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Repost – Our Holographic Universe
From: http://www.dailygalaxy.com/my_weblog/2013/12/our-holographic-universe-a-new-theory-of-space-time-a-2013-most-popular.html Our Holographic Universe –A New Theory of Space-Time (2013 Most Popular) Researchers at the University of Southampton have taken a significant step in a project to unravel the secrets of the structure of our Universe. One of the main recent advances in theoretical physics is the holographic principle. According to this idea, our…
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Poem – Fall, Minnesota
The cold morning greets weary eyes with a faint glowing horizon the moon, and Orion’s stoic stance. A northern Minnesota sunrise across the corn fields. Each stalk blazing orange as the wind scatters fallen leaves, milkweed seeds, and yesterdays newspaper. Ravens are waiting atop the whispering pine trees. The frosty ground crunches as head into…
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Winter Forever?
An early morning trip north, yielded a few surprises – It can snow in May in MN! Ice pellets and snow flakes dotted the semi blue and grey sky above the tallest of the pine trees. Meanwhile, our clothing was being attacked by deer and wood ticks. We recorded the first snow fall in October…
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Time
Where has time gone? While I know time itself does not change, only our perception, I must have been asleep for a few days. It is already May and I have not really written a poem or prose in a couple of weeks. I have spent some time in quiet reflection of my past and…
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Relatedness
I came across this photo on Facebook and cannot help but be mesmerized by their faces and everything it symbolizes. These are Japanese Macaque, also called Snow Monkeys. They appear to be in a hot spring, possibly in Japan. I find it impossible to look at this, their face, expressions, and not know we are…
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Today’s Music and Art
For last couple of weeks, I have been mostly listening to Mystical Sun. At first, I was lost in the soundscape and very in tune to each note and beat. Over time, the music has incorporated itself into the background, and become a part of me. I’m still trying to find the words to explain…
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Poem – Black Tunnel
Photo from http://www.panoramio.com/photo/38968052 The black tunnel begins and ends with light. In between is unknown, and unwritten… Local rumors and heresy from people who may or may not have passed through speak of witchcraft, ghosts, spirits, deities, demons, and nothing but an empty black tunnel burrowed through Cathedral Mountain. Since the time I can remember, the…
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Poem Leftovers, Part 2
(1) Within the space of silent wandering what falls away can be forgotten yesterdays discarded paper of a lost time the experience rolled into the collective. they say you are the culmination of yesterday, today and tomorrow. if you hold dearly to the past you will never know the path. the mirror’s purpose is only…
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Strings
Thin threads of particles exert influence individually move planets collectively. I grasp the air and return with nothing. Theories and postulations abound to define and bring forth what is missing what is unknown, what we assume. I imagine them not stainless steel cylinders, smooth and reflective like calm water but tiny trees with spindly limbs…
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Fragments Across the Empty Field
He longs for home of which he is unsure, what that home entails, where the road begins. He left. In one sense he had never arrived. Long nights turn cold. The belly of this beast emerges with bared teeth and claws, leaving two choices: accept the proposition, or move outside of yourself. Tiny fragments…