Jockeying
for position.
Defining
pecking order.
Defining power.
Sea of
motion.
Pushing for
control,
supremacy.
Carving out
a place for
survival.
Quagmire
of resistance.
Humanities
dance of
existence.
Has always
been dog
eat dog,
survival of the
fittest.
Pace
picking up
light speed
change.
Brownian motion
on a
global scale.
Turning
the other
cheek,
quaint musings
of a
simpler time!

Ghost like.
Ghost like
passing
through.
Reality
within.
Within
the fog
perceived.
Haze of
reality.
Encompasses
all.
All possibilities.
All realities.
Transmitting
all.
Waves of
potential,
probability.
Quantum fog.
Reality unique.
Reality infinite,
mind centric.
Like minds
perceive
like realities.
Teases out
what it
senses.
Forming.
The mind,
creating
reality.
All in the fog.
Mind, senses,
perceive
limitations.
Mind organization
defines
reality.
Different
organization,
different realities.
Different realities
all at once.
All exist
in the
fog
at once.

Field
surrounds
permeates,
penetrates.
Existence
within.
Field flowing,
timespace
influenced.
Energy vibrates,
vibrates
throughout.
Energy ripples
personal energy
personal
ripples
radiating.
Positive energy
negative energy.
Radiating out
passing through
reflecting back.
Everything
changes.
Reaping
what’s sowed.
Time altered,
future
influenced.
Field vibrates
changes, alters
all.
Waves of
change.
Spacetime
ball, all
at once.
Personal
energy altered.
Uncertainty
reigns!

Rage rage against
the gale.
Rage rage against
the dark.
Rage rage against
the gods

Our time in this
existence is short.
Get up off knees
and make
something happen.

Leave a mark
to be remembered
long after you're gone.
That's what
makes a difference.

Get up off you knees,
and rage against
inevitably.

Life,
like a
drop of
rain
sliding down
a pane of
glass.
The day
we are born,
our timeline
begins.
Slipstream of
of existence
rippling  like
rain on the
move.
Weaving
to and fro,
as our timeline
extends.
Decisions
we make the
engine
that moves.
Choices
we make
determines
the ride.
End point
uncertain.
No way to
know.
Back and forth
then back again.
the rain drop
does go.
Back and forth
as the
decisions
mount up.
Swerving one
way then another
based on what
we decide.
Choose wisely
my friend,
as it will
soon come to
close.

I’m here!
I see me.
I hear me.
I’m here.
What’s here?
Where’s here?
Am I real?
What’s real?
Virtual universe.
Possible!
Quantum computer
generated?
Possible!
We don’t know
all that’s
possible
so anything
is possible.
Would it matter?
“I think
therefore
I am.”
Would it
matter how
I came to be?
Virtual world,
virtual rules.
If virtual, will
I die?
Cease to exist.
If virtual here,
virtual
anywhere?
Will I simply
derez, or
pop up
elsewhere?
Possible.
Virtual immortality?
Possible!
Virtual
life after
death?
“I think
therefore
I am.”
Possible.

We can see this in the generations coming after the the Sixty Something's of the early 21st Century, those of us who were born into a world of limited technology. For Millennia technological change occurred at glacial speed. Generation after generation witnessing virtually no change.
Now, new generations are born into a world where technological change, in some cases is occurring in weeks. Information technology, biotechnology and nanotechnology morphing at near light speed.
Nearly everything current generations do centers around mobile technology. Their work, their play and their studies. This has never before been the case in the history of mankind. Instant knowledge at their fingertips. This will change them/us in ways that are yet to be determined, of this they're can be no denial!
The past and the future will forever be cleaved at this juncture of mans ascendence/desendence which ever path evolves.
Wake up everyone, the times, they are a changing.

