Brains have no corners

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Observatory:  residence of mine

Task at hand for neighborhood members

7pm time for my programs!

Focus directed on rectangles and squares

 

Task at hand for neighborhood members

Circles and cylinders with chemicals inside

Nightly dose of medicines to keep them well

Look now at the television to align

 

Circles and cylinders with chemicals inside

Things with four sides

Cot, gurney, bottle of pills

Television, billboards, hospital bed

 

~ Sylvia

Modern human

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    People are so different, in reaction, in emotion, energy projected. Situationally different. Numb or actively seeking, or seeking discretionally . Indifferent or empathetic.

    What attracts souls to other souls? Subconscious connections on the energy plane? The instinct that we have not just ignored, we’ve run from. What fuels our energy needs? We’re desperately seeking enlightenment and happiness, we fill up with other people’s thoughts, opinions. Like an animal, humans need to start paying attention to the natural laws. We hold within each one of us the fulfillment that we seek. Intuition is there, quiet all voices, even your own, and listen to it. Feel instead of thinking.

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Poetic Justice

I conglomerate these words
to give our love poetic justice
Though…
I don’t know if that’s possible

I feel every pain you feel
You give me goosebumps
Your smile mirrors mine
Enveloping the emotions
Underneath

With no real rhyme or rhythm
My words are naked
Stripped and raw
When Split into letters
Meaningless

To you I hope they
Marinate
To make the flavors stay
For you and I are timeless

By melanieimhoff Posted in Poems
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It’s coming, It’s coming

It's coming, It's coming

Have you ever felt that
some idea
some action is spreading
just beneath the crust?

With just a bit more water
a bit more mineral
the seeds will sprout
the new tender green

Is this just a feeling we get
from time to time?
Or is there validity
in the buzz I feel.

By melanieimhoff Posted in Poems
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Freeze Cried.

Freeze Cried.

I am trying to be honest
I am not proud of my past
Pardon me if I have left things out
I am ashamed.

Crying on a 0 degree day
Makes tears freeze to my face
I don’t know what else I can do
To make you believe me.

I do know me.
I know how far I have come
I am proud of myself now
I know I did not betray you

If this ends this abruptly
I guess it was never meant to be.
It’s gonna rock me to the core
But I don’t have a say.

By melanieimhoff Posted in Poems

Projectile cars to be unknowingly consumed by you.

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I have a job.  It’s a job, not where I want to end up.  I hate it actually.                                                                                                                              However, sometimes there is an oasis to look forward to.  A perfect storm, if you will, of topics at lunchtime that are blog-worthy.  I mean really funny shit.

Topics of lunchtime in one days time:

  1.   In regards to the man in the subway tunnel complaining loudly that everyone was walking too fast, my suggestion to you is to STOP holding your pants up with your stance. (it’s really much easier to get a brisk pace with this suggestion).
    1. I think that the pants you are wearing are not properly fitted.  This suspicion is confirmed by my co-worker that thinks he is a “popular size of fat.”  We later determined, after much tedious research, that some people purchase a larger size pant deliberately. ??????  I know.  I know.
    2. In aforementioned co-workers slacks-seeking quests (who shall remain nameless) ((unless he pisses me off)), he has actually purchased a larger size, or a longer size, (I hope we all know our menswear terminology/sizing) and had the garment altered.
      1. This becomes a source of humiliation, or mental anguish, as the garment in question was purchased at T.J. Maxx, therefore, costed eleven dollars.  So, the alteration required to fit the garment, costed about 80% the cost of the pants.  If you’re like me, certain housewifery skills were never taught.  One of those skills being hemming and sewing in general.  I can sew a button on in an emergent situation, but be prepared for that mother-fucker to fall off tomorrow.
  2. On second thought, I am going to make this a series.  This is far too mind-blowing to cram into one article.  Some of the best bits could be lost.  (plus, I am at work as I type this, and I gotta go).

I am absolutely chuffed you all stopped by today :)

 Cheers~ Sylvia

 

Oxidation

What causes such things

when something changes.

A connection so tight

that the ripple is felt.

Something changed.

A new comfort that took my place

a more attainable,

lower maintenance deal.

Me, well I will be ok.

In the twisted scheme of things.

Shift of paradigm is upon us.

Will we run away from it?

For these century of seconds

are what counts,

counts.

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By melanieimhoff Posted in Poems

the age of aquarius.

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“It really boils down to this: that all life is interrelated. We are all caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tired into a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one destiny, affects all indirectly.” ~ Martin Luther King

Doomsday is not upon us. It is, in fact, the dawning of a new age.

As we move from one Age of Pisces to the Age of Aquarius, believed by some to occur on December 21, 2012, we must be aware of certain things. This change is not an instant effect; the change is part of a larger cycle, much like the first day of winter (or winter solstice) is December 21, the change from fall to winter doesn’t happen overnight.

There is no agreement between astrologers as to what day will signify the beginning of the next age. I would also like to point out that the Christian Bible talks about “the end of the world,” but the word “world” was mistranslated from its original language. The literal translation is “age”. Doomsday is not upon us.

Astrologers have long talked about the Age of Aquarius as a period when each individual is capable of spiritual awareness without the intercession of religious authority.

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I see awareness, a greater level of consciousness, use of the third eye, or intuition.

In the coming (or already started) Age of Aquarius, we become aware of the collective soul. We have always been this, but for a time, we’ve forgotten. Positive energy and love will solve many of the world’s problems, if we listen to our hearts.

It is my hope that, with the dawning of the New Age, we will learn to recognize ourselves in each other. Take a moment to consider how many ails such consciousness will provide.

Love will change the world.

Sooner or later.

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We are stones

I have a wish…
My words lead me…
I wish my words had the might
To turn bones to gravel
I would reach out with open hands
To pick up and pound down the gravel

I would pack it so tightly
That nothing could pierce the surface

Our collective spirits
Humanity as a whole

Bound together with passion
With fury, frustration

Even machinery can’t break
The bonds of love

By melanieimhoff Posted in Poems