"buckminster" poems - Hello Poetry

Coming Apart marketing value of brains marketing worth of knowing college sorting machine Murray from the Bell Curve Just yesterday Lex Fridman, and this guy odd co-suggestion - do you think we are evolving? A shared culture, shared tastes and prefer- ences incessant conferences 2022, and a few, a rare few, seeing bits in patterns of eight, 2-bits, et cetera Samuel Johnson, obscure as can be, practically kabalisticly mysteriousus, sum mostus firstus, fundus mentalis, serpent mind/ Marshall McLuhan 1967-- Buckminster Fuller The Beatles, et al, Acid, Grace Slick, Tallahachee Bridge, Rick Ridenour Suicide 1970 - too late, too soon, take your time, put it back into your head, your head, baby, it was all real it was all real at the time, so long so long, since we found some body to love, till the end of time, tipped and split into ever more, after never before. There was never such a time as this.

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Oct 17, 2022

Oct 17, 2022 at 11:39 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Such a time as this

Coming Apart marketing value of brains marketing worth of knowing college sorting machine Murray from the Bell Curve Just yesterday Lex Fridman, and this guy odd co-suggestion - do you think we are evolving? A shared culture, shared tastes and prefer- ences incessant conferences 2022, and a few, a rare few, seeing bits in patterns of eight, 2-bits, et cetera Samuel Johnson, obscure as can be, practically kabalisticly mysteriousus, sum mostus firstus, fundus mentalis, serpent mind/ Marshall McLuhan 1967-- Buckminster Fuller The Beatles, et al, Acid, Grace Slick, Tallahachee Bridge, Rick Ridenour Suicide 1970 - too late, too soon, take your time, put it back into your head, your head, baby, it was all real it was all real at the time, so long so long, since we found some body to love, till the end of time, tipped and split into ever more, after never before. There was never such a time as this.

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A glorious hstory of jew in his array of spirit today that rose on a dream where bona fide with proprietorship it posted its golden way in a suburban place near the bay. This glorious monument of her time with mayoral sublime and a museum grew a Buckminster Tavern extemporizing resound she lie in midst of my siren that denizen Yankees.

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Jun 4, 2017

Jun 4, 2017 at 8:46 AM UTC

poetman

Framingham

A glorious hstory of jew in his array of spirit today that rose on a dream where bona fide with proprietorship it posted its golden way in a suburban place near the bay. This glorious monument of her time with mayoral sublime and a museum grew a Buckminster Tavern extemporizing resound she lie in midst of my siren that denizen Yankees.

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( saith BUCKMINSTER FULLER ) || || ( it should also be noted here that ancient scriptural languages are free of "tenses" -- and that their use of the " past tense "-- to give them a historical basis is a complete sham and shows them them to be Deceptions ) •• •• 2 hearts ? 1 heart ? in the embrace of every stranger We live • We drink pure water before it rains Before it flows down from the hills // Love exists as a gift only () I see your naked body in the sacred lonely places In the park Where the hobos dance & the bag ladies sing /// Me and god go walking thru the country lanes Wondering when you shall appear // // And here you are !! • ( god is a verb ) • You do know that We are more powerful than all the evil of the world ? // The singer and the song are one and the same

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May 13, 2015

May 13, 2015 at 9:25 PM UTC

jeffrey-robin

" GOD " ...... is a verb

( saith BUCKMINSTER FULLER ) || || ( it should also be noted here that ancient scriptural languages are free of "tenses" -- and that their use of the " past tense "-- to give them a historical basis is a complete sham and shows them them to be Deceptions ) •• •• 2 hearts ? 1 heart ? in the embrace of every stranger We live • We drink pure water before it rains Before it flows down from the hills // Love exists as a gift only () I see your naked body in the sacred lonely places In the park Where the hobos dance & the bag ladies sing /// Me and god go walking thru the country lanes Wondering when you shall appear // // And here you are !! • ( god is a verb ) • You do know that We are more powerful than all the evil of the world ? // The singer and the song are one and the same

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Mine not yours and don't tell me otherwise I loved him first for his genius ridiculousity, brilliant insanity Idea: two fleets of zeplins the former carries ready made homes the latter, bombs, set to carve craters just the right size to drop the homes into I fell next for his spiritual science, new age pragmatism Thought: maybe all of us are intrinsically bound by a integral of gravity and that integral turns out to be love. But I love him most for his heartache, his depth for melancholy Feeling: tired of being a wordsmith and mathematician and designer and sailor, prepared to instead become a part of Lake Michigan's great biology What I'm still trying to love is his hope, relentless in optimism and downright unscientific. The thing that took him off that ledge. I'm glad for it but I cannot call it my own.

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Sep 20, 2020

Sep 20, 2020 at 6:44 PM UTC

PCalvey

Buckminster Fuller is my hero

Mine not yours and don't tell me otherwise I loved him first for his genius ridiculousity, brilliant insanity Idea: two fleets of zeplins the former carries ready made homes the latter, bombs, set to carve craters just the right size to drop the homes into I fell next for his spiritual science, new age pragmatism Thought: maybe all of us are intrinsically bound by a integral of gravity and that integral turns out to be love. But I love him most for his heartache, his depth for melancholy Feeling: tired of being a wordsmith and mathematician and designer and sailor, prepared to instead become a part of Lake Michigan's great biology What I'm still trying to love is his hope, relentless in optimism and downright unscientific. The thing that took him off that ledge. I'm glad for it but I cannot call it my own.

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