Fusion B.C.

On our way
surrounding
existence
is Nature's voice calling
life to sprout and flower
planets alive
shining
and wonders more

Surrounding
are creatures
animal, plant, mineral
sharing Life
DNA
sharing sights
attitudes
sharing wants and mores

Existence
interconnects
so much so
illusion only
spun from ego
independently separates us
I want this
I want that

Nature's voice calls
the grander calling
a mutualism
to serve each other,
each in their own way:
paves roads for commerce,
builds homes for family,
provides electricity.
Many to give thanks to.

Life sprouts and flowers
in Trust flowing to Oceans
the Earth our Bank
that holds us steady
and creates shade.
Fish inhabiting
these streams of mind
While waters one part life
two molecules of love,
and Suns a love machine
synthesizing all creation
through nuclear chemistry,
with you and me pure synergy
continuing that synthesis.
Believe it.

Planets Alive
Shining

Wondering More
below ground
redistribution of wealth
as uranium decays in fission
a splitting of energy
keeping Earth from freezing
while cores rotate
inducing protection
from magnetic rays
a mystery of earthen
banks stability
as trust puddles over it all.

I wonder if Cavemen
had attitudes
spun from ego
or if they served each other
in streams of mind
shining
through mystery.

Cosmos Rare

In my time
quiet things
hide in surprise
near running stream
because designs, working together,
tie spiritual realms
in my simple
questing mind.

Quiet things
surround me
blanketing
wild thoughts
as silent partners
in witness.

Hiding in surprise,
people lurk
shadowing
existence's
forth-rightness
and reward.

Near the running stream
lay places to sit,
fish,
and listen
to Nature's singing voice
calling Peace homeward.

Designs work together,
creating peace
through synergy
knitting through cosmos's
life to sprout and flower
unending in Space and Time
from out of chaos

Spiritual realms
flow from light
and seeded skies
at night
with life in 10,000 places
just as few places on Earth
get no moisture,
but underneath
the planet lives
supporting.

Simply,
the hills are alive
and shape dreams
like stars
shining in skies
though it's a slow life
that takes Ages in deep time.

Questing Minds
need to explore
these wonders more.
The natural world
is full of surprises
as journeys travel
space and mind.

On our way
surrounding
existence
is Nature's voice calling
life to sprout and flower
planets alive
shining
and wonders more

Secret Garden of a Simple Life

In time I'm satisfied
I can build wonders
in my life
for in oneself
is focused synergy
to draw from
for careful work
and profound questions

I can build wonders
without license
as long as I keep it
a quiet thing
in my garden
of privacy

My Life
a capitol thing
full of squirrels
and people
hiding behind trees
spying in soliloquy

In oneself
is potential
to draw out
like water from wells/
while others, artesian springs/
or maybe running stream
with no known source
but running free

Focused synergy
is synthetic energy
or chemistry in a cup
held above
the dictates of gravity
by designs working together
as still as water
or as stirred

Drawing from
our inner wellspring
is a connection
inspired by God
tying spiritual realms
to mundane worlds
where egos reign supreme

In careful work
we can open this connection
anytime we like
with all the complexity
of Star Wars movies/
or in simplicity
of states of Zen,
but will you see
the changes taking place?

More profound questions
bide their time
to questing minds
and ignorant lives, alike
It does no good to push,
they arrive when they like
and leave without much ado

In my time
quiet things
hide in surprise
near running stream
because designs, working together,
tie spiritual realms
in my simple
questing mind.

