All of this life is discovery;
finding out what we all are;
a part of it, spent in recovery;
but that only gets us so far.
We may think we’re all the same;
except, most are taller than you;
such thoughts do not deserve blame;
for we begin life
Poems about Reality
All of this life is discovery;
finding out what we all are;
a part of it, spent in recovery;
but that only gets us so far.
We may think we’re all the same;
except, most are taller than you;
such thoughts do not deserve blame;
for we begin life
I once had a great love in my life;
one that would last forever;
I could envison her as my wife;
with nothing between us, ever.
But never was it meant to be;
we were too many years apart;
she was far too young for me;
so destiny withheld her
What kind of energy is information;
is it the foundation for thought?
Happy thoughts bring exultation;
a mixure of energies, brought.
Are information and emotions the same;
or do emotions measure intensity?
is embracing emotions arcane;
or, rather, a measure of density?
How is it that words can describe;
a
We’ve heard of the calm before the storm;
that sign of peace that preceeds disaster;
perhaps our thinking is in need of reform;
we should consider the calm that comes after.
Storms consist of the challenges we’ve faced;
every one of them: a complete life disaster.
So, how
Reality to imagination; there’s disparity;
what you think; compared to feel;
it’s almost like reality has polarity;
what you see; compared to what’s real.
For how in this world is reality defined;
for seeing is not really believing;
what you see; is determined by mind;
the world
We long to be in the real world;
the one that’s apparent to me;
but, what if our image was hurled;
made projection of facets to be?
What if the real world’s beyond us;
a realm of information it be;
commanded by One who loves us;
information and
There’s very little we understand,
of the immense power we hold;
to which we can avail on demand;
but rarely find ourselves bold.
Often we’re serious for a moment or two;
believing in all that we say;
but simply our words lack power to do;
it’s our
I thought of a day, many years ago;
events were so clear on my mind;
I found myself wanting to know;
how reality is truly defined.
Thoughts were not the same as sight;
in some ways they were more clear;
I could sense sadness and feel delight;
by viewing my