Jesus Christ is Co-eternal (a poem)

 

Jesus Christ is co-eternal
with the Father and Holy Spirit
one God in three persons
alpha and omega;
Logos
in the beginning
light in the darkness
Savior of the lost.

Linguistic Epistemology (a poem)

 

Theories of knowledge in countless Universes
filled with sets of words
nominalism vs realism
lexicons for what is said

  Never filled with dread
what s said
rises with red blood
tides of where the spirit led

  To imagination electro-magnetics’
accelerators in space race
shattering speed to near light
inertial reference frames and gravity tight

  A solar system wired with e.m.g. routes
Earth to Pluto in two and a half months’ time
overcoming ‘lethargic chemical rocket doubts
pushing the envelope to fastest sub-luminal rhymes

  Worlds built in a literal day
one can’t sleep while A.I. makes hay
crushed rocket cycled to Dyson Sphere lines
somewhere, someplace, progress is more than a sign.

Pluck the Day

Retrospection. A google search of carpe diem relates that literally it means ‘pluck the day’ rather than the usual ‘seize the day’. Once plucked the day is on a timer with limited life. Perhaps observation of the present differs from plucking the present part of a temporal exstasis. The latter is sort of a collapse of the Schrodinger wave function.

https://allpoetry.com/poem/8469247-Carpe-Diem-by-Robert-Frost

The Truth About Energy (what it really is)

 Energy is a term that describes and coincides with the primal quanta/field of being. It implicitly coheres in any unit of quanta/fields-even theoretical strings. It is the basic reference word for ‘We don’t really know what it is or how it works but witness it’s effects’. Everything at its core is evidently, action.

Energy is a term that describes and coincides with the primal quanta/field of being. It implicitly coheres in any unit of quanta/fields-even theoretical strings. It is the basic reference word for ‘We don’t really know what it is or how it works but witness it’s effects’. Everything at its core is evidently action.

Though Temporality Confers an Order, Thought Happens in More than a Linear Fashion

Thought occurs in more than a simple linear fashion, not necessarily as if it were a machine or computer with one or two states and courses for transitions. There may be innumerable paths to select destinations, as well as quantum jumps or downloads with eigenvalues incrementally changing or reverting to state as it was before.

One might consider the legend of Voltaire in a lightning storm suddenly flipped to faith from unbelief. His thought was not necessarily flowing lalong deliberation of theological speculation before the instantaneous electrical discharge at close range. Then afterword, after fear or inspiration from an external source to his own thought occurred and faded into the past., he might have a recurrence of doubt (or not, perhaps developing more faith). He would consider the experience of fear and trembling as subjective- even overly so, and move a little toward rationalism and a review of Descartes’ Meditations and wonder if he could trust his own way of thinking about certain matters rather than others, such as the certainty of his own existence because he is self-aware.

Supper on the Eastern Front (a poem)

 

    A spaghetti like that Scriabin song
fate oodles it's way along
solitary chords placed à plate
with a single note scored

  Called in to curly fries
potato wedges laced in Tabasco
sauces slathered like the letters
left in stanzas of betters

  Mountains of mayhemic pasta
what it would finally cost
compiled politics diet of worms
such that no menu was lost

  Supper was served at seven
when rockets flared overheated
each role is made with the leven
from chefs that cook for the dead.

Telephone Wire (a poem)

 

The raven spins
and having spun
time moves on

  Laughing cackling brook
the raven spins
time moves on

  The raven flies
and having flown
time moves on

  On the wire
raven world is hungry song
time moves on

  Woman on the wire
parasol’d one spun day
time moves on.

Israel Through the Night (poem)

 

    Jacob was injured wrestling with God
an all night contest he couldn't win
chosen by the most Holy
an eponymous nation to begin

  The struggle is edifying
the people wayward
sin is the normal deflection
the people will slide toward

  Founding land somewhere
humans wandering through
a temporal hasteland
homesites are a hopeful clue

  Where the kingdom of God is
more than fertile land
home is where the heart is
with God not possessions of man

  Hosea showed what's wrong
he married a whore
Israel became worldly
everything an open door

    Israel became a faith with a new covenant accord
peace became bonded in the crucifixion and the Lord
wickedness and evil forever overcome
a place for faith in God not a sword

  Israel forever symbolizes all of us
a people of faith
with the Redeemer
in whom we trust.

Lair of the Ice Worm (a poem)

 

  

    Deadly gas
of geologic melting
sudden surge brinks
jökulhlaup floods
sci-fi ice worm blinks.

Call of the Wild (poem celebrating election of Geert Wilders)

 

   Nations set their standards
for immigration policy
to reinforce national will
so time will pass hurdles easily
cultural divisions de frapped

   Preferring the same stoic values
history should flow like syrup
smooth employment, frictionless lives
antipathetic migrants flail
when new giving just won't arrive

   Wilder's hopes for progress won’t wait
rational order can’t be late
nor include I‘slam conquest goals
that atheists, queers, dopers go
to capitalism's social traps.

