Information collected, compiled and correlated regarding Earth history proves irrefutably that its age exceeds 4 billion years (BY), 4.6 BY more accurately. Many lines of evidence in various sciences confirm the very ancient origin of rock. Indelibly carved in stone all around the world is the Earth’s story in a book whose pages number in [...]
Archive for March, 2008
The Ages of Rock = The Rock of Ages
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized, tagged ancient, billions, carbon 14, carbon dates, dating, earth age, radiometric, years on March 9, 2008 | 7 Comments »
Magickal Blue
Posted in Poetry, tagged crescent, jewel, magic, magick, new moon on March 9, 2008 | 1 Comment »
The new moon brightly broods
Her celestial horns piercing,
Tempting seductive moods
You almost hear Her sing,
Wanton silver sliver
Through deep blue She eases,
An electric shiver
Lifts hair while it pleases,
Jewel hanging above
Shoots out moonbeams to ride,
Moondrops tasting of love
Warm dew for us to glide,
By Her charms enraptured
Venusian caresses,
While in Her spell captured
The sunset obsesses,
Trees feel Her light touching
Seas see [...]
Celestial Love
Posted in Poetry on March 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Setting upon Her west
Diana full in rest,
Now the night in repose
Casting long moon-shadows,
Raising the eastern glow
Blossoming petals shine,
The car of Apollo
Announced in shades of wine,
Chariot rising slow
Mingling two lights divine,
Their kiss, the edge of night
Lovers bare in full sight,
Promise love consummate
But a fortnight to wait,
Their celestial dance
Reflects on mortal skin,
Engendering romance
For truest hearts to win,
Eliminating [...]
Obsession
Posted in Poetry on March 8, 2008 | 1 Comment »
A perverse carnival ride in overdrive
Beckons with a cruel laugh,
My ravenous spirit straddles eternity
While the bleached horns of the moon gore the sky,
Cold hard neon splits the midnight horizon,
Shimmering electric fluid flashes a seduction,
I yearn to taste the colorful volatiles
My tongue swells and moistens instinctively,
Glowing shapnel gnaws into my bones
And starkly shines with pale rays,
Stale [...]
Song of Olde
Posted in Poetry, tagged ancient, ballads, history, incantation, recollection on March 8, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Cast the shadows of time long
Shades of bare recollection,
Whispers of the mulling throng
Blend as the murmur of one,
Chant the tales of yesteryear
A chilling incantation,
The innermost soul can hear
Songs of the deeds that were done,
In the sea the oldest wave
Rises high into the sun,
Holding the mariner’s grave
Spinning yarns of battles won,
Canst thou the verse recollect,
Written when [...]
Courting Destiny
Posted in Poetry, tagged choose, destiny, now on March 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Destiny enroute
Questioned me one day,
“Whither go thou shalt’
‘Or beg thou, thy stay?”
The choice was quite clear
I replied with thought,
“If there, I’m still here
‘In the now I’m caught,”
“Thou hast answered well
‘For to make way hence,
‘Is but here, you tell
‘And presently, thence,”
“Courting destiny
‘Is in the moment,
‘For what is to be
‘Yields from the present,”
I asked, “Win or lose
‘Is [...]
Science and Belief
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized, tagged absolute, agnostic, belief, believe, conceptual framework, dynamic, empirical, etiology, know, knowledge, observation, paradox, science, uncertainty on March 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
What I believe is my choice. As with knowledge, my beliefs may change when new information comes to light. However, I cannot choose what is known; that is a matter of objective reality, of collective observations compared to each other. Perhaps I might provide proof that something exists, within a margin of error. But in [...]
Say things like you are talking to a 6 year-old (why?!?)
Posted in Prose, Uncategorized, tagged civilization, communication, conceptualization, precept, six-year-old on March 7, 2008 | 1 Comment »
There is a distinct effort in recent years to reduce communications to minimal levels. Often an argument is framed that one does not understand a subject unless one can put it in terms that a six-year-old can understand. This parroted refrain is simply absurd. What is the level of understanding of a six year old [...]
Minimalist Poem
Posted in Poetry on March 6, 2008 | 3 Comments »
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