#expand
Inchoate feelings, what are they?
It could be greed, it could be hate
It grows so slowly, protected,
Like a dragon protecting it’s hoard
All things have a root, a home,
They all begin somewhere,
Where they all thrive and expand
What are these emotions?
What are these feelings nurtured with?
Is it dwelling? Stubborn clingingness?
Does the dragon grow that way?
These inchoate feelings, emotions alike,
How do they heal? Do you let go?
Let the balloon pop, drain the pool,
Tell me, how do you cope?
Do you hold it in? Let it out?
The inchoate emotions aren’t something that should grow.
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 3:43 PM UTC
If this were ready to sow, who would know?
All true, is it altruistic to make a mind
to not lie by some alteration in the source
code feeding the mind the energy
required of being, itself?
Alter
ego- stopped Ernest Becker, the importance
of being aware he was there, in my ear,
halted all progress in the direction
beyond my ken and any kenner's ken, hearken,
have we a word we hear,
which means a thing to some who hear it
and nothing to others?
Alteration on altruistic first response,
all thru, truly easy upgrade, just think
alter was the spoken sound used as
English uses other, in Latin
thus in the code of the literati,
altruistic is other selfishness.
Utter spoke, not rote hm
--
wedoms in reality
we are al
ways altruistic, true
not all who claim the name, we, the people,
are the only people, the species formed
from wormish droppin' doin'drottenin'
darkenin' fertile soil, black
land, by god,
I got me a blackland farm, zactly near
as I believed, left be, alternant
real enough, to hope for
as mentioned
you better believe
= hear that from the other, clenched jaw,
canines clearly dis-
playing…
playinwitcha
c'mon, c'mon
Comte, gimme a position, make me a point,
as truth always will out after in, in any
breathing situation.
--- this expanded to here:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JbUUmqVA4ZJI1BJMNMTcLe4nd7ZAbCsxP8muHHguJbM/edit?usp=sharing
Oct 1, 2020
Oct 1, 2020 at 5:12 PM UTC
Stepping into the unknown
I feel a rush of anxiety
My mind urges me to leave
I push ahead,
I try to ignore my thoughts
They return,
Are you sure?
What if you are wrong?
I move forward,
More determined,
Suddenly a wave of courage
and strength arise
I am not alone
I can do this
In this space,
Everything is possible
Jul 27, 2020
Jul 27, 2020 at 3:37 AM UTC
We have a unique opportunity
during this time
To expand
A wave of consciousness
has arrived to expand our way of being
with life, with ourselves, with each other
It's here to change and challenge our
old beliefs
and our way of life
It's uncomfortable
It's confronting
It's necessary
And as we slow down
We will see ourselves more deeply
We will see others more deeply
We will become aware of
our higher self
our higher purpose
And in this space
We will expand together
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 7:09 AM UTC
Colors suspend to saturate enclosed walls
a quick tuning occurs
adjustments towards expansion takes place
Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 10:07 PM UTC
Synapses
A scien’terrific, spiri’tool
To fool around with; a reality
The best of microscopes can see
And measure.
Pure arithme-ticking over,
Showering the brain with light;
Sparks queueing up in scans,
A cue to IQ variations, and
The more the better.
Riches of all human wishes lying there
Waiting to be bared then shared:
Nature in infinitude.
One good turn deserves another;
One good synapse serves another.
“Wakey, wakey” here comes knowledge!
Insights new, fresh out of college!
Insights causing you to grow;
Daring you to dare to go;
Blowing horns you dared not blow.
Synapse and invention new;
By definition a new you.
I’m signing off with love (or luff),
This synapse stuff the glove
That warms,
Synapses’ arms
The magic charm.
Synapses 12.9.2017 Circling Round Science II; To The Child Mystic II; Arlene Corwin
Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 3:43 PM UTC
why is it that you fall
head over heels in
love with basic
human decency
— we've been crushed so long, the absence of weight feels like flight.
Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 11:46 PM UTC
Creative enhanced blood cells move within
as I harvest kind words.
They enter the mind to explode
expanding, blooming,
tickling senses to write.
The moon is lit to enhance as
well the sun with its rays bright.
And when it rains moisture touches skin
to anoint cells with boost bringing forth words.
Words to enrich and inspire others
All in the day of a poet.
A poet, who flies in dreamscape fantasies.
StarBG © 2017
May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 2:34 PM UTC
The universe which modern science says is expanding
is partly due to our perception of it and understanding.
But into what does it expand and has perhaps to contract?
when we're only vaguely aware of what it contains intact.
____________________
Dec 8, 2016
Dec 8, 2016 at 4:39 PM UTC
I
push
at my wall
expand into the
far corners of total
conciousness yet there
are four dimensions to bind
and five senses to contend with
therefore I'm compressed in
the shape of enlongated
boxes turned onto
their corner tip
and discover
the shape
of
DIAMONDS
SoulSurvivor
(C) 7/2/2016
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
"Until an hour before the Devil fell..."