Life Grows

May we all be
inspired
and led into
Knowing Ourselves
for self-exploration
to cultivate
flowers and fruit
in pursuit of happiness

inspired
life
hope
love
can build
wonders

leading to
more life
more hope
more love

Know Thyself
recommend Ancients
for in yourself
is your greatest ally
for health
wealth
ingenuity
and acceptance

Self-exploration
of motivations
desires
hopes and dreams
can channel your being
into focused synergy
for better resolve
of needs

cultivating
an inner world
creates more to share/
more to draw from
in times of need/
and more to reflect upon
in times of confusion

flowers and fruits
are sure to reward
any careful work
you do in gardening
your mind and ideas
sprouting there

pursuing happiness.
Can be elusive
but if you're calm
and ask profound questions
surprising answers
may come to you
when you least suspect it

In time I'm satisfied
I can build wonders
in my life
for in oneself
is focused synergy
to draw from
for careful work
and profound questions

Ever Wonder

Garden's of
life and faith
understands
glorious things
in adventure
as opportunity arises
and what's useful,
silky, and bright.

Life and faith
inspires,
leading us back
to good things
leading us forward
to dreams
in leading our hearts

Understanding
wants and desires
leading us is in part
to Knowing thyself

Glorious things
some spiritual
some material
come in knowing thyself
and what motivates
one's action

Adventure
in self-exploration
is possible
with a good question
One can surprise themselves
I've seen it happen.

Opportunities arise
like growing things
one can cultivate
are you growing rewarding ones?
are you sowing in fertile soil?

Useful
flowers and fruit
like ephemeral pleasure
and lasting works
can feed or please
your body of dreams
and make reality

Silky and bright
coin purses shrink
in all quarters
as all people
learn this thing
again and again
in pursuit of happiness
But where do dreams go
if they're forgotten?
Maybe dreams just
wander away taking
up residence
in foreign lands.

May we all
be inspired
and led into
Knowing Ourselves
for self-exploration
to cultivate
flowers and fruit
in pursuit of happiness

Where Ideas Tangle

In the plot
of Mind's Garden,
Worlds make
ideas and meditation
for exploration
in lows and heights
though perhaps tangled
in living work of recycled spin

Mind's Garden
is a place of growing things
dreams and hope
love and hearts
life and faith

Worlds make
these gardens possible
with their horrible complexity
and simple principles
in understanding
the big picture,
multiplexity

Ideas and meditations
grow here
One can't sell conciousness
but one can peddle seeds
that will grow
into glorious things
when watered
and weeded

Exploration
in space and time
is adventure:
watching things develop,
helping struggling,
protecting from predators,
harvesting bounty.

Low and High
things grow
in both lofty skies
and near to Earth
opportunity arises
most everywhere
for the mind

Perhaps ideas tangle
in close proximity
what you plant
is what you keep
from my experience
and what you reap
is what's useful
in opportunity

Living work of recycled spin
is sheer poetry
silky and bright
holding light
like vitamins
in a strawberry, juicy,
running red
down your chin

Garden's of
life and faith
understands
glorious things
in adventure
as opportunity arises
and what's useful,
silky, and bright.

Exploring Mind's Garden

And like horse and writer
in participation
through space and time
these words bring
chemistry in flows
which synergize life
in our human struggle
as old as time

Participating
in exploration
of Mind's garden
can find some stuff
edible
which feeds
the body
to grow stronger

through space and time
for more exploration
and doing deeds
that make
worlds better
and less difficult
to live in

these words bring
experimentation
with ideas
and meditation upon
pretty common topics
of existence
hopefully to entertain
other worlds
that surround us

in chemistry,
writer and rider
you the reader
and I
explore together
these worlds
of ideas

which synergizes life
as ideas give light
for better sight,
stronger buildings,
and more meaningful
interaction
in lows and heights
of Universe's construction

Our human struggle
for life, liberty, pursuit of happiness
for health, wealth, ingenuity, acceptance
for gratitude
can be complicated
but one has to Hope!

As old as time
theories of economy, spin
analogues of ecologies, recycle
psychologies of homosapiens, live
models of utility, work
yes, it can get complicated

In the plot
of Mind's Garden,
Worlds make
ideas and meditation
for exploration
in lows and heights
though perhaps tangled
in living work of recycled spin

Thoroughly Bred Poetry

Many a times
forges of wealth
in passing ages
recycled sights
of Nature's bounty,
and now we strive to fuse
united and divided
for our hard work

Forges of Wealth
take one thing
and turns out another
recycling one piece
turning out crowns for kings
or tools for a brother
creating abundance, riches,
and summer
as Nature participates, too.