Realms
within
realms.
Within realms.
Cascading,
flowing
realities.
Never ending.
Reality begets
reality.
Layered,
fractals.
Above,
below,
sided by
side.
Each a
cosmos
unto itself.
Infinite
multi realms.
Finite
understanding.
Infinite
ignorance.
Simple
stories,
attempting
to explain.
Stories
spinning
fables of
realities
never seen.
Beyond
capacity.
Capacity to
understand.
As constructed.
Parameciums
spinning
in circles.
Infinity
within
infinity.
Multiverses.
Beyond
comprehension.

Reflection.
Look around.
What
do you
see?
Are you
sure?
A terrarium,
living in a
terrarium.
Rules
laid out.
Materials
in place.
All that’s
needed.
Needed by
terrarium dwellers.
Accept
what is seen.
Function
accordingly.
Big time,
self impressed.
Power,
dominate,
fight to
survive.
Born,
live,
die.
Question not.
Do your part,
move on.
Terrarium
dwellers need
not reflect.
Need not
contemplate.
Do your
job then
depart.
The lot of
a terrarium
dweller

Reflection
of the
unknowable.
Grappling.
Grappling
with the
unseen.
Limited.
Contemplating
with finite
capabilities.
Finite
resources.
How
to make
sense?
Schools
of thought.
Competing
schools of
thought.
Limited
in scope.
The finite
contemplating
the infinite.
Doomed to
failure.
Parallel
paths of
inquiry,
can only
go so far.
Pressing
forward.
Forward on
faith.
Faith of
ultimate
knowledge.
Ultimate
understanding.
Faith
within
limit­ed capacity.
Reflections
of infinity.
Finite,
bound up
in faith.

Great Maker beyond human knowledge.
Our time is short.
Our knowledge finite.
Reality infinite.
We struggle to understand.
We create structure to make it so.
We build and grow the best we can.
It’s a struggle every day you know.
We are born one day and there it is.
How to make sense we struggle to do.
We organize come together in groups.
We create systems to help see us through.
Political, language, business, social and religious to name a few.
Each system designed to meet a need.
Each system gives us structure, something to help us along.
Helps us make sense, gives us control in our finite little place.
Religion as with government is a process of arrangement.
Religion is a philosophy, nothing more, as the Great Maker’s mind is beyond our control.
There are those who say they understand because the Great Maker told them so.
That’s impossible you see, the Great Maker’s mind for us is impossible to know.

Global
revolution.
Insidious
connections
circulating
the globe.
Tsunamis.
Technology
tsunamis
wash over.
Washing
over all.
Washing away
what was.
Preprogrammed
narratives.
Controlled
by the
few.
Infecting,
corrupting.
Eviscerating
independents.
Infecting
all.
Infecting
with conformity.
Global mind
programmed
controlled
subjugated.
Technology
mind control.
Obvious.
Tsunamis
already
on the
way.
Already
visible.

We will all live
to a ripe old age.

If not here,
then probably
over there.

If not over there,

then defiantly
someplace else.

The mind is
everywhere
at once.

Experiences vary.

When I die in one place
the others simply
move on.

We will all live
to a ripe old age.

We enter
this realm,
like a pebble
into a
pond.
Immediately
we leave
ripples.
As we
move along,
the ripples
grow
interacting
with other
ripples
an ocean
of ripples.
Our ripples
commingle
influence.
Cascading
influence
over time.
Positive ripples
or
negative, greedy
ripples.
Which will we
leave behind?
In the end,
will it be
about power
and money,
or,
the ripples
of kindness
that will change
it all, and
reflect
well
on our
passage.

