"eta" poems
/ *because such examples have to, have to(!) be perpetuated, reiterated, perpetuated, reiterated... these... "things"... these minor quests of establishing being - against, the authoritarian rule of the democracy of beings.*
you don't shout,
you don't disturb the "social", "peace",
of proverbial english society...
nope...
shouting does not good,
akin to:
silent water eats
away at the shorelines...
what you do...
is akin to what birds do...
you don't gnash your teeth:
i.e. clench them molars...
gnashing means clenching
your molars -
a gnashing a gnarling,
a pestle & mortar scenario...
no...
no shouting...
silent movie era of hollywood
translated...
you... simply... chatter...
you strike incissor teeth against
each other... crafting a lightling storm
like crackling sound,
like corn flakes...
in a bowl of milk...
you... chatter...
inspiration? birds...
bird calls...
you... chatter...
mind you, unlike the english,
looking into my mouth...
the jaw should fit within the confines
of the skull...
the upper set of teeth
should accommodate the jaw's
line of teeth...
but you simply... chatter...
which is embodied by attempting
to take a phantom bite at "something"...
you...
echo:
central incisors against
the lateral incisors...
you subsequently: chatter (χατερ)...
i missed the eta (η): given that i also
missed the excess of tau - in what isn't,
a translation - other than a phonetic
equivalent of putting on sunglasses...
because, when your neighbour,
tells you... that you can't smoke...
in your own home, perched on a windowsill,
out of the window,
implying that the smoke is
vacuumed into his bedroom?
and somehow, the law,
and the air, we share, is somehow his,
and his alone?
and i can't do, what he can,
within the confines of his property?
NOW WE HAVE A PROPER SHITSHOW!
some english are ******* backward
hardly insulting the ****** community,
with some succumbing to prosopagnosia,
while some (notably down syndrome)
actually having a memory capacity...
that curious look and a familiar expression
waiting for a smile...
i basically live next to a mental illness
example, par uno...
and englishman who "thinks"
he's king, rather than a convenient
citizen...
****** won't budge...
guess all i'm equipped with is
my chatter remedy;
and english society still "thinks"
that i'm the "mad" one.
- because it's like...
how can you dictate, what someone can,
or cannot do, on their property?!
like smoking a cigarette,
perched on a windowsill, outside a window,
with the accusation:
the smoke is coming into my bedroom...
oh right...
so...
erm...
you own the dynamic of air
to suggest such a bias?
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 11:30 AM UTC
I was lost; My life a mess, and
I needed a correction,
Put ‘Heaven’ in my G.P.S.,
An inside voice gave me directions:
“Make a legal U-Turn right away
You’re on shaky ground
If you want to go to Heaven
You have to turn yourself around.
First take Forgiveness Freeway,
Then (and this part might be hard)
Read all the signs and billboards
On Bible Boulevard.
At the corner of Divine and Vine
There will be a round-about
Stop and yield the right of way
Learn what patience is about.
There will be hills and mountains
Compassion Pass should get you through
Then go a hundred thousand miles
On Thankful Avenue.
Turn right on Straight and Narrow Road
Ignore Temptation Trails
They only serve to keep you lost
And take the wind out of your sails.
Merge onto Heaven’s Highway
It’s a very scenic road
Slow down and take some pictures
For by now you’re growing old.
You’ll never know your ETA,
And you shouldn’t even care
Destination ‘Pearly Gates’ ahead -
God will tell you when you’re there.”
Phil Lindsey 5/29/15
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 2:55 AM UTC
you can never under-estimate the humanity
of one example,
as you already exampled undermining
the humanity of "you", or whatever choice
of pronoun that befits your idea of superiority -
as said Japan attacked, China retaliatory -
Mongol kept apart - bereaving Scandinavia
bereft due to the European ploy fancy;
you can never under-estimate the humanity
of one example,
as you already exampled undermining
the humanity of "you", or whatever choice
of pronoun that benefits with your idea of superiority -
as said Pearl Harbour: war against war
rather than war against society - indeed modernity
with the man in the high castle rather than
i'm the king of the castle - whereby the softened
consonants rather the hardened vowels -
ð adjacent of j - verifiable ðe- or -dje,
dje - or thus extreme English definite articulate of θη -
i won't give you answers, forget it ****
i don't have a lifetime or likened vein of thought -
variations of f and some vowel, θ- e-i -φ - gobble up
a blah... due to η we endow θ with a calibre of vowel necessary,
fully... eta is like a missing diacritic on emicron, shortened,
ah **** epsilon - one and the same...
still involved, softening, duck-quack-and-feather cushioning,
i admit it's regardless of being 90 years of age
skipping rope and boa entanglement to myth
in memory of a life actually lived -
the stink of my great-grandmother's apartment
the coal-set-piece of what could be a baking oven...
the whole place was scented in ferns...