Passing ages
bring this weal
to wealth in bank accounts
and Marks of success,
till we've forgotten
that simple ingenuity
is what brought these things
lab rats in monkey holes
rather than upper management
acting as middle men
who are paid more
for their jockeying horses
racing through space and time
which is another construction
of owners controlling minds.

Recycled sight
brings words
to daylight
as metaphors construct
scaffolds to play
and parallels draw
water to heights
in amazing grace
for thanks and pace
of marching days
maybe creating some bank
and maybe some empty space

Nature's bounty
places these words
within saddle
to race against time's
unending pace and rhyme
for orbital mind control?
no, for chemistry in flow
bringing synergy of knowing
to life's hole in the gravity field
and you too should read this note
for it is the symphony of life
playing over my soul
with bits of string, odds and ends,
and some dust from under the bed.
Looks easy, doesn't it.

Striving to fuse
horse and jockey
saddles muse
over course and rockey shores
paddling hues and spanking rhymes
driving ideas to finish line
but who's the breeder
that synergizes life
Is it suns growing grass
or fences fending wolves at bay?
perhaps maybe questions
propel quests on ways
you know, to work together
for better days!
Then, through effort,
is progress made.

United and divided
horse and writer
explore time and space
but as iron replaces
it becomes a dead thing
and people turn to feeling
as Life is a human struggle
this makes sense to express
as it's not known when
patronage comes again
to crown our asses.

For our hard work
we get remembrance
IF it's good effort
but mostly the ignominy
of a secret society
with arcane arts
as old as time
when wolves laid down by fire
and hunting was done in dire
It is a human art and a humane part
of rational being, channeling synergy
which in of itself is creating life-
in success-
This poem our Victory

And like horse and writer
in participation
through space and time
these words bring
chemistry in flows
which synergize life
in our human struggle
as old as time

Abundancy Redundancy

Keep it simple
in life, hope, and taste
as soil grows thicker
sprouting dreams of fusion
which may enable us to consume less
in our pursuit of happiness
amongst the stars!

Life, Hopes, and Tastes
forges our Health
forges our Wealth
Abundant things
tempt design.
Why are we so lucky
in preparation?
in opportunity?
But for acceptance
and ingenuity.

Soils grow thicker
in passing ages
and new presidents
Events leading
us to new memories
that water horses.
And over time as waysides
recycle the refuse
of our life styles
with plastic clastics
piling into berms
that never re-fuse
into something new,
something is born, none the less
from an unrecycled mess
most likely mosquitoes
but possibly hope,
though perhaps untidy.
A new hope and
revolution of mind

sprouting dreams of fusion
re-fusing the refuse
for bones of future
recycling sights
constructing skeletons
upon which society hangs
chills
and smokes a cigar
in Nature's majesty
when Prometheus visits
with nuclear synthesis

enabling us to consume less
pollute less, extract less
frack less for our reliance
upon Nature's bounty,
but our understanding
is still quite primitive
in our inventions

of pursuit for happiness
as we reduce, reuse
and recycle in mimicry
of things that gave life,
and now we strive to fuse
like the Sol in sky
with primordial fire

Amongst stars
we would dream
and return
the gifts given
in truth and beauty
for our hard work.
We would return
as kings and slaves
rich and poor
united and divided
just like on Earth
and our peace loving dust.

Many a times
forges of wealth
in passing ages
recycled sights
of Nature's bounty
and now we strive to fuse
united and divided
for our hard work!

Simple Chaos

Much of life
is mutualism through compromise.
Telling the tales
in weather, animals
signs, and books while
brewing silently
with fire of life
to buy passage
in conflicted equipoise
for more synergy.

