Science, Blues and Philosophy
I find I have things to say and stories to tell. I have music to express and thoughts to share. At what point does someone become wise? Is it arrogant to think what I have to say is worth something, or selfish not to share it? I guess it's not my conclusion to make. Feel free to leave comments.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
MIND GIRL - Haiku
I knew a young girl
In the Land of Memory.
Lost in precious time,
~
And the swirls of mist.
Mountains of Experience,
Ranges have been built.
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I sleep in valleys.
I exult with the sunrise
From the tops of Peaks.
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High above the Land,
Stretched out behind me, so far,
Love fades into Time.
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The young girl stands there,
Not quite obscured by the fog.
Forever Lovely.
Monday, August 05, 2013
The Comforting Fae (Think 'Hospital Nurses')
when spirits come,
to make me jump
and make me run,
there are only
but a few
that bring me rest
and healing charm.
Though fairy dust
gets strewn around,
some do so
with a whisper sound.
And feeling as if
I'd just been kissed,
they send me back
into the mist.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Walk A Road
Nosh and nibble, the night is nigh.
Steep the steps lead down to sleep.
Slumber slips in on silky feet,
So subtle soft in day’s retreat,
Sneaks up and snares the hapless heap.
So dreams, they come, as a flowing stream,
And over the ‘scape they run and gleam,
Too fast, almost, to be even seen.
The pillow, I think, it knows my name.
It calls me. Is it near or far?
It’s kept me safe and free from pain,
And never too far from where you are.
Never too far……never too far.
The sun, like slumber, knows how to sneak,
As around the corner it begins to peek.
And through my eyelids my sleep it rends.
The covers, whom I’ve come to know,
Keep me warm though there be snow.
Then envelop me so close, as friends.
The Darkness is so inky black.
It has driven off the sun’s attack.
And sleep, again, allows a dream,
More vivid than the deepest depths.
A knife’s edge, never quite as keen,
Or sharp as a vivid dream can get.
The electronic bells they draw me back.
No homecoming ever quite as sad.
And dreams, not gone a moments age,
No sweetness could they ever lack.
A Day! A breath will I ever take!
A song chimes on the radio.
A piece of toast I will then break
And walk a road, so far to go.
And walk a road…….and walk a road.
Then…… (back to beginning)
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
THE WREATH
Life is just the time before the skimming of the cream,
The flower on the Wreath.
Everything you do is finally ended in the start
Of the rest of your existence
In which your body plays no part.
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There is no room for resistance
To this far, far greater force.
You should not fear its coming
For it is the only course.
Its beauty never ending,
Its peace a moving Cart
Of the rest of your existence
In which your body plays no part.
Monday, January 11, 2010
DESIRE AND REALITY
Soft, sweet, coming from far away.
I hear it clearly
As though you are sitting near me.
Distance is meaningless
In the hearing of it.
Distance is everything
When it comes to touching
My lips to yours.
How soft is a touch
When it is mere words
On a page?
How sweet is a kiss
That happens in my mind?
So sweet, indeed,
I can almost taste it
On my tongue.
The ache, too real,
My lips not as fooled.
My arms, too empty,
Reach out.
The air I find,
Too cold.
-Steven Willy Rachlin 1/11/10
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
The Illusion of the Morning Sky
We look up at the morning sky and it is like a ceiling. It contains us. It feels like Mother Earth is holding us close to her breast. We feel comfortable and safe. Our ancestors were uncertain as to what was on the other side of the sky. At night they saw all kinds of things and struggled to explain it such that it fit with what they saw. Could they ever imagine the truth?
It was easier to imagine some kind of heaven above that “majestical roof”, as Shakespeare called it. “That brave o’re hanging firmament.” “Laden with Golden Fire”. I couldn’t have said it better myself. What is above that ceiling? The Attic? That was the stage upon which the less enlightened ancestors saw it all unfold before them on. I don’t blame them for getting it wrong. They didn’t have the tools, or perhaps the imagination, to find the truth back then. Add to that the politics of religion. To control the unruly masses something very much bigger than themselves had to be held over them. We were one church service away from being barbarians, from the religious leaders point of view. I’m not sure we weren’t. Wouldn’t it be convenient if there was an all powerful mysterious being that controlled our existence after we left this plain of existence? Heaven was his domain. We can’t know his plan. He is the Creator. How did he do it all? Well, let’s make him all powerful. That explains away just about all the loose ends, of which, at the time, there were many.
