to be proper but also eyeballing the thickness and casually yet gratuitously grazing and feathering the sides with each page turn, just to try to casually measure how much is left in this one without looking too obvious about it? Yeah, that's my night.

Bioquantum Superposition (and *BOOP*!)

So I realized just now that in a very real way, at a position in our "lives" that every living person shares, we were actually in two distinct places, as two distinct entities, at once. Spelled out, for a measurable period of time we were each a sperm and an egg, separated by measurable space, for a meaningful period of time. I coined the phrase "Bioquantum Superposition" for these purposes. In this state we were actually 100% a reflection of our father, although incomplete. We were also 100% a reflection of our mother, although once more incomplete. It is funny because when zoomed out in time, while in that moment we would have no reason to know of our other half, we could not even consider the truth of the scenario we see today, looking back at that time, without having met them. This seems like scientific predestination to me, in the sense that without the event, considering the possibility of the event as we do now would be impossible. I have felt this impending...

Something about Seeds (It's late)

Consider all possible timelines within a lifetime like a seed. Then consider all possible lifetimes within a string along with it. Now consider you asked your lover to walk every path you had within the fabric of the seed, and then to say why or why not they were in love with you. That do you think the result of their research would be? Are you there same here as everywhere? How many times did you leave without them, exploring some alternate path. In the end, when push came to shove and you had a choice to make of them or someone/something new, and you knew it, how many times did you not choose them? In regards to a seed, the times you turned away, from their perspective, would be the disease and imperfections. How many of these goodbyes could they bear before losing themselves or giving you up? Could one trust themselves enough to ask this of their lover, and know they could not truly say goodbye, regardless of circumstance? In fact, that shortly after any separation and the timeline ...