Mutualism
isn't always compromise
but describes mutual benefit
in a given relationship
Life creating life
Hope creating hope
Taste creating taste
in exchange
shielding from hate
with a bit of preparation.

Telling the tales
in mutual exchange
of by gone days- fading,
and new tales replace
in the land we walk upon
like old rocks buried
or dusty records
cleaned off
The soil we grow in
slowly grows thicker
with living memories
springing life eternal
while books rot
with brave deeds
fertilizing new thought

The weather rains
the animals graze
while signs stare
and books play
under gaze of Sol's
bombarding rays
Holding the family together
with mutual warmth of daze
in dreams of fusion

brewing silently
are pages describing
tomorrows day
But will history
read out our fears
or our hopes
for times of peace
or for war
We can ill afford misfortune
nor can we ignore our needs
and the impacts they have.
We must temper ourselves
so we consume less,
for moderation in all things
is a virtue in a world
of gluttony and greed
as programmed on T.V.

With fires of life
it's hard to burn tempered steel
as robots churn out deelie after deal
The bottom line of any A.I.
is profit and stock price
with panels of psychologists
as they decide how to advertise
disposable things indestructible
in a who-dunit of eco-destruction

To buy passage
on this Spaceship Earth
one signs a societal contract
in return for life, liberty,
and pursuit of happiness

in conflicted equipoise
twixt sin and virtue
each it's own punishment
or reward respective
with elements of duality
populating 10,000 things
like a minefield out beyond Mars.
But we are destined for stars
when fusion power is domesticated
which is yet a wild beast
with rumors of cooperation
and secrets of fellowship
amongst the dog people.

More synergy
is still unfolding
we are not the end-all
as long as rubblers
ignore our calling.
Much of life is hubris
from narrow-minds
and lack of imagination
as deep-time falls
on the side
of progress
in ways unrecognized
despite our delusion
of advanced tech
The grandest already common
that actually has an effect
rather than any loophole of possibility
in this chaotic world made more so
chaotic by complex tech
and specialized education
as peace is punctuated
by things breaking.

Keep it simple
in life, hope, and taste
as soil grows thicker
sprouting dreams of fusion
which may enable us to consume less
in our pursuit of happiness
amongst the stars!

On the Ship of Life

Is there personal synergy
running around-
trembling, tolling-
the nobler things
living?
A synergy of
life building life-
exacting gold and blood,
punctuating peace;
it's heartbeat
the fight of life
for love.

Running around
progress inches
like a turtle
towards mutualism
to sort competing needs
building in peace,
but cannibalizing in war-
progress
For prosperity
takes and mates with fertility
to produce a turtle with wings-
in synergistic vision
flying into future's writing.

Trembling and tolling
the times are stranger things!
Signs like weather, constantly change
or show constant as in climate.
Often how animals behave
or people act
tell as much as
words people choose
telling their own tales
in a who's who
if you learn to read

Noble things
of fantasy
await those that do
learn to read from:
weather, animals
signs, books,
rationally it takes imagination
logically it takes patience
though The Irrational
will always lurk...

living
in the nooks, niches
dead-ends, and bridges
of life
breeding silently
out-of-sight
to surprise

Synergy of life building life
in an imperfect world
builds by working
together threading chemistry
with fire of life's unending
proof-positive world
in/of/for/by- synergy,
in Love's universe.
With no known destination
we sail amongst stars
on Spaceship Earth.

Exacting Gold and Blood
buys passage
Even Jesus
had to have a chestful,
and he was the Son of God.

Punctuating Peace's Equipoise
is War
Man vs Man
Man vs Nature
Man vs Corporation
Man vs Himself
Joe vs Volcano

The heart beats these
fights of life
to win love
in the eyes of Mate
Nature
Corporation
Themselves
And if you can love yourself
you've found a good friend
for synergy through beginnings
and ends.

Much of life
is mutualism through compromise.
Telling the tales
in weather, animals
signs, and books while
brewing silently
with fire of life
to buy passage
in conflicted equipoise
for more synergy.

