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aspect

no two nebulae
wake simultaneous
the sheathed hibiscus
maddeningly blooms
(you’re passion flowers
and i’m a dumb goat)

one seamless caffeine
dream bleeds into
my white nighttime
a cloud soaks by like
a soggy napkin

god makes brand new stars
in universes
that we never glimpse
except when we think
and your old saturn
growls to complete stop
just outside my house

i’m under your love
when you swing around
like one cool comet
well yeah come collide

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Essence (Of Reduction) Lies at the very core (Of all the binaries & the Yang/yins) “First there were none. And first, there was one.” All One thing (for me). The rain In my morning …

Source: One Very Heart

Event Horizon

khamwas's avatarPost-Neology

Your glove feels empty in my hand

like the universe

most scientists say that substance cannot just disappear

but through empirical evidence,  I can tell you that it does

I am small

quantum mechanics and life do not adhere

to the rules of cause and effect

As we fall from the rooftop in different directions

my observation alters

the outcome of our destination

at the edge of the supermassive black hole of desire

I am stretched onto infinity

elongated deeper and deeper into the eternity of one

memory

I drag the cosmos and all light

within

and preserve them in the dark amber of singularity

a moment where our eyes touch and my hand shakes

the cold seeps into our anticipation

and I help you warm your fingers

so you can hold mine

it is from this point that everything breaks down

and time expands

I am every night every…

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Central Idea

God is the center. God is society, the most powerful members of which are at the center, like the centerpoint of a circle (a social sphere), like the point of an essay, like the pithy thesis, the heart of the argument, the central idea, so to speak: the God sentence.

Simile is the center between two like-things. So when I say that being at the center of attention is like being the core of a planet, understand that the connection between the two images is itself a form of cohesion. But let’s get back to the point (which is God), so my paragraph can cohere, so it can be maximally impactful, so it can have “mass” appeal, which is to say that it will be like the sun god which is massive and grew by way of accretion, the process of gathering, like a post amassing Likes and more Likes. Like an extended metaphor connecting and connecting.

God is the center. God is the group, at the center of which safety and warmth is found (and a tabernacle, and an ark, and wings), like the warm core of the earth, like the red hot heart of the body, like the heart of an argument at the center of a body of evidence. Like the body of information in the nucleus of a cell, all the evidence in a good argument is related, relation itself being a process of accretion, accumulation, then connection and cohesion. The body of evidence, so to speak, is as healthy as it is wealthy, as the body is healthy:

Some studies I have heard about claim that religious people are on average happier. Some studies I have heard about claim that depression is more prevalent in low-income brackets. Some studies I have heard about claim that there is a nutrition gap, that the wealthier are able to eat better. Some studies I have heard about claim that people who have more sex have higher immune systems. Some studies I have heard about claim that people with higher immune systems have more sex. Some studies I have heard about claim that having more sex can help you have more sex.

More sex, better immune system. More health, more wealth. More wealth, better nutrition. Better nutrition, better immune system. Better immune system, more wealth. More wealth, more happiness. More happiness, more sex. More sex, better immune system. Such Good!  All by way of accretion, like a snowball, like a greedy star whose center can indeed hold. Or is my reasoning circular?

Anyway, this accumulation of Good connects back, ties in, relates to the point: God is the center. The center of infinity, the polymorphously perverse point at the beginning of the universe, from which all thoughts and energy and matter combine and spread out like new topics from a thesis statement in the sky.