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this is all my fault
this mess of life before me
this is all my fault

s.s
i feel responsible for us ending even though i didn't end it
why wasn't i good enough for the effort
you were good enough to me
Our lives come and go like the blossoms on a tree
A story told by many voices
It cannot be conveyed with any accuracy
Beyond that of dates and time
For the rest remains a secret
Nothing can describe.
Neither plan nor preparation maps our path
For it meanders like the tributaries of a river
Into unknown clearings
Stopping short of perfection
Clinging to the goodness found
Loving where it can that night owl of wisdom
Belonging to a tribe of people
Who at the end pick up the petals
And put them in a drawer
Saying this was he or she
Who we came to know
Whose name in an address book
Brings tears to our eyes
This was a life.

Love Mary ***
You describe yourself
And I can't help but notice
You have no idea who you are
.
For some it is a poetic crime
to ever use an imperfect rhyme.
As the Emperor of enunciation
I embrace differing pronunciation.
So chain not words up in a prison
let them go with their own rhythm.
.

© Pagan Paul (Sept 2015)
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Old poem I found in a notebook, previously unpublished.
I think I wrote it for another site where there were
a lot of snobbish 'academic' poets.
.
Cat
Eyes open
to                 dark
the
you say that I’m a liar
you think I never cared
you smile like nothing ever happened
you regret everything we shared

never confronting the problem
only hiding from reality
delusions you built in your head
destroying our sanctuary

but then it was never safe
your danger lingered daily
finally ruining everything
imploding because you are flaky

you run your mouth
and think I should care
but the truth is I don’t agree
and you are just a nightmare

I have learned to deny
every smile on your lips
because you mislead me
with all of your ***** tricks

you say that I’m the liar
but I know what’s right from wrong
I just want you to know
you’ve been the liar all along
please
please tell me
when you move on
tell me you don't love me
please
so i can stop picturing
you calling me
kissing me
holding me
telling me you made a mistake
that you messed up again
please
please tell me
when you do
so i can move on too

s.s
Eric Dubay Shared on Google+ · 6 months ago ~ The Earth is Not Moving! The heliocentric theory, literally “flying” in the face of direct observation, experimental evidence and common sense, maintains that the ball-Earth is spinning around its axis at 1,000 miles per hour, revolving around the Sun at 67,000 miles per hour, while the entire solar system rotates around the Milky Way galaxy at 500,000 miles per hour, and the Milky Way speeds through the expanding Universe at over 670,000,000 miles per hour, yet no one in history has ever felt a thing! We can feel the slightest breeze on a summer’s day, but never one iota of air displacement from these incredible speeds! Heliocentrists claim with a straight face that their ball-Earth spins at a constant velocity dragging the atmosphere in such a manner as to perfectly cancel all centrifugal, gravitational, and inertial forces so we do not feel the tiniest bit of motion, perturbation, wind or air resistance! Such back-peddling, damage-control reverse-engineered explanations certainly stretch the limits of credibility and the imagination, leaving much to be desired by discerning minds. If the Earth and atmosphere are constantly revolving Eastwards at 1,000 mph, how is it that clouds, wind, and weather patterns casually and unpredictably go every which way, often travelling in opposing directions simultaneously? Why can we feel the slightest Westward breeze but not the Earth’s incredible supposed 1,000 mph Eastward spin!? And how is it that the magic velcro of gravity is strong enough to drag miles of Earth’s atmosphere along, but weak enough to allow little bugs, birds, clouds and planes to travel freely unabated in any direction?

We must take it on faith as mathematical proof doesn't exist.

N.A.S.A. on Speed:
The Earth's orbital speed around the sun is 67,000 m.p.h.
The sun's orbital speed around the galaxy is 450,000 m.p.h.
The speed of the ground beneath your feet, as a result of the Earth's rotation is
600 m.p.h. at the latitude of Sheffield (53 degrees);

1,000 m.p.h. at the equator.
The Earth travels 584 million miles per year (one trip around the sun); that's

1,600,000 miles per day; 66,667 miles traveled each hour

“The distance across St. George's Channel, between Holyhead and Kingstown Harbour, near Dublin, is at least 60 statute miles. It is not an uncommon thing for passengers to notice, when in, and for a considerable distance beyond the centre of the Channel, the Light on Holyhead Pier, and the Poolbeg Light in Dublin Bay.  The Lighthouse on Holyhead Pier shows a red light at an elevation of 44 feet above high water; and the Poolbeg Lighthouse exhibits two bright lights at an altitude of 68 feet; so that a vessel in the middle of the Channel would be 30 miles from each light; and allowing the observer to be on deck, and 24 feet above the water, the horizon on a globe would be 6 miles away. Deducting 6 miles from 30, the distance from the horizon to Holyhead, on the one hand, and to Dublin Bay on the other, would be 24 miles. The square of 24, multiplied by 8 inches, shows a declination of 384 feet. The altitude of the lights in Poolbeg Lighthouse is 68 feet; and of the red light on Holyhead Pier, 44 feet. Hence, if the earth were a globe, the former would always be 316 feet and the latter 340 feet below the horizon!” -- Dr. Samuel Rowbotham, Earth Not a Globe!

“The lights which are exhibited in lighthouses are seen by navigators at distances at which, according to the scale of the supposed ‘curvature’ given by astronomers, they ought to be many hundreds of feet, in some cases, down below the line of sight! For instance: the light at Cape Hatteras is seen at such a distance (40 miles) that, according to theory, it ought to be nine-hundred feet higher above the level of the sea than it absolutely is, in order to be visible! This is a conclusive proof that there is no ‘curvature,’ on the surface of the sea - ‘the level of the sea,’- ridiculous though it is to be under the necessity of proving it at all: but it is, nevertheless, a conclusive proof that the Earth is not a globe.” -- William Carpenter, 100 Proofs the Earth is Not a Globe
sometimes when you look at me with your eyes like pearls and mine a tint red

I wonder

why would you decide to plant a seed in this broken vase

why water it everyday when you know it can't hold it all

but you did

and this little seed turned into a flower turned into a garden

I thank you for planting that seed

thank you for seeing more than this broken vase
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