i don't know why, ferns, it was just ferns...
it wasn't Parisian perfumes, it, was, just, ferns...
it was't the next trend of clothing, it was just fur,
you watched your neighbour's television because
you didn't have your own... ferns! ferns! ferns!
the myth told to children about a golden fern leaf,
the myth of Gutwin and the bee that stung my shin -
it's so long ago, i wish it remained,
all i have is America i'll never see, ever hear,
ever touch, America is just an advert, it's nothing,
all i have is America i'll never savour, ever feel,
ever know, it's just abstract, all i'll get from America
is Apache alcoholism as worth writing about
rather than taking a selfie... and that's about it...
otherwise i'm left with kardashian celluloid -
globalisation really has made London a village
and Abridge a capital.
Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 10:57 PM UTC
when you see me thinking, perhaps i am worried about the cosmos
and the eventual explosion of eta carinae
or maybe
black holes defying physics and swallowing light
sometimes im pondering
the destruction of the atmospbere due to
gamma ray bursts
and the radiation left over from the cosmic microwave background
however,
what i spend most of my time thinking about is perhaps the most beautiful form of destruction of all time:
you.
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
i'm dead serious about conceptualising a su doku...
i'm on the basis of fractions...
praxis 9
/ 4
optical coordination of stressors of furthered insertion
for some reason i cited:
9 x 6 = 51
and then 9 x 9 = 81...
**** 1 is such a difficult number to muster /
master in a goemetric class...
1 isn't exactly geometrically "sound" -
hello φoνoς -
alternatively, when you're doing a really hard su doku,
quote this quasi-copernican interpretation,
i.e. doing the puzzle "lying down"...
i dunno(h)... when complexity arises
numbers "lying down" makes perfect sense...
su doku?
it's like onomatopoeia in terms of arrangement...
81? and it's still a perfect square?!
o.k. o.k. (leo getz style),
ω
3 ß
m
what the **** was alternative to the said?
u p
d
o
w
n p
u
d o w n
by now you're ****** kidding...
M
3 Σ
W my name's matthew,
so you can imagine why i get all hot and bothered
about this variation.
now for some dead etymology (i,e,
i don't give a **** where the words came from,
i just like the way they sound) -
poligon,
okop.
all, if any, emotional intelligence equates
itself toward an intensity status...
i.e. the more you feel, the more
your emotional competence...
for sure... apathy is the "placebo" guarantee
cure for any type of pathos -
or the λoγoς of guaranteed explanations.
to be honest?
λoγoς has been reduced to a suffix status
with that basic "accomplishment" of -ology.
another "funny" word... by was of saying:
it's actually a city...
Płock -
Łódz*,
alternatively? let's juggle
ò (grave) & ó (acute)....
now i see the funny side of the tetragrammaton
concept... it really is omnipresent...
between ò & ó
you want the sort of incisor that's basically |
straight...
something that really might **** off god
once and for all...
with nietzsche it didn't really happen...
i mean an |
o
that would get rid of god in
the classical roman sense of: oh...
and return to the omicron basis
for having revealed a phonetic encoding
that's simply O... and that means doing away with
the god's portion of a hammer (H) -
or the second syllable of the name:
η - weh...
eta weh...
i'd start translation phonetic encoding if i were you...
that variant stated? eta?
it's also called: a short e....
the opposite like loki to thor?
epsilon... and it's called the long e...
in greek it's ε, in latin it's the basis for avoiding
diacritical confrontation / application...
i.e. ee in the word keep, e.g.
Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 1:35 PM UTC
Wanna say my score cards full of gold stars
but inside I'm still just healing scars
My brain is leaking this terrible oozy sadness
I used to believe this was just all ******* madness
Now I know its me
Just not the me you see
Magic pastry chef run the bakery!
What's that ETA for desserts on table 3?
I smile and spin
But deep within
My minds on fire
I wanna be higher
or imma scream or maybe cry
part of me wants to die
But bake this proof that
Time to make people fat
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 12:53 AM UTC
a schoolgirl found me in
High Park with my hands
clutched to my chest
on a red
sheet, under a dead cherry blossom
the dress I was wearing was
the one you gave me to celebrate
our underwhelming tax rebate
and the fact that I was eating again
the examiner said I looked
apathetic,
like dying was the next item on my to-do list
I could have sworn I had only taken
2
(22)
pink
ones to match the blossoms
the *** sleeping on the bench was my new best friend
and the barista at Starbucks asked for my name
and I realized
I hadn’t been asked that in months;
my name
my blood type
my ETA
what colour was the mole on my stomach?
and when did I first learn to
ride a bike?
the last time I smiled was
June 17, 2013.
In the paper they put a picture of it
and wrote “Woman Found”
they should’ve put a close-up
of my hollow eyes.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC
Ya hachu skazat— ya ochin tupoy.