On Porches Purview

Many times I've wished
in my heart-of-hearts,
as cracked by accident,
for wings of recognition
empowering
a personal history
multiplexural.

My heart-of-hearts
is a child
willing to explore
but scarred
from running around
naked

and cracked
in casting
through no fault
of my own,
but yet can ring
trembling tolling
in souls belfry

Wings of recognition
seem my only freedom,
but people have only ever powered
the nobler things of- this world
Namely as ends:
Health, Wealth, Acceptance,
Ingenuity-
in a kind of society
dwelling in Mankinds heart-
Our Nature, Our Humanity
Our Industry, Our Markets-
in personal intrigue
expressed mirrored
in people powered worlds
with fractal analogy
recursively expressed
for we are not alien
to synergies of Earth
and Universe.

Empowering
synergies:
in soil we grow,
in air we breath,
in sun we bask,
in water we drink,
in people we meet.
The mere essentials
sterile of life
simplify the profound
strength residing
weakening resiliencies
for life builds life;
astronauts are all
slowly dying
when irradiated.

My personal history
is threaded
with synergy
playing through stories told
of expression of fates
in both gold
and blood.
The Victor is not always
crowned with laurels,
but sometimes left to weep
alone and friendless,
as dumb survivor.

Multiplexural
understanding of synergy
is much like chemistry,
for you are what spins life.
You are the stardust that shines
through times of dark,
and works to burn
the lark, to ashes
in the punctuated passing
of equilibrium existence.

Is there personal synergy
running around-
trembling, tolling-
the nobler things
living?
A synergy of
life building life-
exacting gold and blood,
punctuating peace;
it's heartbeat
the fight of life
for love.

History Unlocks Future's Present

Consumption needs dignity
for wealth AND health
of contractual obligations,
hopefully lifting like Icarus
to fly between sun and ocean
for I am a survivor of life poetic
because I embraced life.

Wealth and Health:
through Ingenuity,
through Acceptance;
Humanity collaborates
for existence
in exchange and contracts
while greed builds complexity
for temporary peace,
Since complex things
tend to break down
under duress,
greed is a weak link
in any heart-of-hearts
and leads to many's
downfall.

Contractual obligations
formalize agreements
both of honesty and greed
The former ringing freedom's
bell as cracked as may be
through accident,
but enslavement these days
is no stranger
to households racking up debt.

Hopefully lifting like Icarus
are wings of recognition
of honest terms and conditions
in anything so complex
as a contract or obligations
for understandable and knowable
courses of action.

Between Sun and Ocean
lives freedom
everywhere enslaved
by power of the people
legislating
with no special powers
overthrowing.
Any other agreements
have to nestle within
pursuant legality.

I am a survivor of life poetic
at times harsh
and others pleasant
I write to remember the key
to unlock the future for a present
in a personal history
that I can live
and help others with
while participating
in Economy.

Embracing,
I write history
that unlocks the future
for a present.
May it be
multiplexural.

Many times I've wished
in my heart-of-hearts,
as cracked by accident,
for wings of recognition
empowering
a personal history
multiplexural.

What rhymes with life?

It must be a new thing,
survival of the fattest...
confusing times for a simple life
carried of/by/for, why?
how about that, Life,
in punctuated equilibrium
maybe regulating dirty people
to consume less.

survival of the fattest
is fed by consumption
It's the latest gadget
feeds presumption
of new desirability
for whatever ingenuity
or wealth or health
hijacking our acceptance
as 9 out of 10 recommend.

Confusing times for a simple life
where contractual obligations
meet purchases every time
whether its your credit card,
or public opinion of necklaces,
perhaps your online @ Movie Mart.
There is nothing broken in it,
but I would rebuild things better
yet limited use contentious
both for my body and in my home
threatening consequence,

carried of/by/for money.
Consume Less
Create More
quality being Key
that lifts like Icarus

How about his life?
If he flew too close to the sun
he would melt and fall,
If he flew too close to the ocean
he would sink and drown!