Not all the loose ends have been more reasonably filled in since then. However, most of the important ones have. I am amazed that I get to live right at this time of profound discovery and enlightenment. Now we are down to just a few big questions. The very very beginning is still a little sketchy, to say the least. What IS at the bottom of a black hole? Is there a bottom, or “the other side”? If we knew that, what else would we then know? What does this new perspective mean to beliefs that are up to 6000 years old? We better figure it out!
Before anybody is allowed to have inviolate beliefs some reality had better be included. Certainly the church has learned its lesson by now! Can we, in good conscience, allow ourselves to be in denial over simple facts? You can have Faith, but wouldn’t your faith be that much stronger if it were actually based in truth? It is hard for me to imagine an argument against this. Is denial some kind of badge of honor to prove your faith? God is not the Wizard of Oz. We are allowed to look behind the curtain, when whoever is back there is not a charlatan. There are many reasons to hide behind a curtain, but very few of them are good reasons. Eventually we grow up enough to be able to handle taking a peek. We develop the means to look. We understand what the curtain is and what it is for. Our sky protects us from the harsh radiation of space, but we have managed to go to the other side of it. There is at least one more curtain we have to get to the other side of.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
How Much Of You Is Mine?
I am scared because I am alone.
Scared because I found you and you are the way I am.
I am scared I might still be alone.
Frightened by the darkness,
And the way that I first found you.
What does it all mean,
And how much of you is mine?
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I don't know why I need you.
It's not just our first meeting.
I needed you before that.
I never thought that it would happen.
You brought things I didn't ask for.
But now that i have taken,
I wonder if I 've lost.
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So now I sit not sure of
The future and its coming.
The Questions wait unanswered.
The road to you is calling.
I scream, but there is silence.
Not even echoes answer.
A sign says that I'm lonely.
It flashes on and off.
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The darkest night, the deepest river
Couldn't keep me if you called me.
I need someone to lean on me.
I want someone to help me.
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The pieces of the puzzle
Fall together when assembled
And they paint a pretty picture,
But the picture makes no sense.
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When you're lonely
Send your mind out
And mine will meet it softly.
We'll be driven into comfort,
I'll drag you down into silk shadows.
For I will never touch you,
It's our minds that will embrace.
If I never feel your lips again
At least I'll feel your thoughts
And see your face.
Touching can be beautiful,
But what we could have is better.
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So I'm scared and I am lonely
And unsure of what is coming
But I'm hopeful for the future
So I'll take what you will give me.
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As I stare into the starlight
And sip slowly at my wine,
There is darkness, there's confusion,
There is beauty and some rythmn,
And I ask myself this question:
How much of you, is mine?
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The Universal Dream
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Is Religion Good or Bad?
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Sublety Is Certainly Not Without Influence
I have survived several things in my life that could have killed me. I was given yet another chance at life when I got my kidney/pancreas transplant. I have taken these things as an indication that there is something I should, or at least CAN contribute to the world to make it more Enlightened. I feel that I can put ripples in the pond of the Universe and my influence will be felt either directly or indirectly by many people. In any event subtlety is certainly not without influence. On my homepage I have placed a saying I came up with several years ago in a sort of revelation. AS LIGHT CAN BEND A TREE, SO ENLIGHTENMENT CAN BEND THE WORLD!!! We each seek sustenance from the energies that are out there in the Universe. How we grow and in what direction we grow depends on what is out there to cause us to grow (or bend) in any particular way. If one person puts out good vibes, that's a start. If that person can convince others to do the same thing at the same time, well that is more powerful. The truth of Enlightenment is bright indeed. If we light it up we will bend the world.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Across The Atlantic
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Raison d'etre
Monday, August 18, 2008
Live Your Life!
Regardless of how long or short life is I am pretty sure I have more behind me than I have in front of me. It should make the life in front of me that much more precious. I am trying to live it like it IS more precious. I am not as willing to wait for something to work out. I may not have the time patience implies, or laziness requires, or breaking bad habits takes. Who knows, tomorrow they may figure out how to make it last forever. In the meantime you have to assume you are going to die tomorrow, but will live forever. Makes scheduling a bitch. Any given day, if I get to see a pretty girl, I consider that gravy.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Get Some Perspective
We think of freedom as something that we have relative to our government, but in actuality, freedom can only be had when any political or socio-economic machine does not crush us under its oppression, when no group’s hate deprives any of us of our happiness. When no hate exists; when we have abolished it and have brought the world together as a single community; when we join a bigger perspective and become The Residents of Planet Earth, then we will be free..
