Dream Tide Gold Word Ideas Wash Up Again

Yesterday I posted a Scorpions Death Metal cover idea on Facebook (Loving U Sunday MoUrning instead of Loving You Sunday Morning), and then behind the wall of sleep (Black Sabbath song recently featured here) I realised Death and Metal are both five-letters words with the letters E-A-T within them: the same three letters featuring in my TEA-EAT-ATE letters box mixing those letters up: my latest attempt at proving my genius!

Death is also a shenel word: an idea I had two summers ago, of words within words, with the shenel name I gave them compounding shell and kernel as in nuts; as it has eat within d-eat-h.

Another example was sa-tie-ty, as shown in this Facebook comment I made, with satiety having two letters either side of tie.

Dream Time Consciousness-Unconsciousness Beach Analogy

I’ve been studying my own consciousness-unconsciousness since starting my writing career in 2005, as shown in this ‘self-portrait’ of how I thought my brain worked:

I was inspired by the counter-culture I’d been in since the 1980s then, and the philosophers and scientists I’d learnt about in university between 1995-2005.

I remember reading about the hypnagogic state between waking and sleeping in a writing magazine sometime after 2005; thinking I really related to that.

This morning, waking up with the letters EAT again in my mind, I thought the conscious and unconscious have a relationship like beach and sea, with sleep unconscious overlapping like the sea tide, sometimes leaving debris on the beach consciousness when it has gone.

When good ideas are left like that it feels like a gift: like finding something beautiful or valuable washed up on the shore. Most of my work has come from such times, or inspired by other media, but I have also undertaken some gruelling mental voyages; like Odysseus, Jason (Argonauts) and Sinbad!; especially to complete the epic XaW Files: Beyond Humanity travel quest!

TEA-EAT-ATExplained, Clarity Claimed

My posts here are usually ‘first drafts’, written on the spur of the moment, like spontaneous prose as promoted by Jack Kerouac from the 1940s and later; or inspired by previous thoughts offline. If I was writing articles or academic papers I’d edit them.

So for more clarity I’ve returned to a couple of recent posts. I do that for three reasons:

1.  It interests me and I want to examine it further.
2.  It could finally prove my genius!
3.  It shows I can still do academic quality research and writing.

Perfection Examined and Explained

Recently, I called this anagram box a perfect 3×3:

TEA
EAT
ATE

It is pefect in that the three words work horizontally and vertically, 3×3 two ways. So the 3×3 refers to the number of words and letters, rather than it working three ways.
There is also of course an extra EAT working backwards from position 9 to 1*, leading back to the start where it starts an EAT-TEA (acronymically and homophonically ET as in extra-terrestrial) horizontally (1 to 3*) and vertically (1 to 7*).

*Numbers 1-9 referred to above work:

123
456
789

So maybe 3x3x2+1 would be a more complete and accurate equation. 3×3 words and letters x 2 ways working (vertically and horizontally) and 1 working backwards diagonally.

Room for Improvement?

However, complete/contrary perfectionists may argue that to be perfect it should also work backwards and diagonally. While it couldn’t spell the same TEA-EAT-ATE words working backwards, it could conceivably spell different real words.

 

 

 

Wordplay for New Year’s Day

TEA
3A3
ATE

Leaving just one word each of tea-eat-ate creates a typical capital i shape, as in:

That letter (i) was of course the prime theme in my other letter wordplay (letterology!) post this week.

Even More Wordplay

Another EAT is created going backwards diagonally from square 9 to 1.

All three words can be fitted into five letters from nine in a cascading letters wave, for example, TEATE:
TEA, to start, then adding the other T for T(EAT), and then the other E for TE(ATE).
This works the other ways: EATEA (ATE and TEA added to EAT) and ATEAT (TEA and EAT added to ATE).

Happy Wordplay New Year!!!

TEA-EAT-ATE: Perfect 3×3 Anagram Box

TEA
EAT
ATE

Did you know three-letter anagrams like TEA-EAT-ATE work forward and down when close together like the above?
Is this commonly known? I guess so.

My thinking  followed this ‘box’ I posted in a  Facebook post this week:

TEA
4A2
3T3

eat tea for two
two Ts in: EAT TEA

TEA AND EAT in that box also create a letters T of course!

The numbers refer to two words of three letters, with two of each letters and the others adding up to four. The T shape of the letters could also be added to the two teas spelt out to make three.

I didn’t realise it until after writing it that EAT TEA is a longer way of saying E.T., as in extra-terrestrial!!

It also fits into my philosoT (edited down from philosophT) categories previously created here, referring to the drink tea rather than the food tea.

If it was provided by my muse for mistYmuse 2019/20 (#mYm2019) I thank my muse.

The box shape reminded me of 1987 (year I started travelling! Horror movies like that interweaved with the rock/metal music I liked) classic horror fiction Hellraiser’s box, but that is much more intricate and multi-dimensional!

Dear ol’ Pinhead, one of my favourite characters of that genre then.
Hellraiser fandom:— The first meeting between protagonist and antagonist:
Kirsty Cotton: “Who are you?”
Pinhead: “Explorers in the further regions of experience. Demons to some, angels to others.”