When humanity first became aware, the world was a scary dangerous place.
Everything was a mystery, nothing but survival at stake.
We created gods to help us make sense.
Gods became the catchall to explain the unknown.
Gods became religions to hold things in place, to offer control.
Due to human isolation, religions evolved differently all over the place.
From the gods in Valhalla to the ones in the sea.
We all had different ideas of what the gods must truly be.
Religious wars down through the ages killing millions in the name of god, what a disgrace.
Today, humanity is spread around the globe, hundreds of religions all over the place.
Killing, still to this day because god wants it that way some would have you believe.
The naivety of humanity just stunning to see.
No one truly knows the Creators intent, though many religions would tell you they do.
Power and control is all they really know. The few telling the many what to believe.
The world can no longer go on in this way.
Religions are constructs made up in human minds, difference due to many things.
Somehow I wonder if the Creator would really want to see us behave in this way.
There’s is no guarantee the Creator made an afterlife you see.
It’s a comfort to think so but there’s no guarantee.
One wonders if the Creator has turned away after seeing what we’ve done to each other and our place.
As we move forward in time business as usual will only enhance our disgrace.
Humanity must unite under one common theme, humanity for humanity’s sake it must be.
We must grow and mature as soon as we can. Treating each other and our world with respect and dignity. There are many who would smile and call this naive.
We must smile in return at their immaturity, realizing their way is now done, from here a dead end.
Would our creator be displeased if we evolved in this way?
How could that possibly be?

Rubicons.
Everywhere.
Crossings.
Crossings
to nowhere.
Sad!
Never
to return.
Great
shift.
Great
pain.
Tectonic
in nature.
Different
paths.
Mutating
futures.
Pettiness.
Explosions.­
Altering
terrain.
Tectonic.
Hardened
hearts.
Vindictive
natures.­
Sad.
Rubicons
everywhere.
Once
crossed
never to
Return.

Through the
ether sailed.
Repeated
trips,
sailing.
Many iterations.
Many thoughts.
Many reflections.
Unique.
Unique voyages.
Unique
experiences.
Infinite variations.
Infinite selves.
Sailing infinitely.
Never ending
sail.
Never ending
self.
Unique travel
through.
Through
endless seas.
Endless selves.
Endless thoughts.
Sailing.
Opaque.
Opaque vapor.
Unseen.
Unclear.
Never ending
sail of
growth,
learning.
Attainment
never attained.
Nirvana denied.
Perfect tack
denied.
Denied.....

Moving
through, sailing.
Sailing as
a schooner
on the
waves.
Gliding
on the
waves.
Waves
of reality.
Waves
of energy.
Ripples
rising up.
Medium,
rich in
context.
Existence,
passing
through time
passing
through space.
Enfolded.
Wrapped.
Energy
transformed,
manifest
consciousn­ess.
Energy as
consciousness.
Energy as life.
Waves,
energy waves
rise up
then fade.
Fade away.
Life rises,
rises up to
fade away.
Back
to energy.
Mixing.
Energy fields
mixing
to rise
again.
Different form.
Different realm.
Always energy!

Born
into the
jungle
are we.
Not, the
jungle of
old, but
a jungle
nonetheless.
Animal instincts
still prevails,
motivations
still primitive.
Driven as
before, none
diminished.
Civilization,
a new invention,
a new reality.
Yet the
jungle still
exists, still
prevails.
Conflict,
spinning conflict
within.
Wild vs
“civilized”.
Animal,
internal conflict.
Transition
between
states
of existence.
Ways of being.
Struggles,
the
animal struggles.
Sticky
past,
holding on.
Instincts run
deep, encoded,
programed on
our very
being. Our
soul.
Perilous journey
one from
the other.
Fingers crossed!

Eons
in the making.
Law of the
jungle
ruling our
way.
Etched on
our soul.
Survival,
at all
cost.
Protecting
territory,
raiding for
resources.
Power to
control,
ruling over
others.
How
do we survive?
How
do we
move forward?
Can the
animal
move forward?
Can the
animal control
Instincts which
control the
animal?
Change
is required
less the
animal succumb.
Succumb
to the
weapons of
today.
Blending with
technology,
merging with
A.I.,
refining the
animal,
the bridge
to the
future,
the
path to the
Universe.

Scope.
Scope
of existence,
reality.
Personal
reality.
Like
fish
in a
pond.
No
concept
of the
whole.
Of what’s
around.
Living
in slice,
a pond.
Instincts
created,
adjusted.
Adjusted
for the
pond.
Derived
in the
pond.
Unaware
of the
grander
scope.
Slice.
Slice
of a
larger
whole.
Self
impressed.
Big fish
in a
little pond.
Mere
minnows
in the
void!