So ARE we moving towards a utopia where everyone is enlightened and loving of our diverse neighbors, or are we actually becoming more callused? The world is getting smaller, and it seems that smaller is not better. The world does not awe us as much as it used to. What made using a nuclear device against people so abhorrent? We saw how devastating it was. We saw that doing such a monumentally destructive thing made us, as a civilized people, uncomfortable. And we realized that it would end in us destroying ourselves. Now we fear terrorists or terrorist nations might use them, or bio-weapons, with impunity. Much worse than that, they do it in the name of God. Heaven is supposed to be a reward. I don’t know about God, but if it were my Creation and you destroyed it, including my crowning achievement: mankind, I’d be pissed!
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Small World, Large Universe
Fundamental beliefs, that have weathered the test of time up till now, are going to be affected. Some think this means their beliefs will be eroded, but in actuality it should mean that they are growing, dare I say, evolving. Sticking to traditional interpretations, in light of new or expanded information, is nothing but stubborn ignorance, forced ignorance of the most heinous kind. Falsely linking an old way of thinking to a strict adherence to a belief system and then essentially making it a crime of some sort to think any other way is a crime against humanity, knowledge and truth. Religions seem to take the hard line of adherence to belief the most seriously. It seems to me that they are simply afraid that if it is taken any other way it will undermine the entire religion. Knowledge will blow them clean out of the water, and God forbid, we can’t allow that, can we? Better we believe, for example, that we are being fooled by incorrect scientific interpretation of the facts then not believe the world is as old as the Creationists say it is. To deny the literal word of the Bible, somehow, lessens the entirety of all of creation according to their interpretation. I have to say it appears to me they protest too much. Faith should not require the abject denial of truth to make it work. We supposedly figured out that the Earth was not the center of the solar system, the Universe, or anything physical for that matter, a long time ago. It may be the center of, what seems to be, a rather limited view of the Creation. When it comes to the Universe I have to believe that size is everything, size in all four standard dimensions. You look at it and you know, in your heart, soul, and mind that if God is responsible for all this then we have little chance of figuring out God in His greater context. If a God is not responsible we are simply just really very small. For the Creationists to bring it all down to human size makes them nothing less than non-believers of the Real God, deniers of the Universe, Heretics. The complete and total arrogance of their selective truths speaks to their underlying lack of faith in their faith. When what you believe is sorely contradicted by facts, or at least by what you can see with your own eyes, it may be time to make a slight alteration to your faith. When you build castles in the air, the castle is only as strong as its foundation. People talk about faith like it has to be non-changeable in any way. That to do so means you made a mistake and when it comes to God no mistakes are allowed. Well, guess what, we are human. Mistakes are part of our repertoire. Believe that if we alter our beliefs in the direction of truth, God will smile. We need to grow and learn and strive to understand. What needs to change most is your definition of Faith. I have said before that if God wanted it to be easy on us he would have made the Universe fluffy. If he really didn’t want us to figure it all out he could have created us too stupid to comprehend it. At least he could have put that apple tree somewhere we couldn’t reach it. Makes you wonder if God is crazy or crazy like a fox.
Faith and science cannot disagree. Many want to say that they are separate somehow and do not need to agree. I say, “If your Faith can’t hold up to science, your Faith needs to be tweaked”. We have recently heard the term Inconvenient Truth. Truth sometimes requires interpretation. I prefer to say Inconvenient Facts. If we actually have the Facts, the truth cannot be far behind. Faith, by definition, does not require any backing. This is a very bad weak point for faith. Anybody can shove in anything to the basic faith structure and try and pass it off by saying we must take it on faith! A similar semantic game was played on us concerning patriotism. None of us believes that anything that erodes our rights can actually be patriotic, especially when our country is all about our rights in the first place. If we accept into our faith anything that takes unfair advantage of the fact that we have faith, we are making a similar mistake. Because it is Faith, we have to be cautious about what we actually want to include in it. Who gets to say? The Church? A hypocritical television evangelist? While it is easy to believe who and what we want to believe, that does not make it correct. Long ago The Church decided what to include, and not include, in the New Testament. Now we treat it as if it was a book that came down from the mountain like the Ten Commandments supposedly did. Unfortunately it is only that part they wanted us to see that we have now and where it came from before that we only have their word for. This is somewhat sketchy for my taste. I only have to look at the Universe to suspect that God exists. There is little room for politics in that kind of faith and a lot of room for science. There is also room for growth.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Diamonds and Hope
Rare, Rough and Hard.
It can be carved into something beautiful,
sparkling and precious.
But it takes skill,
So it requires practice.
It takes Time,
So it needs patience.
The result is something profound.