Ya ni znayu kak nayti ma-yo zutdba.
Moy Bog. post budit Chronie Chelovek, kak eta krasivya Luna.
Ya magu begat.
Ya magu mnogo sdelat'.
Ya adeen chelovek, chto lubit Chornaya Luna.
.
I want to say— I am very stupid.
I do not know how to find my own destiny.
My God, let it be a Black Person, like a beautiful Moon.
I can run.
I can do a lot.
I am one person, who loves the Black Moon.
Apr 23, 2025
Apr 23, 2025 at 11:08 PM UTC
If your his-story
Were laundered
On the public square,
Extracting dirt and lie
Then hung out to dry
For all to see
Would you claim it?
Or would you deny
Those black-eyed holes
Glaring
From your wife-beaters...
Shards of glass
Sparkling
From your backyard....
Skulls and bones
Cackling
From your closet...
Projecting only
Those glossy golden eggs
Like cliff the eta carinae
From st luke's
In the village
'til those cluckin' hens came home...
~ P
(#ThoseCluckinHens)
12/25/2014
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
the resurrection of the roman empire happened a long time,
it probably happened when the latinißed
(in english the german eszett works miracles in terms
of how the s and z mingle in certain words, interchanging
in certain words, where even an s is involved in spelling a word,
it’s not necessarily pronunciated, e.g. empiricism is written thus
but necessarily it could be empiricißm) started using
revised arabic digits, given the near synonymous simplicity
of both systems of notation - the near skeletal orientation
of the eye sockets proved that the characters of the language
had to involve a complication - the insurgence of the diacritical
marks on certain letters is keenly metaphorical as the descent
of the resurrected rome, via the heart thumping in the vatican,
the caesars becoming popes and hypocrites deliberating on
what’s supposed to be hidden and what’s to be revealed -
while cyrillic became neo-greek, after all:
Γ (gamma / ge) ι (iota / dotted ι)
ε (epsilon / ze) κ (kappa / ka)
Η (eta / en) o (omicron / o)
π (pi / pe) τ (tau / te)
υ (upsilon / u) φ (phi / ef)
ρ (rho / er) χ (chi / kha)
~ψ (psi) i.e. ш (sha);
and because the greeks developed actual names for letters,
it was only rational to employ these letters as scientific
constants ranging with popular demand in physics and chemistry.
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 3:22 PM UTC
There is an odd calm about me
The skies are bright blue
The heat immense
A hurricane is coming...
Its a few days offshore but the signs are clear
Yet there is an off calm about me
My mind is clear
My heart rate steady
A change is coming
Its ETA unknown but the writing engraved on the walls of my soul
Oceans deep, darkest blue
Andromeda's deepest hue
I'll stand still waiting for you
Arms wide open
To be swallowed by you
There is beauty in surrender
A strange excitement
A thrill unimaginable
A peace unknown
and
I
AM
READY
FOR
YOU!
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 8:25 PM UTC
french garçon - son - ç / s / ς.
and i let the wind turn the page, while
i held onto the last word, i let the wind
turn the page had it not have been held like
a woman in a marriage, and indeed the
wind flipped the page - yes, the perfumery of
books, old or new, stale or freshly baked -
i wanted the wind to turn the pages
of this remnant upheaval of readied reading -
as scenic as i could have wanted -
i let loose the page from under
my fingers, and the wind turned the page...
how i became entombed in
the company of the god Éolides
(εωλιδης) -
and what a happy repose it came to be -
yes, the greeks proved to be the
true aesthetic masters -
dependence on pronuciation's elongation
and curbing - a macron on the omicron
is an omega - etc. - and the epsilon (ε)
should be coupled with eta (η)
in terms of style, as sigma (σ / ς), already is -
but it will be hard, having to digitalise
handwriting, and how easily we can
impose words on the page, without
the smooth rekindling of the waves of
an incoming tide of inspired thinking
known as the birch forerunner, scout.
hence the new testament fitted with the old:
y omega w omicron / y epsilon w eta /
y theta w phi - i.e. yωwo / yεwη / yθwφ;
but of course i'm implying the same treatment
for o and ω like i'm implying for the above
mentioned ε and η akin to handwritten
ease of the two sigmas (σ / ς) - the latter written
at the end of words, the former in between.
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 12:52 PM UTC
I am the shining star you so adore
Giving you light in your darkest hours
Light years away you cannot see
That I am long dead
Nov 22, 2017
Nov 22, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC
As the skies go filled with darkness;
You are always stucked on my mind.
Thinking of a love that is ruthless,
Yet, a love that is surely one of a kind.
Can you help me, Zeus?,
The strongest God from above.
Because I don't wanna lose,
In a battle called "love".
Can you help me, Cupid?
This may sound stupid,
But I just want to hold your hand
Until the blazing time when you're gone.
