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Muse Meteor Message? Did Space Rock Open Earth to Univeral Mind?

After declaring my last poem written and posted on this site a fortnight ago a bit of a muse-inspired stream of consciousness moment of inspired clarity, including the lines:

brain freeflowing
open to cosmos
like puddle to cloud
ocean and rain

and writing about UFOs/space a lot lately, I thought it was a coincidence when I saw a news story about a meteor streaking across the USA before landing in Vinales, Cuba – cover star location for the second of the greenYgrey trilogy: Werewolf of Oz: Fantasy Travel by Google Maps.

Meteor Day Before

Although I’m pretty sure I saw the meteor story after writing the poem, it happened the day before.

Thankfully, nobody was killed, or I wouldn’t bother writing about it, as I know some people will blame me, with a ‘kill the messenger’ philosophy – pagan (environmental) ones anyway!

Open to Space

While I don’t think there’s any connection really, my ‘romantic’ side thinks the meteor could have broken a hole in the Earth’s protective atmosphere the day before, opening the world up to space, and the universal mind – muse, with some of it landing in my brain, inspiring the poem?

It’s a possibility, although my rational side says it’s just a coincidence.

Why I’m a Creative Writer Poet: Stream of Consciousness Poem

I removed some mental clutter on the travel25years.wordpress.com site yesterday, my mind’s been enthused by reading about UFOs recently, including photosynthesis on Earth in a scientific one, and the latest NASA’s Unexplained Files (series 2, episode 2) last night (which featured orbs amongst other things, saying they often happen above geological fault lines before earthquakes, so they think they could be created by the same tectonic friction that causes earthquakes. My ‘experience’ was of course in Iceland, famously home to one part of a fault line, where you can swim between the North American and Eurasian plates. Thankfully, an earthquake or volcanic eruption hasn’t followed, and it’s now over a year later.) If any photography experts think it is a camera light trick please let me know; it certainly wasn’t mine!

Poetic Inspiration

I think I’ve just about recovered from a cold I’ve had all week, and I think recovering from illness can provide a little ‘high’. I’ve done the ‘right thing’ and tried to avoid other people as much as possible; but tend to do that now anyway!

Moreover, the sun is shining on snow-covered roofs, providing more mental stimulation, as it differs from the norm. I was also looking back with nostalgia at the Y-day week of celebrations, and especially how T had unconsciously found a place in Oates’s final quote: ‘I may be some Time.’

While you may look on me negatively, celebrating my own work, to me, my conscious as I write this, it doesn’t even seem my work; rather it’s my hidden unconscious, which is like my ‘twin’, or the muse. We are of course now in the muse half of the mistYmuse new-age winter festival!

While there are lots of new-age pagan bands, titles and themes I like in rock now, I was particularly poetically impressed by Earth’s album title: ‘The Bees Made Honey in the Lion’s Skull’!

I could make my new poem below into a Folding Mirror poem, but for now, here it is stream of consciousness style. While it’s probably covered old themes of mine; something I’ve criticised rock bands for doing before!; it does have some new and updated material, and the biggest new innovation of having the title at the start and finish; kind of Folding Mirror style…

When Time Stopped, Trees Breathed Photosynthesis, Aliens Returned Requesting…

that moment you don’t remember happening
when you’ve worked up enough steam
and you can freewheel
as if you’ve climbed the steep hill
and now you’re racing down the other side
or struggled upriver against the tide
and now you’re rushing downriver
with the tide washing over you
driving and covering you
so you just have to breathe and steer
but while in physical activities
you just have experience and memories
here you also have
‘genius’ word connections
popping out of
synchronicity in motion
like atoms reacting
creating electrical charges
brain freeflowing
open to cosmos
like puddle to cloud
ocean and rain
no need for devotion
pure pleasure
zonal leisure
this is the moment you write
like the times you feel like flying
when running or cycling
having warmed up on the day
after years of training
the sun is shining
words are flowing
and when you review
they sparkle more than you
remember writing
or even think
you’re capable of
producing, creating, painting
while the conscious has the here and now
the unconscious has past and present… future?..

Humanity, put a stop to this.

P.S. Notice that last line fitting finale little bit of self-proclaimed genius wordplay – which was the unconscious in control as I wrote about times when the unconscious is in control – ‘put a stop to this’ before the full stop!?