My Poems’ Soundtracks: Blondie Pagan and Danish D-A-D.

I just wrote a little pagan poetry ditty over at travel25years:

I don’t need to travel the Earth
to be where I feel home
because I’m already
in a pagan state
pagan state of mind.

… to introduce a couple of gYgPOP (greenYgreyPinkyOrangePurple) clips from documentaries about the old Native American settlement at Cahokia, and had a song playing in my mind.

Blondie – Song and History

After a while I thought the chorus was Living in the Real World, but still didn’t know who’s song it was. I was shocked to find it was Blondie, and it was their song; although written by keyboardist Jimmy Destri according to Wikipedia.

Eat to the Beat (1979) was the last album that Blondie were my favourite band, due to musical differences! (self-parodying a cliché reason when bands break up).

They mellowed out the next year with Autoamerican, while I went in the opposite direction, getting into heavy rock and metal full-time!

The Poem of Two Songs 

My recent Folding Mirror poem Fracking My Brain Up… was so epic, taking about a week of thinking and psyching up before writing it, that the soundtrack morphed in my brain from the Spinners’ Working My Way Back To You (Fracking My Brain Up For You)…

… to D-A-D’s Sleeping My Day Away… (Fracking My Brain Away)!

Frack Poetry, Seams Like Tea Spirit

This is not a fracking poem! It’s brainy poetry!! Autobiography neurology!!!

Fracking My Brain Up, Down To Coffee Cup

mine mine, it’s all mine
exploring all day, digging for sign
word connections, startling revelations
sparking neurons, storing learns
deep seams all dried out
written what it’s all about
now I’m just chipping away
just to keep thinking day by day

pump coffee mixing in, flood blood stimulating adrenaline

hoping hormone rushes to stem of brain
where hippocampus and amygdala contain
short and long term memories
together with all humanity’s
universal mind, original creation
mother earth, genetic lactation
will these words, contribute to legacy
something like Shakespeare, to be

I’ve enrolled my second and latest poetry collection, 242 Mirror Poems and Reflections, along with Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travels By Google Maps, in the Smashwords read an ebook week for free sale, starting Sunday March 3rd.

 

Indigo, or I dingo? Anagram Leads to Mirror Poem

There’s been a lot of news relevant to this world recently. After putting Meghan Markle in her place on this site’s sister site, travel25years.wordpress.com, recently I read she’s in New York now, staying with lots of friends in the swankiest hotel, and eating at the best restaurants – after complaining about UK universities being pale, male and stale; very ageist and racist! We are the natives of this country and continent, as Africans are in Africa – not Europe, Caribbean or Americas! Maybe Meghan should campaign for native people and cultures instead of invasive ones!!

Karl Lagerfeld Died Aged 85

I don’t think Karl Lagerfeld was definitely a better person than Meghan Markle overall, but I think he was more honest and les hypocritical. He used image and soundbites openly and honestly, and I think that made him fair game for parody; as all celebrities are.

For one last bit of parody, my epitaph for him is that while he was a legend in fashion, and created a uniquely memorable persona, he will surely be best remembered for providing a quarter of one of the greenYgrey world’s most memorable names: fashionista suprema, Stella Lagerwolf-Bruno.

Funnily enough, in a weird rather than comical way, I’d been writing about fashion on travel25years and mentioned Stella Lager… just before seeing the news about Karl Lagerfeld’s passing.

Indigo Dreams

Today, I saw a story on Russian wonder kid, Boriska Kipriyanovich, who is said to have known about space without being taught anything. Was he born in space as he thinks, or was the knowledge passed down to him in his DNA? Somebody called him an indigo.

It’s a term I remembered from long ago, so I looked it up again, and wrote this new Folding Mirror poem from the 7 Traits of Indigo Adults article. I think I’ve had all seven traits, but some are waning now, due to the state of humanity and the world. I don’t know if they are something most people identify with, as mediums in seances are said to ask general questions familiar to most people, according to sceptics like Derren Brown.

Here’s an image of an indigo person doing a spectacular Y-POP (PinkyOrangePurple):

It’s Hard To Be Indigo, When Losing All You Know

Am I an indigo
or just its anagram
I dingo
I could be both
as indigos empathise
with animals

middle of seven traits, first is asking why

life purpose
the ending sign
making me wonder if
I reached
the end of ambition
mind eye my mission

T Dies a Thousand Deaths… for arT

The first T-20 Y-day eve is upon us. It was quite some weather day too, with the mist turning up on the last day of its two-months part of mistYmuse, and then evaporating as the sun strengthened in the afternoon, as it’s supposed to do in Mist Evaporation Week (MEW) before a pinky POP (PinkyOrangePurple) sunset (as written in yesterday’s blog post, although the sun doesn’t really rise and fall as it looks to us, it does rise and set to us; they are all human concepts, along with solstices and equinoxes etc).