Into the Jaws of Financial Transfer (apoem)

 

   Hair that needed combing
leaves embedded in complicated entanglements
she was a wild woman
from beyond the snow line

  She was a call for-herself unto-others
wolves in the yard loved her too
fate barely keeping them at bay
where they chased after deer along the shore

  Like the fog on the horizon
a Marilyn Monroe archetype
her assets drew followers
though caller ID said she was from Nigeria

  The legend of scam was a hearty pudding
drawing emotion like a troop surge
so onward rode the six-hundred
into the jaws of financial transfers.

Into the Jaws of Financial Transfer (a poem)

Hair that needed combing
leaves embedded in complicated entanglements
she was a wild woman
from beyond the snow line

  She was a call for-herself unto-others
wolves in the yard loved her too
fate barely keeping them at bay
where they chased after deer along the shore

  Like the fog on the horizon
a Marilyn Monroe archetype
her assets drew followers
though caller ID said she was from Nigeria

  The legend of scam was a hearty pudding
drawing emotion like a troop surge
so onward rode the six-hundred
into the jaws of financial transfers.

Opiate of the Masses and Opiates of Elites

 Marx had to write lot. Writers write and some of the rich, maybe the vulgar ones, try to prevent that. Philosophical writers ask questions about social justice and scribble thousands of words about it; discomforting the upper classes.

Plainly Marx and socialists maladroitly sought to oppose Christian faith in their efforts toward political revolution. Europeans had a lot of church/state wealth leadership packed together. Churches owned a lot of land before the Protestant insurrection against catholicism's monopoly upon legal meetings of faith. The socialist revolutionaries were idiots in that onerous divide and conquers agenda though. God is actually amused by the follies of mankind at all levels. The socialists could make no subtle religious distinctions on faith or biblical content being ham fisted.

God isn't mankind whom slog about in the morass of original sin that is reinforced and contained in thermodynamics. Jesus was what God was like when he became man. What rich person or government does what the Lord said to do? Socialists may as well have been in the mob demanding crucifixion of the Son of God. Idiots.

Marx may have known that opium was a trendy dope of the rich and that the poor couldn't afford it. The poor, who are blessed from a certain perspective in that they have a better chance than the rich to enter the kingdom of God. The rich cannot just buy their way to heaven. The poor did have the consolation of faith in God. Some people have notable happiness and positive brain chemistry changes in prayer.

Marx was influenced by the notable atheist Feuerbach and also may have had an intellectual elitist's contempt for the masses lacking 'class consciousness'. That is they weren't 'woke' and didn't know that various socialists believed the masses should have an insurrection against the rich and royalty at least to be respectable of they incapable of honest revolution.

As a sophisticated career librarian Marx had all of the books he could ever want after his philosophy career ended. Marx was a great economist and social analyst obviously, yet really less on the gospel of salvation and that it promoted equal rights and even democracy. Jesus had high regard for the poor.

Some Conservatives Do Support Theocracy

 Some support theocracy and theocratic influence and others hate it. Christian morals could be said to be pro-human these days as few advocate asceticism while formerly humanism partisans tend toward support for a broad range of inhuman powers that subvert human and family interests.

Some hate church cosmology concerning origin of the Universe while some Christians believe that evolution is a sub-set of God's way of developing the universe so it's suitable for containing fallen mankind (modern hermeneutics).

Some Democrats support socialism rather than democracy and a few socialists prefer communism. It tends to balance out.

A nation with lots of people that value aretaic ethics, education and economic and environmental pragmatism is bound to do well if it has classic Christian values too. It might be pointed out that some nations could have strong moral values that are wicked and religion that is pagan. Those nations would lack the balance in politics required for sustainable democracy too.

I think no one besides atheists and the devil would oppose direct government by God. That isn't a human political system though. There is no human representative government of God that wouldn't be implicitly corrupt as humans are. A theocracy wouldn't be democracy. It would effectively disenfranchise most voters. It would work something like a communist or fascist government for the elites would be the same kind of people that appear in any form of government besides democracy with the ideology being a flag of convenience.

Luther's 95 thesis were posted in 1517. In that day expressing public support for democracy just didn't work. In Europe all of the governments were royal with zero tolerance for the ancient Greek demos being revived. The first short-lived modern Republic was created in Holland in the 17th century about 150 years after the 95 thesis. The protestant reformation stimulated political pluralism leading to the US democracy about 260 years after the 95 thesis. Even Luther had to publish in an environment with royals all around. German princes did support him because they had faith yet also were glad to be independent from the Catholic Habsburg empire. The Smalcauldian War followed. The Dewitt brothers that founded the Dutch Republic were torn apart by a mob and reputedly eaten.

Does the Higgs Field Have Curvature?

