Nodes of our Experience

Nodes of our Experience

We do but Fight
With all our Might
Nothing against Nothing
From whence it Came
Eventually nothing will Remain
Ghosts in this Time
With no reason no Rhyme
Senseless battles
Internal and External
We're amidst wars Infernal
Few can see but lost
In Projections Magical
Illusions but so Fanatical
Awaken to the Perfection
Coemergent Paths Revealed

© JustMe

Frack!

Sunak should get us to Frack,
For UK to have more energy OK!
Else we're in a renewables Disaster
Unreliable for now & forever After.
Sunshine&Breezes will not Sustain.
NationalGrid blackouts will be a Pain!
Unless they get building Energy Strong
Sources of Coal, Oil, Gas & Nuke prolong!

© JustMe

(i).‘NotForGreens’ by Prof.Ian Plimer, (ii).‘ApocalypseNever’ by

@ShellenbergerMD

(iii).'FalseAlarm' by

@BjornLomborg

(iv).'FossilFuture' & 'The Moral Case for #FossilFuels' by

@AlexEpstein

(v).'The Great #GlobalWarming Blunder' by Roy W. Spencer.

Quantumplation

Up, Down, 

Strange & Charm, 

Top 'n Bottom these six quarks, three Generations. 

Electron, Muon, Tau; 

Neutrinos of those same Leptons, but how

About about all those that Gauge: 

Gluon, photon, W&Z, 

Now I think it's time for my bed! 🛏️🥱😴💤

Lastly Higgs, but think I'm stuck in Quantumplation!🤔

© JustMe

We're are all the echoes of our Parents

We're are all the echoes of our Parents, Habits they learnt from Recurrence Passed throughout the long History With places and events some a Mystery They had strived for and Been, The sounds sights heard and those Seen, The banal and marvels, elusive or achieved, Stories of Thoughts and Emotions Believed. Of every being you have Touched. Hearts 'n Minds through events Clutched Each passing moment of time and Space In our never ending angst and Race Another brushstroke on our Canvas. So recognise, to live always with your Best Maybe someday you will look back a Test In the myriad of this entropic Flow We must live and die our Plateau?

Conjecture

The plague of humanity will surely end in insanity

If we don’t look after ourselves, the mind that delves

Deep into our reason for Living and Dying

Realizing that Happiness is not for buying

Spring rains reminds of my departed love

After the long dry days of Spring this Year
The rains arrived, heard the Farmers were Eager
Suddenly feeling goodness at the bottom of my heart
But each blow of wind calls rains to Hustle
Remembering your love where are you now?
Do you feel my mellowed pain inside you
Rain drizzling like sulking heart Pangs
Yet no one understands my loss of You!
Will you ever come home back to me? 
I miss you so much and always knew this day.
Would come between us and Yet ...
I felt Love like our was meant to be forever
Yes the Rain calls and winds know none of this
Do you know or not yourself, are you Alone?
Sweet and warm taste of your breath now Gone
Why do I feel so hurt and still Fear so much 

To never see, feel, touch love your body again
Can't stop the tears of my blinking eyes
Missing you so much, loved you too much.
A love for you that will never fade or end!
Understand my words someone, anyone, you!
Blowing in the wind a lonely feeling of my sorrows
Can I have a words of consolation my darling departed

© JustMe

Pootin invaded

He said they wouldn't Invade,

Lying Bastard just wanting to Evade.

His secret plotting and warmongering,

Over projected Fear all Conquering.

Without just cause from our View,

But from paranoia he did Ensue.

Killing many destroying Property,

His vision against any Polyarchy.

How do we counter such Madmen?

Gangster, murdering enemies a Bagman.

Bidding his time struck a Checkmate,

We were weak and now can't Escape.

TBC

All inputs to realising to Nature

Judging one another seems so Natural,

But in our fake omniscience it's not Factual.

Basically accusing other as not You,

Seeing them from your biased View.

Each has their own inputs Individual,

An illusion of separateness as per Usual.

Appearing without user guide bar Parental,

And environmental reacting to this and That.

Lost in projection away from the innate Pure,

Bring mind home and resting will Endure.

©Myles Doyen