I didn’t know how I was going to celebrate it, and then thought of writing a poem containing twenty Ts! It only reached seven! So I wrote another one, which had twenty-two!! So, thinking of marketing, that’s nine bonus Ts, coloured in tawny, making it quite some T20 party… sure is where I wanna be x 3!!!

T29

all was quiet
on Y-day eve morning
thick mist reminded one
of green(y-Y)grey dawning

not if ‘you’re’ travelling, my ‘self-ish’ thoughts unravelling

sun shone through
the sky turned blue
as if remembering Y-rise
a nice surprise

———————————————————

Yesterday it dawned on me
todayiTy fits into philosotea
part of my philosophy
time after coffilosophy
written in prose poetry

trouble with my  psyche is, there’s no words for this

I remember Cyndi Lauper
time after time
but there’s no music
for something so lethargic
sky pinks I remember magic

The song doesn’t have any message for or from me, and was just the music that came into my head as I wrote ‘time after’, mixed with Eminem, who I’ve cited before. Just watched the video, and amazed she does a T at the end. A fitting finale for the T20 party!!

The after-party’s at Amazon! or the Cure’s greenYgrey foresT (next Track!!):

Poem Philosophy: Questioning Human Evolution Monarch Butterfly Solution?

While watching a recent episode of The Living Universe they said that to travel beyond our solar system is a multi-generation project, with the next solar system 170,000 times as far as Mars; the first of billions in our galaxy, with billions of galaxies in the universe.

Of Monarch and Man

It reminded me of the monarch butterfly migration, which takes several generations to complete the long round trip; a few generations heading north, and then one long trip south for the last.

Humanity always seems to have had the urge to travel; sometimes from necessity, such as ice ages, but other times seemingly just out of curiosity.

Unknown Past, Future Uncertain

Is it just the way our brain has adapted to circumstances, or is it something embedded in it since creation; as each generation of the monarch butterfly plays its part without seeming to know why in the bigger picture – as we know the world and universe?

Is this age of humanity, between ape and AI, according to evolution theory, like one generation of monarch butterfly pre-programmed to play a part in a much bigger space time picture?

National Geographic photo of monarch butterflies migration.

Physical Gravity, Dextrous Mentality

Am I E.T., Yeti Discovery
my humanity distant memory
mind travelled deep in space
escaped the human race
for a finishing line?
I’m inclined to decline

seeking future,  fearing dystopia; already here, passed utopia

as if in DNA
higher order at play?
like generational butterfly migrations
their trees our space stations
not knowing reason why
just feeling urge to fly

Not very Chrismassy, but a great present for lovers of poetic philosophy, at the cheapest Amazon price possible.

UFO Positives and Negatives Mirror Poem

I’ve watched quite a lot of UFO documentaries on Quest (Discovery in the USA) and Yesterday in the UK, as well as the History channel when I had that. The amount of evidence suggests there are alien UFOs; correlating with our official discoveries in space about the size of the universe and amount of stars and planets in it; but there are still a lot of unanswered questions: if they are so advanced, how come they crash, as they have done for several of the most famous reports, such as Roswell, Salta and Thessaloniki.

UFOs and Humanity Contact: Many Variables Possibilities

Most reports are of craft that keep to themselves, but there are good and bad ones of closer contact: good ones being aliens waving or helping humans, and bad ones abductions and physical harm. Maybe they’re more interested in our resources, such as reports of uranium mining, so will deplete our planet quicker. Some reports have cited the UFOs caused radiation harm too.

I suppose they don’t sound too different to our contact with tribes still isolated in jungles etc, living stone-age lives. They must have seen our planes, and wondered who we are. Those planes might have seemed beyond their understanding, but could still crash – usually even if they crashed they would be able to escape without contact, especially with improved communication equipment.

I would like contact like in Close Encounters of the Third Kind movie, but there’s also the risk of it being hostile, as in many other sci-fi films, such as Alien and The Thing. However, even if the aliens were friendly, would humanity be, or would they just try and use the aliens for power over other humans, as tribes in history have sided with invading powers for their own benefit.

Here’s my poem below, framed by a couple of UFOs. The first greenYgrey and the second PinkyOrangePurple (POP), in line with the colour themes of my greenYgrey website. The poem is told from an alien point of view, with its contents created from my research into UFOs over the last few years, since Quest presented a series featuring lots of new evidence along with some historical.

Thessaloniki UFO

UFOs Amazing Manoeuvres! Destructive Crash Disprovers?

our most impressive technology
changing direction at full velocity
not in a straight line, continuously
but turning right angles instantly
we must have travelled great distances
perhaps on Earth with your ancients
respecting life on your planet
stopping wars and warning about climate

like humans with nature, we can’t help interfere

studying biology and creating electrical interference
only locally making a difference
planetary invaders if you claim territory
although there is no agreed boundary
when we crash its embarrassing
after travelling through star nurseries, massing
if we  hear you accuse
advanced brain power our excuse

Artistic impression I think, of UFO and beautiful example of a POP (PinkyOrangePurple) twilight time.

My renewed interest in UFOs has been since writing XaW Files: Beyond Humanity.   There’s not much UFO activity in my X-Files parody, but there’s lots of excellent comedy and writing: