Wingdingy for Brainbelly Posts

there are forces always looking

for the next messiah and the next

events along the ring of fire

miracles and revelations

no realistic sin (they say)

just human error

tom the drum

the day to come will

sure to show peril

of cursing your self

for not seeing

reality has grinding edges

there for shredding

hiding the real injury

oppression …was spiritual

and conviction and adherence to dirty words

while drafty castles glisten with the rain

coming in. the ending

crude and stupidly cool

it’s all just a party to him

with his cranes and

his cameras and microphones

to capture hints of plots

to take all his toys and fake money

and fake news away

until tomorrow so we can

start again

god, are we in a war?

are we out of one yet?

I thought adults were better at this.

HJM 5/21/19

In contemplating all the things going on in our lives how do we ever make fair and sensible choices? How many things do we just do with no choice?
When one makes a bad choice or bad choices are made for us, how do we take responsibility? What equips us for the future? How do people working and doing most of the labor in the country have much of an understanding as to what affects their life and what powers of change they might have?
Unemployment has given many more time to think. Are they more happy or more concerned. Are they better informed? I have more time these days to think about everything but at some point I have to just shut down and try to digest it all and make some sort of reasonable plan. How the heck do we do all this stuff? What do you do first? Where do you go for advice? Who do you trust? Who cares about you? Who do you care about?

what binds us close together?

our perfects

or our mistakes?

the chance of you being

as good as you are

are amongst the odds

to be complete is to dance

to be happy is to walk with angels

to die is incomplete

the nature of light surrounds us

we are light passing through

glasses filled with filters

exchanging atoms and photons

we build an image to the past

our prismatic systems

charge the impulse of our perception,

up looping a glorious

sensitivity to alive!

Bunch of people want to change things when we can hardly see how the mechanism works. Most of the needed things get done anyway, at least in this country it seems. Protecting all our rights and allowing for our differences, mostly our society seems to work. Didn’t someone say ‘you can’t please all the people all the time’? There is still a lot of ‘help one another’ going on. If you feel something is broken and needs to be fixed you have to know the parts and how it operates. If you have to replace a part you either have to go to the original manufacturer or find a proper and reliable substitute. If you take it apart and reassemble it with faulty parts its going to break down again.Then, in some cases, the bubble gum and bailing wire holds it together just long enough to get the mechanism to the place where someone who understands it all can say with all knowledge and conviction “you’re going to have to get a new one, this is broken and can’t be fixed”.

HJM 11/15/2015

The flakes of time are tumbling

through the halls of Hadron

to collide in concepts parallel

and divine

Meanwhile axions demand action and

inform you through pixels light

take thy medication

HJM circa 2015

Out Thursday Window

the clouds wander

aimlessly brushing

the hills bumping the mountains

dropping frozen dust into

resolute streams persuading

intercontinental drift

licking ages of stone

surrendering gold and rainbow

trout

fingerlings of trees

break the cold gray

reach

relentless for sun and breeze

hawks scour the grounds

feasting

meals on reels

lifted upon updrafts

with little sound as the

the clacking black ravens

heckle…

its all too serious

HJM circa 2013

Sometime I lose my mind to find myself

I might feel better than I appear

I might sing worse than I gargle

I might wear pink lemonade with sandles

you should pull me near

I have an odd way of thinking

you might think that is queer

if you keep wiggling that finger at me

I might lend you my ear

Wax my affections

rub the windows clear

I have family in washington

but they usually dont care.

you rent the tuxedo

and I’ll drive the cab

dont ask me for directions

you cant get there from here

I strike the nail into the monolith

cursed to pay rent to the streets

I’m not a randy American

I cant sing hail to the chief

you dont want to much

something to believe in

I want compassion with sleeves

yeah

giving out free cheese on

every third Wednesday

screw the damn charity hacks,

I’m living with this disease

I want a prize in every package

trails of smoke flying near to the sun

tie up my troubles in a zipper sack

savin’ up nickels for a rope or a gun

HJM

C 2005

She tied her red hair back with a black carbon ribbon
from the novel she abandoned that year .
Pain from the loss of her lover stained her
like the sudden death of a gifted wonder child.

