(neurons) of fire flies

it took the thunder cracking fear of life
and the branch that never struck the forests floor
for me to peak beyond my screen
and find the living lights once more
inside the dark outside
the subtle fire flies alive in flight
beckon me upon my porch of sorts
me thinks: what a sordid short lived torch
to live and burn and fly and die
and all within one tiny night
then me looks up to the sky july
a strange connection inside my mind

in the woods and up above: these twinkling lights....
now I know what becomes ...of fire flies

oh blah

I agree with Daniel Dennett that our soul(s) or mind(s) is our brain(s) [or at least a part of a bigger configuration that consists of both] . I do believe however that our scope of the physical is not complete, hence the term metaphysical , to me, means physical but perhaps beyond our grasp or comprehension. I would also contend that just like the billions of connections that make up our brain/mind, the millions of billions of compounded connections that make up the world  may constitute a brain/mind of a more complex and different sort. And if this trend extends to the entire universe then one might ( and I for one do ) consider existence an all encompassing being likened to the concept of divinity. I think the pervasive appearance of fractal patterning thoughout the observable (to us anyway..) universe is some evidence for this "universal mind theory" which in actuality is not original to me at all, but begs borrows and steals from poetry science and philosophy and and ancient descriptions of the Tao and Sufi mystic poetry and Hindu disciptions of the universe and principles of Zen Buddhism and the Transendentalists and countless others who I deem to be the most self realized pieces of this universe.  The view of "God" as the universe or multiverse or whichever "IT" existence may be is simultaneously ancient and progressive. This paradox of  "the ones that percieved themelves seperate despite their union with each other and their environments" is so utterly hysterically obvious to me. Its like a big joke; the divine comedy indeed. But most everyone is so understandably convinced of the lines they've drawn on the world that they take for granted or forget the obvious: that there is no such things as true opposites but only a finite view of the indefinite( perhaps infinite). The percievable has grown bigger and smaller beyond what once we could percieve. There is little if any evidence to support the claim that the universe (existence) is finite.Though drawing lines and projecting divisions is for the most part  practical and harmless, I believe that forgetting that these lines are projections is locally dangerous for us as a species (though inconsequential to the whole). These lines if not illusory ('real' is a messy subject) then they are at least dynamic and bendable. I believe this to be to our advantage to keep in 'mind' (if not evolutionarily then at least in terms of quality of life and restoring and preserving the sense of the divine and awe in our lives). How intimately and indefinately existence is entangled with itself!: If this was the world paradigm then I believe science and religion would no longer be at eachother's throats but would be rather  tools of describing the intricacies complexities and eccentricities of the existential divinity that is the universal mind in its varying forms( allowing them to exist together peacefully) I believe this shift is happening of itself but is struggling to enunciate itself. And surely for now I have come far short of translating this potential and of convincing anyone that it may become an actuality so.............to bed...........................

They're bioilluminescent, Kevin!

everytime I breath my bones break. my inhalation sends me ascending and when I exhale I free fall. I open my eyes to an ephemeral dream, body to a transient self, imagination manifest. To percieve thoughts of a grand being with the revelation that I too am a thought within its infinite and divine brain, to pretend to exist as an entity while revelling in the understanding of being a mere piece of the only being, to do anything at all and know that all that is ever happening is playing with oneself!

....

Every thing is sending a message to you. It's like hit or miss, ya know?

To witness eternity with you

To witness eternity with you in all the finite

May feel like standing on the edge of a bottomless pit

Which raises the question ‘what is above us?’

Are we the top of the bottomless?

So we turn our noggins along their axes to where we call upward

And view a limitless heaven

We come to a better understanding of this eternal complex existence

We cease peeling away the layers that only reveal more and more and more

We become calm comfortable cosmic

No matter where we fall or rise to, You and I are central to Infinity

a prayer to breath before breathing

Breath
How can I know you so well
That I hardly know you at all?
All the time you spend with me
I will never reciprocate completely, but

Starting with this breath
I am with you.
We are together.

my will

   let me rot      let the bacteria feed on my body    or whatever nutrition is left of me

Seismology Ecology

My pen, and my pad, and my mind. Together, we form a triumvirate. Each claims to be sole leader of soul. We are the trinity that is one. The seismometer that is measuring and reflecting its own vibrations. Here comes you, with quakes of your own. We strain to realize that whatever we may be, we are rippling on the same wave.-                                                                                                 -k=mC g