pseudocalm - Hello Poetry

Where there be dragons, long ago, in seas that hide abyss below. Cartographers of yore did warn, cartographers with lore and yarn. Spinning tales of Wurms and Wyverns, unnerving those who push horizons. And still their numbers grew. All for one, or one for all, we set sail for those gaping maws. And mapped the oceans blue. Wherever there be dragons, human beings aren't far behind. Now our ships are called Apollo, the abyss our space and time. So unless we find reptilians, or apocalyptic hell. Our science doesn't lie. The last great dragon is ourselves.

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Feb 11

Feb 11, 2026 at 8:13 PM UTC

Where There Be Dragons

Where there be dragons, long ago, in seas that hide abyss below. Cartographers of yore did warn, cartographers with lore and yarn. Spinning tales of Wurms and Wyverns, unnerving those who push horizons. And still their numbers grew. All for one, or one for all, we set sail for those gaping maws. And mapped the oceans blue. Wherever there be dragons, human beings aren't far behind. Now our ships are called Apollo, the abyss our space and time. So unless we find reptilians, or apocalyptic hell. Our science doesn't lie. The last great dragon is ourselves.

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Singularities merge. Excess energies purged. A concentric spread spacetime vibrational surge. Then that deep distant BURP rolled through Earth with a CHIRP. Proving we could observe, and without optic nerve. New physics! We cried. And all it implies! We'll get LIGO in space, Nobels, and black ties! Even Einstein stirred as the sigma concurred. If the cosmos is waving, then E is conserved. From let there be light, to electrified kites, To lasers and mirrors observing the nights. So let there be sound. Let the chaos be found. To the stars we ascend, with knowledge unbound.

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Feb 10

Feb 10, 2026 at 12:43 AM UTC

Tiptoe Through the Chaos

Singularities merge. Excess energies purged. A concentric spread spacetime vibrational surge. Then that deep distant BURP rolled through Earth with a CHIRP. Proving we could observe, and without optic nerve. New physics! We cried. And all it implies! We'll get LIGO in space, Nobels, and black ties! Even Einstein stirred as the sigma concurred. If the cosmos is waving, then E is conserved. From let there be light, to electrified kites, To lasers and mirrors observing the nights. So let there be sound. Let the chaos be found. To the stars we ascend, with knowledge unbound.

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So, there I wasn't. (Who am I? This is real?) Felt like a self haunt. (What's a self? I can feel?) Unnamed and untrained, in dimensions untamed, Incessantly asking and asking. Experiencing non-self as an emptied vessel. Like a spell interrupted mid-casting. Then she spoke. (Come with me.) A mercurial sea rose up in my spirit's die-casting. (But, I've always been here...) Twas a feeling so clear. We come and we go, everlasting. Then I woke. (From a dream?) From one toke, it would seem. My memory fading and crashing. But that feeling persists. It would not be dismissed. We come and we go, everlasting.

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Oct 24, 2025

Oct 24, 2025 at 7:11 PM UTC

Five minutes with Salvia (Divinorum)

So, there I wasn't. (Who am I? This is real?) Felt like a self haunt. (What's a self? I can feel?) Unnamed and untrained, in dimensions untamed, Incessantly asking and asking. Experiencing non-self as an emptied vessel. Like a spell interrupted mid-casting. Then she spoke. (Come with me.) A mercurial sea rose up in my spirit's die-casting. (But, I've always been here...) Twas a feeling so clear. We come and we go, everlasting. Then I woke. (From a dream?) From one toke, it would seem. My memory fading and crashing. But that feeling persists. It would not be dismissed. We come and we go, everlasting.

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Testing testing 1 2 3. Back on stage, juiced as can be. The vibe up here is palpably Why starving artists are happy. Testing testing 1 2 3. Adrenaline awakens me. Tattooed faces form a sea Of people moshing aimlessly. Testing testing 1 2 3. I hope that you can all hear me. The bass, the drums, the vocal SCREEEEEEEAAAMS! That ******* sound guy was asleep. Add to rider: "competency".

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Oct 17, 2025

Oct 17, 2025 at 4:37 PM UTC

Testing 1 2 3

Testing testing 1 2 3. Back on stage, juiced as can be. The vibe up here is palpably Why starving artists are happy. Testing testing 1 2 3. Adrenaline awakens me. Tattooed faces form a sea Of people moshing aimlessly. Testing testing 1 2 3. I hope that you can all hear me. The bass, the drums, the vocal SCREEEEEEEAAAMS! That ******* sound guy was asleep. Add to rider: "competency".

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How many times must the pendulum swing 'Till the left and the right can agree on a thing 'Till the Overton window stops vacationing With the media sophists and the radical wings Until everyone knows, that as history goes We gave up the truth and made narrative King Until everyone knows, that as history goes There's no guarantee that we're self correcting The real threat at hand, can't be Orange Man And if you thought it was that's a TDS thing Because "Literally ****** resides in Beijing But in 21 came that pendulum swing Once a centrist, gone fishing, a lucidity thing Too tired, too old and misunderstanding How to rule in a world that's made narrative King Until everyone knows, that as history goes We gave up the truth and made narrative King Until everyone knows, that as history goes There's no guarantee that we're self correcting Now the year's 25 and you know what I'll sing Is an empire born or an old one dying? Can't anyone see? Are they all in hiding? What we've wrought, since we've gone and made narrative King The real threat at hand, might be Orange Man? And if I think he is that's a TDS thing But this time the sophists were paid by Putin

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Oct 16, 2025

Oct 16, 2025 at 12:03 AM UTC

The Pendulum Swing

How many times must the pendulum swing 'Till the left and the right can agree on a thing 'Till the Overton window stops vacationing With the media sophists and the radical wings Until everyone knows, that as history goes We gave up the truth and made narrative King Until everyone knows, that as history goes There's no guarantee that we're self correcting The real threat at hand, can't be Orange Man And if you thought it was that's a TDS thing Because "Literally ****** resides in Beijing But in 21 came that pendulum swing Once a centrist, gone fishing, a lucidity thing Too tired, too old and misunderstanding How to rule in a world that's made narrative King Until everyone knows, that as history goes We gave up the truth and made narrative King Until everyone knows, that as history goes There's no guarantee that we're self correcting Now the year's 25 and you know what I'll sing Is an empire born or an old one dying? Can't anyone see? Are they all in hiding? What we've wrought, since we've gone and made narrative King The real threat at hand, might be Orange Man? And if I think he is that's a TDS thing But this time the sophists were paid by Putin

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Enter past rotting teeth decaying marrow suffocating afflictive nerves Down through vocal chords echoing still of piercing vile screams Enter into discolored lungs filling to half capacity with noxious blackened hate Down into an idle heart choked in poisoned blood lying in obstinacy Enter into the lucid astral self a vast compendium of knowledge with infinite contingencies yet viewed as a nonentity predestined to damnation by reality

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Oct 15, 2025

Oct 15, 2025 at 10:28 PM UTC

Predestined to Damnation

Enter past rotting teeth decaying marrow suffocating afflictive nerves Down through vocal chords echoing still of piercing vile screams Enter into discolored lungs filling to half capacity with noxious blackened hate Down into an idle heart choked in poisoned blood lying in obstinacy Enter into the lucid astral self a vast compendium of knowledge with infinite contingencies yet viewed as a nonentity predestined to damnation by reality

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Drop grains onto the mandala, like bricks on castle walls. Form your words into a poem, turn that poem into song. But Entropy remains the tune who's sound becomes each now. Like a pendulum wields springs, losing energy each swing. Like Sparta wielded kings, directional and proud. We face the winds of space and time and entropy unbowed. Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao. Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme. Order and Rhyme. Order and Rhyme. Order and Rhyme per unit time. Conscious witness, entropic shrine. The un-veiled eye can see the next line. Mass and energy fully entwined. Attention that goes to where it's assigned. Observing the winds of space and time. We're counting the nows with Order and Rhyme. Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao. Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme.