Can you help me, Eta Carinae?
I just want to witness your rays;
Or to have just one dance,
Or maybe just to meet you even once.
Those dazzling eyes of yours,
My strength and energy source.
You make my heart skip a beat,
And my night complete.
I haven't met you,
I never did and I will never got the chance.
Because you always leave without any clue,
On how am I supposed to take some glance.
All I want is to see your smile,
To hear your laugh,
And to witness how you shine.
But I can't.
Midnight time setting us apart,
Time that keeps on breaking my heart.
Why can't you just be mine?
And just let our hearts intertwine.
I keep on wishing that I will meet you,
Or even just reach you.
Million of diameters between us,
Keeping you and me as anonymous.
Thoughts that maybe you're not the one,
But please stay beside me, Mr. Sun.
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC
only a single word... koniak,
and then there's cognac,
so the g replaces the n...
the "greek" aesthetic in roman
of "c" & "k"
that was too obvious...
the equation of cross-eye (zez)?
in greek reads as:
( ε, η,
θ, φ
o, ω ) (υ)
some orthodox "paedophilia": watch it...
avoiding the grapheme of the vowels
adam & eve (æ)... is just about as bad
as satan and zzz (ß)... i.e. the case of god.
graphemes are, so ******* unique!
to think that germans invented
a consonant grapheme, to counter the roman
twins: romulus (œ) & remus (æ)...
to conjure up a grapheme, is harder still,
than to simply conjure up distinctive informative
(double-adjective, with the missing and)
indicatives... i.e. diacritical markings.
p.s. brandy; and someone took
to the audacity of adding an acute iota: í
into the matrix of: if only we had graphemes,
i.e. í made it's way to suppose eta (η)...
wait a minute... that doesn't exactly fit
the prefix modus of giving letters names...
rather than what the romans did, "singing"
them, i.e. o omicron? that's a noun...
but the romans? oh...
that's just a syllable;
**** me... find me a hundred castratos to sing it!
May 24, 2017
May 24, 2017 at 9:50 AM UTC
i already said that i made a mistake:
hijab and niqab...
but hence the q.
a question, not a queue
standing outside the kew gardens...
but this enforced diacritical markings
over j-ay hey!
or iota (ι) -
it's enforced...
why not a candle í of the acute iota?
he-dziab = hijab
you don't say hi / high all of a sudden,
followed-up with jab...
the diacritical
**** of iota, can morph into an "umlaut"
whereby i can morph into a "digraph",
i.e. hi- = ee...
or simply ē (which is what prolongs
the stress on the letter).
what could i ever conclude with
having written the following?
well... the first philosophy book i ever
bought... in camden town,
plato's θηæτητυς
and i do treat eta (η), as if it were epsilon (ε)
with an acute diacritical mark hovering
over it.
anyway... it only took
over two-thousand years of history
to deal with...
so there's plato's theaetetus: "strange"
how siamese consonants are named digraphs,
while siamese vowels are named graphemes...
there are more digraphs than graphemes,
since there are only two graphemes: æ & œ,
no other variants, i.e., well that's one
to claim, although segregated by . . and
those are two unique words.
yet in the theaetetus dialogue,
socrates is talking about S O
so- (+) -crat- (+) -es,
a syllable broken down into letters (units) -
but this is the 21st century,
and what minor detail occurred in
the 20th century?
something similar, i suppose...
the same concerning bringing it down to just
two letters...
heidegger's ponderings (iv, 221):
why do i two g's in my name?
at first i'd suggest he asks the question
as a case of vanity, but i suspect there's
a question concerning aesthetics of spelling...
at least in english that's the case,
the germans write like chemists,
they compound excessively,
and they don't hyphenate their words like
their english cousins...
so he goes on to state why his nickname
is gg (jee-jee)
g1. güte (benevolence, not pity)
g2. geduld (patience, supreme will)...
sure, but why not géduld?
ah... because that would be frown-ser
(french) - and that would hardly be patience,
it would be a 35 hour working week...
other nations frown and say:
you're ******* lazy!
and the french reply: qui-z la
pita-mont (πíta-mąnt) / (we're patient).
Jun 14, 2017
Jun 14, 2017 at 12:26 PM UTC
They just don't understand.
It's fresh as that day for you.
Like the tingle of your hand when sympathy has squeezed it tight,
you're heart is holding on with all its might.
They just don't understand.
The need for a time machine.
When your heart demands what your mind knows to be impossible,
impassable grief sets in.
They just don't understand.
Loss is an unmapped journey, no chronology, no ETA.
Just finding your way.
They just don't understand.
So tell them not to try.
Just be an ear and a shoulder when you cry.
May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 9:19 AM UTC
9 months starting April 1st 2022 to my eta to graduate math course completion
Mar 16, 2022
Mar 16, 2022 at 8:04 AM UTC