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

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Mirror Poem about Human Society Madness Reality Increasing Value of Unconscious Inner Brain Sanity

Like many of my Folding Mirror poems I started the first half without knowing where it would lead. It led to another poem I’d been thinking about a couple of months ago, after having a couple of vivid lucid dreams after returning from Iceland. I’d also noticed that sleep and peels are a palindrome, and hadn’t been used as such when I did a web search.

As Humanity peels, sleep Homage Appeals

limpets and leeches
attaching to me
quicksand beaches
eating me up
clouds hiding sunlight
shadowing me
ivory towers height
knocking me down

dream thieves without care, also steal the nightmare

cleared me out
improving night vision
tunnel end
vivid paradise eden
angels smiling down
another existence
I write freely
not knowing significance

Bipolarity and ADHD to Folding Mirrors by [Marc Latham]

Mirror Poem about the Difficulty of Being Undertood and Entertaining in the Social Media Age

I saw a stage performer interviewed recently, and they said they’d been self-deprecating in a self-parody way, but were advised that people usually just took things literally, so I thought I’d write the way I think it should be in this poem’s title, and how it usually seems to have been over the last fifteen years.

I Am Your Writing Hero, You Are My Beloved Readers

each day’s new clouds
fog obscuring shrouds
unoriginal readymades
low-lying tirades
kamikazes diving down
banshee screaming sown

brontosaurus dance, cognitive dissonance

silly students banished
class identity tarnished
believing buyer-liars
generational sellers
invasive historical view
growing planted myths true

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Mirror Poem with New Hair Life Metaphor Inspired by: Toxic Plants Killed Most Dinosaurs Theory

After yesterday’s Folding Mirror poem had a plants and creatures relationship theme I saw on MSN news this morning that a new theory posits that dinosaurs died out mainly because they ate toxic plants, and didn’t learn to avoid them. The video contains loads of my biggest theory: greenYgreyism!

Wikipedia image

I used to worry about hair
now I don’t really care
same’s true of life I guess
less of both reduces stress
new mirror poem compares pair…

Hair Today Gone Tomorrow, Dinosaurs Example to Follow

once bitten twice shy
keep trying ’til you die
contradictory messages
tangled tresses
life mirrors hair metaphor
haven’t heard that before

growth tempts more complication, passing of time eradication

options no longer visible
worked out what’s divisible
doors dangled
dreams strangled
if you want to prosper
break your own agenda

Making your own way was the main message of the latest Amorettes single:

Lots more contradictory proverbs on Derek Christensen’s blog. The post also includes Auguste Rodin’s The Thinker greenYgrey statue!

15 PAIRS OF CONTRADICTORY PROVERBS

Mirror Poem for Easter 21-C , with AI Space Technology

Today’s a special day for Christians, and I think Jesus provided a good overall example, criticising humanity’s greed and sacrificing his need. This latest Folding Mirror poem probably has a little Christian inspiration in looking at humanity’s development of technology positively, in that we are willing to produce something that will be superior to us in some ways.

Folding Mirror Poem Ins and Outs

After using bittersweet recently I thought I should have written it’s in the greenYgrey family of terms, as is the Ins and Outs of the title above. I’ve heard tit-for-tat a lot recently, and that’s another greenYgrey one – one term featuring two contrasting words.

The lines of this quite simple poem, compared to the last one, rhyme in the following line, and those two lines also start with the same letter; something I thought of doing along the way, after the first four lines worked like that automatically.

The triangle symbol may have been inspired by watching the latest NASA’s Unexplained Files (repeat from 2016) on Quest last night, with a mysterious triangle/diamond shaped old-fashioned greenygrey shape seen docking on the ISS (International Space Station), which looks like a cross. A greenYgreyology interpretation could be a greenYgrey Christian birth? Video of it from YouTube posted at end of the blog.

Advancing in Numeration, Nurturing of Automation

living in the zone
life by smart phone
no time for reality
never considering impartiality
wise for fun time
without reaching sublime

above will seem IA∇, ℑAI shows the way

humanity will advance
hedging back seat chance
providing evidential humility
poor relation in productivity
only time will tell
of heaven or hell

Independent Archaic (archaic – old-fashioned) – my term to reflect AI. The special character is the apt ‘backward difference’, fitting in with how humanity may seem in the future according to AI now defeating humanity in many tests/games/creativity, and set to widen the gap in the future.
Artificial Intelligence. The special character is the apt ‘imaginary part’ – took a little while searching through many of the 255 of them before choosing it.