In punctuated equilibrium
we all fall or drown at times
and it's hard, one has to change
but having survived
I can attest to being true to you,
which requires knowing yourself.

Regulating such knowledge
is nothing
Nothing is stopping you.
Go ahead ask yourself
'why' you're reading through
these words poetic.
A simple word,
but not a simple question.

Consume less
Create more
with embracing life
and passing thereof.
helps build all might
helps fly all hope
for life is a mighty sight!

Consumption needs dignity
for wealth AND health
in contractual obligations,
hopefully lifting like Icarus
to fly between sun and ocean
for we are survivors of life poetic
because we embrace life.

Machines are Dirty People, Too!

Our Economy
creates quality
but ravages lands
in Problems of Commons:
Trees, Water, Peace, Air.
But that's why we've governments,
evidently.

Quality
both cheap and rich
is best
in our struggles
of survival
for the fattest...
as corporations bloat
and dogs fed sausages float
Too big to fail
is the new motto
as banks gamble away
our hard earned bucks
and governments spend
beyond budget limits.

Ravaging
and ravishing lies
proliferate
in confusing times
making impossible
to lead a simple life,
something cherished
in times of contracted plights
which spin complexity
in knowing lights.

Problems of commons
in economic theory
are externalities
such as air quality
or land, air, and peace
As Each
invaded by advertising
or any other corporate beast
carrying agendas of/for/by
profits of the almighty dollar
reaping... inequity.

Trees, Water, Peace, Air
shouldn't be confusing
We depend on them
for continuing
as words in a sentence
which are punctuated,
sometimes for an effect
and pronouncement!
But what if the sentence
looked like F#@&!!!!
And if Air or Water
Peace and Trees
is all dirt...

But that's why we've governments
and regulations for dirty people
you know, the filthy rich
and the conglomerates
of packed stone hearts
of/for/by the dollar
controlling propaganda
making yesterday's scene
and tomorrow's dream
a reality.

Evidently
outpacing advertisments
consumes grace
in their quest for greed.
Will we survive progress?
Not likely, unless
we consume less
which we're
programmed against
on televisions and internet.

It must be a new thing,
survival of the fattest...
confusing times for a simple life
carried of/by/for, why?
how about that, Life,
in punctuated equilibrium
maybe regulating dirty people
to consume less.

Problems of Commons

Many times
wealth creation
with horses of war
creates problems,
remember?

Wealth creation
is creation of quality
a creation of value
You can be participating
in The Economy by making a dime
and might end up more useful
if it doesn't sit
in the coffers of the rich
but buys food and drink

Horses of War
can make bills pay
but  ravage lands
during destruction
just like cannibalism
is good nutrition
so horses of war
eat into our commons
grazing a bit too close
and disrespectful in contention

creating problems
with armies
and civilian grazing rights
to hold the metaphor tight
But that's why we've governments?
Problem of the Commons
the main justification
that and Justice & Mercy
which again can be problems
common enough

Remember
our history of truths
that are self-evident
and those rights we hold
common to all men
plus those unenumerated
These are what built us strong,
not some rubbling thrall.
To trade freedom for security
will get us neither free nor secure.

Our Economy
creates quality
but ravages lands
in Problems of Commons:
Trees, Water, Peace, Air.
But that's why we've governments,
evidently.

In Zippered Pockets Keep it

Peoples prosperity
measures health
and wealth
ingenuity
and acceptance

health
of markets
mankind
of Nature
and industry
spurrs wealth
creation

wealth
of people
is any abundance
they might reserve
with horses of war
in zippered pockets

Ingeniously
people can think
their way out of problems
into happiness
over cool reserve

Accepting
differences into the norm
for today's blessing
was yesterday's curse
and remember?
We made it through that!

Many times
wealth creation
with horses of war
creates problems,
remember?