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superbowl special: 5 poetry shorts

Human shell,
hell to endure,
hard to pure,
how to be sure,
when metamorphosis over?

pure as the driven snow,
deep down dancing crow,
pineal gland contains nature to know

Could be making celebrities/politicians look good,
but rather make us look bad,
for we are all human,
and that makes me sad!

Never promised a rose garden;
to be a great guardian;
a musketeer D’artagnan:
one for all and all for one;
just for greenYgreylien!

The world is not enough, for 10 billion of us, fighting for survival, by digging deeper holes, core, shore up… superbowl!

Above first posted on Facebook, along with lots of current affairs and a little music and science.

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?

See the source image
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.