Okay, you decide what next? I leave you readers to comment which of the subjects I’ve mentioned should be the next post. Something will come along anyway maybe an inspired idea of your own – let me know in the comments.
Write up on a couple of expressive biases I’ve mentioned?
Should I write the next post on how I believe culture to be an expressive body?
Expand on the idea of habits forming habitats?
Outline how I think we can prepare the ground for peak flow?
Do you have any related questions you want to discuss here?
I’ve been thinking about terminology, what I call my metaphor, and I think it most resembles a metaphor of the ‘psychic environment’ . Dynamic things of meaning present through events, time, and dimensions we exist in. I also figured I’ve been calling myself a poet without evidence. Here are a couple of poems from my collection.
Quarks and Larks in Apple Trees is an old poem that I used to perform in London venues as part of my short slot on stage. Depending on the night a poet might get 3-5 minutes…or shorter if you get booed off. I wrote the Haiku this year and if you don’t mind me saying I find the title particularly inventive.
Far From Shore
Thoughts trickle to a stream of dreams
Flowing to the river of life
Now here we are oceans apart
Larks & Quarks in Apple Trees
Take a look at science get into minds like Einstein,
To me it’s frightening this blindness that we live by,
See we can take raw energy and apply our theories randomly,
We could build an end to humanity yet discover no sense of identity,
The realms of possibility, like black holes in the space of reality as time collides along the boundary of our journey.
If we can will such things to being, can they bring us closer to meaning and what’s beyond an answer to any question?
Do my ideas seem alien?
As I look around surprised is the blue sky just bent light and behaviour merely flights of fancy?
Who determines e=mc? Squared or to the power of two shared this doesn’t do enough for me and you.
Spared the unbearable truth our awareness takes us through beyond the infinite and absolute. A blend of presence and absence, movement without resistance, Sensuous harmony and a symmetry in minds reflections,
A collective essence!
Overwhelming waves of experience can brush with the lightest touch past your world of existence and animate the difference between what is and what isn’t.
You can let me know what kind of poetry you enjoy or post a comment with your own poetry…just let some words flow! I hope your own flows are a peaceful fun ride until next time curious friends.