Yahweh and Lucifer got on so well,
God thought Archangels so beautiful,
God blessed each of you, so dutiful,
Lucifer, our light divine,
Now fallen angel, out of time,
Evil love, Prince of Darkness,
Diablo Mephistopheles, no less,
Sad to say, Beezelbub runs Hell,
But, Yahweh and Lucifer got along so well,
"Until an hour before the devil fell...."
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 9:51 PM UTC
The pale night and the ghastly wind upon the skin,
And shiver by the sliver of ice needle pierce through the bone,
For this is the essence one felt by the beauty of words injected into the lungs.
Fluffy snow illuminates as the tunes become entwined by the inner beats,
And from flakes to crystals shattered like hammer onto ice,
Such is the force of all of whom dealt with love and war.
Nothing is but a straight line to a journey unwritten,
For bumps and bruises are only a flesh wound you would nod with a smile,
And all is but the fairness of the bloom of petal to yet another summer.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
Commit your work to the Father
And your thoughts will be established
Don’t bring no more pain to your mother
You gave her enough when she had ya
Stop killing yourself and forgive your brother
Don’t you know that stress will beat you to the finish
Watch your steps and be good to the daughters
Or your footprints will be diminished
We all need a little love
So please come and fill me up
I might not be…
Sometimes I have a lot and can't get enough
But when Im left with a little I have more fun
Do you appreciate what you've got
When its all said and done?
Or do you play your fiddle?
Well, get up and run
!
From your life that will never be
Satisfied by material things
Dead inside
while your soul screams “mmmmm”
Ive been too lazy and its driving me crazy
We all need a little love so please come and fill me up
I might not have an empty cup just give me some, it don’t have to be much
I worked all day got my check and gave it away
Tried to get rid of the pain but still it came
Now I'm stuck with shame all over my face
And every day I wake, it's all the same
There has to be some way
out of here
nothing ever changes
So I put on my Chucks and I tied up the laces
Too many times I've tried to convince myself that ignorance is bliss
Seek and ye shall find
I'll die trying
cause I know there's more
to life than this....
We all need a little love so please come and fill me up
I might not have an empty cup just give me some it don’t have to be much...
Many cities I've roamed
And to many towns I've gone
Haven’t been to one yet
love hasn’t been shown
Taught my eyes to see fleas ticks and barking dogs
Realized I used to be all of these things
when I was still lost in the fog, so
If you need a little love
Just bring your empty cup
I might not be all the way filled up
But you can have some, I wont deny you my love
If you need a little love
Just bring your empty cup
I might not be all the way filled up
But you can have some I wont deny you my love
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=laYl0mdXEqA
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 10:18 AM UTC
I feel like my words are failing me
My thoughts are simply not there
What I write is not what I want it to be
My mind has become blank and bare
I'm lost in this nothingness
Feeling empty with nothing to confess
My fire becomes less and less
These words and rhymes are more a mess
No matter how hard I try
to put down my pen
I always look back
and lift it again
I must gather myself and collaborate
Look at my words and rhymes and elaborate
Make them more in depth and intricate
Expand my heart and make it infinite
I must become the words I scribe
Using them on my demons as a bribe
To break a piece off my existence
To incorporate it into my poems with persistence
I must truly write how I actually feel
nothing obscured, it must appeal
To the minds and hearts of the readers who care
hoping to cause a spark, arc and a flare
I will open my mind and dig in the dark
And through
All the Words and Rhymes
On new journey I will embark
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 9:35 AM UTC
It’s only through a straw that we can view our perspective. I woke up in a haze, like always, it’s like I’ve never known clarity. The beauty of the world was unmistakeable from the general point of view. Anybody can look at the sunset on and clear day to truly believe in the importance of self-expression. These colors reflecting off the sun and energies of our world to transform our reality into a techno color dream that can melt any doubt of reason. But this wasn’t the case today. Today was cloudy. The dreams I woke up into were of fantasy and foe. I travel to a distant place of wild parallel universes, possibilities really. The dream tends to move and shape by my energy or my will. Active energy is what moves this cell. In cells are atoms and the wind is plasma. It is only well known that our conscious minds are in fact the reality that we exist in. That whole sentence can be seen as redundant. Transparently we open up in our own way. Everybody has their heart on their sleeve as a part of nature. Some fail to recognise it. We are still developing and growing. A beautiful transitioning stage in life and evolution. It is the biggest time of advancement in our conscious existence. Roses and flowers is what we are. We grow and bloom in the most beautiful and vibrant motion. Feel amazing, you were born to feel amazing. It is what draws us to life. Plans aren’t real, neither is time or a schedule. We move for existence naturally. You can believe that it’s not about working. You can challenge the reality you have by expressing you energy and activating your mind. The more you open your mind and digest information willingly without instant belief or doubt and concur on your truthful first person observations, you can achieve mental freedom and liberation. Not trying new things hurts you more. You control your survival level to an extent to choose to thrive. Adventure isn’t always risk it is growth. Growth comes from within. You chose to grow. Relaxing, disconnect for a while and fall into your imagination. It’s there for you to use at your free will. It is seemingly infinite. It is beauty in its own form, awaken. Freedom to eat and freedom to starve. Choose time, or choose money, one is freedom.