 Just another guess at why the expansion of the Universe seems to be accelerating; the Higgs field isn't flat, has curvature and it expands space with scalar increases of force with increasing curvature. One seems to travel faster or at least cover more space at the edge of a merry-go-round than toward the center. It might also act with different force angles at different locations in time forcing the expansion of space-time.

Maybe it's a bit of evidence for the universe existing on the event horizon of a black hole.

https://news.yahoo.com/universe-expanding-faster-theory-predicts-132133980.html

Alternatively dark energy might be called 'The broadcast media effect'. It could be the Higgs field is warped and its angle makes spacetime appear to expand as time increases. Or as has been said the universe is located on the surface of a vast black hole of higher dimensions, and from the inflation, as spacetime increases the curvature increase the rate of change. Who knows what it is- a ploy by five dimensional rich ets to doge income tax.

Configuration (a poem)

 

    Numbering the stones
each piece of metamorphosed rock
broken into fragments with time and stress
is like the hair on a head
or feathers of a sparrow
articles counted to the last follicle
each jot and iota of meaning
quantified and calculated
appearances emerged, existed and disappeared

    Consider the lilies
grown living structures upon structures
minerals glistening in sunshine and rain
even in moonlight
with gluons and quarks snug in nuclei
atoms forming molecules
everything accounted for
in the pluralistic division of a solitary field
being is becoming.

The Veteran v 2.0 (poem)

 

George Patton knew death
guts and stomach hanging from a branch
like Dali’s Persistence of Memory
time melting down
with artillery explosions

  The poet would shake Heine's bloody hand
in Valhalla somewhere beyond the River Styx
were Custer, his brother the two-time Medal of Honor recipient
and Geronimo could consider if he deserved a third
that day on the bloody knoll

  Veterans of war they encamp where orders sent
fate with a 1000 dead at the battle of Brooklyn
to a place that time forgot to the east
like the Suoyi Ford where Hong Xiquan sought ascension
and Quintus Fabius Maximus Rullianus could share grog
with Ashurbanipal, Hannibal, Carlos Hathcock, and Roy Benevidez

  Heroes of countless wars on land and sea
that reflect a futility of life ending to soon
so waves may cover other waves
Ernest Evans and the USS Johnston
seven destroyers took on eight Japanese heavy cruisers, four battleships and the Yamato
to save lives, to sacrifice their own
a native American commander defending his land

  The poor man’s Christ sacrificing his life
so that others may live
-without the omniscience of God
knowing no better way

  Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
the sea takes the dead for its own
until a last day
-many aren’t sure of intelligence
when bullets fly.

The Veteran (a poem)

 

George Patton knew death
guts and stomach hanging from a branch
like Dali’s Persistence of Memory
time melting down
with artillery explosions

  The poet would shake Heine's bloody hand
in Valhalla somewhere beyond the River Styx
where Custer, his brother the two time Medal of Honor recipient
and Geronimo could consider if he deserved a third
that day on the bloody knoll

  Heroes of countless wars on land and sea
that reflect a futility of life ending too soon
so waves may cover other waves
Ernest Evans and the USS Johnston
seven destroyers took on eight Japanese  heavy cruisers, four battleships and the Yamato
to save lives, to sacrifice their own
a native American commander defending his land

  The poor man’s Christ sacrificing his life
so that others may live
without the omniscience of God
knowing no better way
many can't be sure of intelligence
when bullets fly.

Interstitial Space (poem)

 

Interstitial places were spaces
fulfilled with tentative connectors
convectors roiling content
atoms rolling with strong force
field gaps of time to race
shadows of being and becoming
string quark consonants

      Each green shadow moved
before it faded to history
where it was the moment
a live chameleon
walking the trunk upwards
before rain and wind brought cold
such cold change to make lizards shiver

      A planet and galaxy drawn toward centralism
mass gathering mass
bushel baskets at harvest moon
streets that fade into pillowed softness
dusted with history of the past
a mystery for what has gone before
occupies fragmented memories fading away

    Other Universes and theories for Einstein
Mozart and a variety of souls brought down
to the benthos of the seas of time
compacting to metamorphic rock-
stones that roll upward only metaphorically
with expansive forces immediately contracting
reasoned guesses of a Creator making history a mystery

    Where each pace is a landslide
surfing rhyming intermezzos
tumbling talus slopes
with carbonaceous chondrite courtesy
to stop where impact craters resound
at the edges of the sea
crumbling elements
filaments each put together like sewn soldiers

    Skeletons mislead about the dead
interlocking field lines and fingers
slopes of mountain ranges that ever were nothing to see
something après;
and if there were a key
with Peter it might be.

The Question; 'Does Mind Affect Wave Form Collapse?'

 Some speculate the wave function collapse doesn’t occur…instead an infinite number of universes exist and thought finds the appropriate one to branch to. The Schrodinger wave function collapse is a way of measuring the position at an instant in time of a wave-particle in motion arbitrarily and does have an intrinsic problem of being somewhat unreal- especially for massless particles that haven’t really got a time dimension.