She and They

Liberators

Protectors

Derisive Saints

Their cries for women

For the fruits of women

For less bodies hewn 

and torn apart

It was just a skirmish 

It was also a path

For Metropolitan women

Just like Neapolitan cream

layers flavored

brown white and cat eared pink

The wonder and the bleeding

Leading into faith

Into the mercies of love

But it was her she held

 In the dark nights

And in the light of determination 

Freeing Their Healing and Victory!

Now, her loss is terrifying.

Where are the rights they fought for?

Where was the comfort and shelter of the oppressed?

Why is the gulch sinking deeper?

Where, the hands across the waters?

Hands across the street?

Hands that now wash the laundry
Now, yes, eyes that grow with rusty sweat

Women of mourning

Yea, puppets of small men,

Despise these slings and arrows,

There is no defeat.

In the evening

At the sunset
let us cry,

Let them rest. 

11/8/2022.  Dedicated to L and K

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A write I started earlier this year has formed out to this. Most of my family, you know the reference material and this moves me greatly. I struggled to properly read it aloud to my wife. She likes it, knows what it means to me. Grief often keeps me quiet, this is an effort not to be so.

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Truthiness

Real truth

Timeless truth

Temporal truth

Timefull truth

Timeless truth

Measured truth

Immeasurable truth

Suspended disbelief truth

Persistence of vision truth

Trans-dimensional truth

Inter-dimensional databank truth

Self-disrupting catatonic truth

If GOD imagined us into existence,

[and claimed to be in (his) image and often, nature],

what is our imagination creating ?

^^^^^^^^^^^^

ah yes… and She, with her peach lips…

[and he with his clingstones]

Towers ascend,

their fall may be no surprise.

but ambition must attain

a more extended rise, 

and less evil refrain.

fighting god to god
man to man
superior force
hearts against the mind
mind against the flesh
welfare of the rich
fish growing tumors in the ocean

that intriguing volume of knowledge
entices to wait and see
if any wisdom develops
breasts everyone can feed from

but what of the heart
mine seems lost
not quite broken
full and squeezed
cluching at the hopefull
dont let me die in this disease

Mars could be disastrous…

https://in.mashable.com/science/85790/elon-musks-dream-to-occupy-mars-could-be-disastrous-if-rushed-says-award-winning-book

Stupidest Thing’: Scientist Shreds Elon Musk’s Mars Dream…

https://in.mashable.com/science/97029/stupidest-thing-scientist-shreds-elon-musks-mars-dream-says-even-apocalyptic-earth-is-better

Yes, research suggests that riots and other forms of social unrest are more likely to occur during hot weather. This is often attributed to a combination of physiological and psychological effects of heat, such as increased irritability and a heightened sensitivity to social cues that might be interpreted as hostile.

Here’s a more detailed explanation:

Physiological Effects:

High temperatures can lead to physiological stress, increasing body temperature and potentially affecting cognitive function. This can contribute to irritability and a lower threshold for frustration, potentially increasing the likelihood of impulsive actions.

Psychological Effects:

Hot weather may also affect psychological responses, leading to a heightened sense of frustration and a decreased tolerance for others. This can create a more volatile environment where conflicts are more likely to escalate.

Social Interactions:

In hot weather, people tend to spend more time in public spaces, increasing the likelihood of interactions and potential conflicts. The increased density of people in these spaces can also contribute to a sense of crowding and frustration, which may further fuel unrest.

Historical Context:

Studies have shown a correlation between hot weather and the occurrence of collective violence, with some research indicating that the frequency of riots tends to increase with higher temperatures.

Limitations:

While a link between hot weather and riots exists, it’s important to note that other factors, such as socioeconomic conditions, political tensions, and historical grievances, also play a crucial role in the outbreak of unrest.

It may be years
or never
before what you tell me
clicks and makes sense
ravels or maybe unravels
to weave and wiggle and
make sense of
what you experienced
of what I experienced
when I experienced it
and realized we all have
a time and place
for experience
some time or another
as you and eye see it …

…While within time
and shifts of cognition
upon orbits we’re standing,
one with
those stars and suns that
shine on our faces
as we
drink in the blessing or malediction,
our thrumming hearts
pushing streams of conscious
and unconscious,
thoughts tumbling
through nerve shocked shells,
our souls lay sunbathing
on the warm shores of
uncertain eternity

H.J.M 12/