Cleanse the mind, cleanse the body, cleanse your energy, see clarity, gain perspective, shed layers and realize truth.
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 10:56 PM UTC
Sometimes I wonder if world matters not, as each step and time is progressed to the events of our surroundings. One action leads to another, while we are living in the moments. In grand scheme of things what are our contribution to the world, and then what is it that we try to achieve? Sure we want to live our lives in the fullest It can offer, but at the end of our lives in this world what is it we try to achieve? Judeo christianity offer the answer that we are given utopian after life for our great deeds, or eternal flames of damnation for not accepting god's gift! In Hindi or Buddhism it is the leaving our personal desires, and be part of God or obtain the eternal nirvana respectively! While I am for happy thoughts of eternal happiness, I wonder if those ideals were only instilled onto general populous to keep things under control, so chaos will not take over our world!
I know one thing for certain, and that time is always consistent, while after my death things will simply go on. It's funny isn't it, rich or poor, gender, nor our belief, even our solar system has expiration date scientifically speaking. Our planet will one day collapse due to our sun going super nova, and it will create the the vast black hole, ******* all sense of the word life! Not even our greatest minds have found a way to get to another galaxy, just able to stop by our neighboring planets, because space is expanding faster than we can reach the speed of the location of our desired inter planetary exploration. Now if we can find a warm hole, then can humanity of terra still progress?
Life is bit silly I suppose, we live, bear children and die, and repeat. If all religions was false, and all those judging eyes were also wrong, I want to live life treating people the way I want to be treated. In my personal thoughts, I want to live a good life as life can offer me, and share these good life with people who I enjoy their company with. We live a very short life, and I want to make it count. If I can help humanity in someways, I want to do it in a meaningful ways, but living the life the fullest as I come to meet my own end! I can't be afraid knowing everything will end individually, and trying new things are the ways of our lives, while I'll have my limits and my personal barriers, there are absolutely nothing to fear!
Live life, and make it count!
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
This I pray, my dearest love,
Mold me, God, in this sacred love
Help me to expand my heart;
give me the strength and courage;
give me the embracing arms,
greater love,
bigger sacrifices,
deeper ecstasy
Eternally
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 11:31 AM UTC
I know her
That of which your heart is made,
That for whom it beats,
That for whom it bleeds.
She is forever scarred
Into your skin
Like a one-winged
Butterfly tattoo.
Your dream lays
Where she sleeps,
Where she breaths
Soft and neat.
Your passion lives
Where her attention
Is yours for hours
And you long for years
To trade her fears
For heavy tears.
And you long for her smile,
Her laughter
For only a short while.
But your pain expands
Where mine also does.
My shattered heart and I
Know you, feel you
For you are broken
Just like us.
F.Z.N
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 10:37 AM UTC
You are...
Whenever someone asks us this, we all tend to start making a list of adjectives.
You are: loving, compassionate, outgoing, enthusiastic, funny, awesome..
SHUT UP.
You are more than a list of silly adjectives.
You are a galaxy, constantly expanding with new experiences and new hurt.
You have billions of stars burning inside of you, each with a different story engraved within them.
You are your scars, the physical ones seen on your body and the ones on the stars only you know are there.
You are the heartbreaks and the sleepless nights.
You are the bottle of ***** you drank to wash away all of your heartbreaks.
You are the pain you've caused other people and the pain other people have caused you.
You see I would keep going but I am no more than you.
It's time you finish this poem on your own.
You are...
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 10:53 PM UTC
Barbells and principles
Intensity through determination
Shape leading to conditioning
Veins with the muscle peak
Creating just the right physique
I have long to have muscles
No relation to seafood mussels
However, its nutrition with a name
Looking for results being the aim
I want a reflection that is my own body composition
The idea is to be solid and strong
Feeling muscular in where I belong
A dynamite me
For all to see
My dreaming mind
I am visualizing with all combined
Muscles are just fine
It takes years of perfection and that means time.
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
I want to explode
Grow, shatter, spread, fill the sky
'Till I don't feel small.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 12:07 AM UTC