New Anthem

Oh, can you smell the air of our fate and carry on in this realm filled with hate? I can hear the carrion crow as he caws at the first sight of the sunlit globe. I hear the diesel engine roar across the great land of the green and the blue. Land that once belonged to my people and sold for a bead. In the time of wasting blood for soil.

Now we grieve this grave deed and must carry on, so the mother may find the need to save what is left of our beautiful DREAM.........

For ours is not to wonder why. Just float along in this airy sky, filled with dark and with light, knowing we could never give up or fight. For flight was not part of the trade as we continue to break ground on this new age. It will happen as it is intended to be. And, so, while we kill those who we think are our foe, we will end up choosing only to let go.

And, wise you would be not to listen to me. For there is much unlearning to be had. How else can you be considered mad among this wasteland of DEAD? No dread for the weary, we have cut ourselves off. And, pretend to be cheery as we cut their heads off.

Now, to bed with you all and dream of a time where we all lived in peace. That will be the only remnant of this veil of deceased.

My Nervous System

Broken inside for a long time now.
People waiting to take a hit.
You're such easy prey
(for the people you've met).
And, you've only yourself to blame.

Searching for knowledge from within.
Waiting to smash the PURIST mind.
Not as innocent as you thought.
Giving love out, but, not taking it in.
Can't stay hard, now SHARP.
And, you've only yourself to blame.

Building walls to keep the eyes out.
Closing doors to keep the light out.
Shattered ego to the core.
Living with one foot in the grave (5 more left).

Hopeless and helpless and less, useless.
Now the pointed edges cut and everyone
shares your shame.
And, you've only yourself to blame.

If I'm taught it, what use is it?
Useless, I teach it.

A World Apart

Excerpts from Dr Michio Kaku + my take on 4 -->5

If we are flung into hyperspace, we would see a collection of spheres, blobs, and polyhedra which suddenly appear, constantly change shape and color, and then mysteriously disappear. Higher dimensional people, therefore, would have powers similar to a god: they could walk through walls, disappear and reappear at will, reach into the strongest steel vaults, and see through buildings. They would be omniscient and omnipotent.

Light, for example, may be viewed simply as vibrations in the fifth dimension. The other forces of nature may be viewed as vibrations in increasingly higher dimensions. At first glance, however, the four fundamental forces seem to bear no resemblance to each other.
Gravity is the force which keeps our feet anchored to the spinning earth and binds the solar system and the galaxies together. Without gravity, we would be immediately flung into outer space at l,000 miles per hour. Furthermore, without gravity holding the sun together, it would explode in a catastrophic burst of energy. Electro-magnetism is the force which lights up our cities and energizes our household appliances. The electronic revolution- which has given us light , TV, the telephone, computers, radio, radar, microwaves, light bulbs, and dishwashers- is a byproduct of the electro-magnetic force. And, where would we be without these plush conveniences? Believe me, all this had to happen before this moment, or I would never have the awareness that I have now. Knowing that leaving this world of technology behind would be the first step towards freedom.

The five dimensional theory of gravity reduces down precisely to Einstein's original theory of gravity plus Maxwell's theory of light. In other words, by adding the fifth dimension, we have trivially unified light with gravity. In other words, light is now viewed as vibrations in the fifth dimension. In five dimensions, there is enough room to unify both gravity and light.

The funnel of a black hole necessarily connects our universe with a parallel universe. Furthermore, if the funnel connects our universe with itself, then we have a “worm hole”!

Over the years physicists like Roy Kerr as well as Kip Thorne at the Calif. Institute of Technology have found new solutions of Einstein's equations in which the gravitational field does not become infinite at the center, i.e. in principle, a rocket ship could travel through the Einstein-Rosen bridge to an alternate universe (or a distant part of our own universe) without being ripped apart by intense gravitational fields. (This wormhole is, in fact, the mathematical representation of Alice's Looking Glass.)

{edit 12.28.07}
(Thorne is undaunted by the fact that the energy necessary to open an Einstein-Rosen bridge exceeds that of a star, and is hence beyond the reach of present-day technology. But to Thorne, this is just a small detail for the engineers of some sufficiently advanced civilization in outer space!) Thorne even gives a crude idea of what a time machine might look like when built. (Imagine, however, the chaos that could erupt if time machines were as common as cars. History books could never be written. Thousands of meddlers would constantly be going back in time to eliminate the ancestors of their enemies, to change the outcome of World War I and II, to save John Kennedy's and Abraham Lincoln's life, etc. “History” as we know it would become impossible, throwing professional historians out of work. With every turn of a time machine's dial, history would be changing like sands being blown by the wind.)

the mind is so full of possibilities... imagine then what "REALITY" can offer

if these statements based on scientific research can bring about a desire to shift the universe as we know it... (from 4 to 5) what can you do? Bring it on. We have and continue to break the boundaries of matter and consciousness, now, know that YOU can TOO. Dream and DREAM BIG. You are the creator of your own reality.

"Hey It's the Sun"

Your light eclipsed the moon tonight.

It was the experience of knowing the only light at night is the light of the SUN!!!! I remember reaching my hands up as if to grab a rope and pull the light down onto my face and bathe in the rays of that circle. It was beautiful. It was after sh****s. It was altered ego! The light and sound of my life made sense.

Who said "you'll sleep when you're dead"?

As I drift between these moments of air, I wish to sleep, yet sleep is not here. He hides in shadows of dreamless nights and presses down upon my pulse. The beat is frantic and filled with toxic air. But, yet, I seek this enemy of the aware.

I have visited those visions of Cocteau and rhyme for no reason but, to let these thoughts flow. How hollow this rambling on goes and still my eyes of light refuse to close.

It appears as if my wish to let go, would find me in the morning, mourning the moments that I know are ahead for this foolish old soul. Believe me when I say, it all had to happen this way, if there was ever going to be a chance for me to break free from this external resistance, a semblance, a blip on the circle.........that I have SPENT my life fighting against.

List, oh list.....