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Jul 29, 2025

Jul 29, 2025 at 11:17 AM UTC

Face the Winds Unbowed

Drop grains onto the mandala, like bricks on castle walls. Form your words into a poem, turn that poem into song. But Entropy remains the tune who's sound becomes each now. Like a pendulum wields springs, losing energy each swing. Like Sparta wielded kings, directional and proud. We face the winds of space and time and entropy unbowed. Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao. Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme. Order and Rhyme. Order and Rhyme. Order and Rhyme per unit time. Conscious witness, entropic shrine. The un-veiled eye can see the next line. Mass and energy fully entwined. Attention that goes to where it's assigned. Observing the winds of space and time. We're counting the nows with Order and Rhyme. Ordo ab chao, Grana Tao. Ordo ab chao, Order and Rhyme.

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What is JWST? An innocent Q. But deserving of prose. I knew just what to do. It's ̶j̶u̶s̶t̶ jwst our first space flower, Unfurling it's hexagons. Golden petals that thirst for ancient photons. Jwst the thing that can see so much further than we would have ever dared dream in the last century. So you'd think it'd be hard to see our backyard, After red galaxies melding with CMB. But it's shadowy seat is what gives us the treat, Of our hard to reach planets in infrared heat. James Webb Space Telescope Keeps surpassing all hopes. 30 years to develop. At least twice we went broke! A 10 year orbital cosmology store. It survived through max Q, and keeps giving us more. 30 years in the womb. Twas a legacy born.

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Jul 24, 2025

Jul 24, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC

What is JWST?

What is JWST? An innocent Q. But deserving of prose. I knew just what to do. It's ̶j̶u̶s̶t̶ jwst our first space flower, Unfurling it's hexagons. Golden petals that thirst for ancient photons. Jwst the thing that can see so much further than we would have ever dared dream in the last century. So you'd think it'd be hard to see our backyard, After red galaxies melding with CMB. But it's shadowy seat is what gives us the treat, Of our hard to reach planets in infrared heat. James Webb Space Telescope Keeps surpassing all hopes. 30 years to develop. At least twice we went broke! A 10 year orbital cosmology store. It survived through max Q, and keeps giving us more. 30 years in the womb. Twas a legacy born.

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You know that you know what you know. Built a raft in dimensions untamed, seer. Have you placed where you fit in their flow? How to keep motivation aflame, seer? It's you who signed up for this game. To know, to know, your power in tow. Weighed down by your previous gains, seer. To know, to know, the narrative flow. Now come to your senses again, seer. Touch wood or your insight will wane. There's no going back, no previous track. To try is to know it's in vain, seer. Download, call-back, the universe hacked. To try is to know it's a brain, seer. Now come to your senses again.

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Jun 26, 2025

Jun 26, 2025 at 7:29 AM UTC

Seer

You know that you know what you know. Built a raft in dimensions untamed, seer. Have you placed where you fit in their flow? How to keep motivation aflame, seer? It's you who signed up for this game. To know, to know, your power in tow. Weighed down by your previous gains, seer. To know, to know, the narrative flow. Now come to your senses again, seer. Touch wood or your insight will wane. There's no going back, no previous track. To try is to know it's in vain, seer. Download, call-back, the universe hacked. To try is to know it's a brain, seer. Now come to your senses again.

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Singularities merge. Excess energies purged. A concentric spread spacetime vibrational surge. Then that deep distant BURP rolled through Earth with a CHIRP. Proving we could observe, and without optic nerve. New physics! We cried. And all it implies! We'll get LIGO in space, Nobels, and black ties! Even Einstein stirred as the sigma concurred. If the cosmos is waving, then E is conserved. From let there be light, to electrified kites, To lasers and mirrors observing the nights. So let there be sound. Let the chaos be found. To the stars we ascend, with knowledge unbound.

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Jun 24, 2025

Jun 24, 2025 at 6:39 PM UTC

Tiptoe through the chaos

Singularities merge. Excess energies purged. A concentric spread spacetime vibrational surge. Then that deep distant BURP rolled through Earth with a CHIRP. Proving we could observe, and without optic nerve. New physics! We cried. And all it implies! We'll get LIGO in space, Nobels, and black ties! Even Einstein stirred as the sigma concurred. If the cosmos is waving, then E is conserved. From let there be light, to electrified kites, To lasers and mirrors observing the nights. So let there be sound. Let the chaos be found. To the stars we ascend, with knowledge unbound.

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