Every brilliant, rapid-fire: Every brilliant, rapid-fire line clicked inside me. How well I know the knots of unresolved hurt that you described with blazing imagination, striking finesse and piercing precision. It's always a thrill to read your high-impact, relatable creations.
Just like creation has a: Just like creation has a creator, we can create our own universe, our own perception when we know how to use it, we have nothing to fear but fear its self. In the same way your head creates your world, your heart creates its scenes and discerns the value you ut on it, while dogmas are how we find our way, they are but lap posts lighting our way, burdened by social, cultural and spiritual boundaries and obligation, when we break loose to seek we shall find, better still we shall create and what a beautiful world we could make! Lovely reminder thankyou!
Convicted felon: I do not know how it is in New York. However, In texas, you are not a convicted felon until all appeals are completed. I think you know it will be overtuned by the appelate process. FYI: After the trial, Trump is trailing Biden in New York in the polls by only 6 percentage points.
I wrote this bause... I was: I wrote this bause... I was diagnosed with Parkinsons Disease February 27th, 2024...
Sadly... The woman I loved, loved opioids more and left.
The jury did its duty and: The jury did its duty and followed the evidence. He has been convicted; the penaly phase does not matter nearly as much is that he is a convict---and that description will cling tightly to him going forward. Not even the nomination can remove it from him.
In the midst of this: In the midst of this womderful reply, the words "star whisperer," convey to me the ultimate compliment. I have become quite ill tonight, with some difficulty breathing, but I just had to respond to this with the utmost gratitude and humble sincerity. Thank you so very much.
My deepest appreciation for: My deepest appreciation for your supportive words. Your deep (and always accurate) contemplations on my work and your grasp of my vision has been a priceless gift on my journey. It is a pleasure and a privilege to peer into your own transcending voyages that fuse the best of our earthly theater with the sacred. Keep reaching higher, star whisperer and friend.
Thank you for fully: Thank you for fully understanding the poem's purpose (as you always do when you comment), and for validating it as well. The cosmic aspect of your own poetry (I mention "Council Of Stars" and "Gates Of Orion") provides a supreme example from which I have received such beneficial lessons---especially regarding the language shared among the stars.
I went through something: I went through something similar in the worst year of my life, which ran more than a year (October, 1980 through March, 1982), and I thought I would never escape it. You describe it very well.
This stunning contemplation: This stunning contemplation took the words right out of Infinite Mind and made it accessible to a broken, bewildered and hurting world.
The supreme message, cunningly transcribed for mortals, is a vindication for Poets such as yourself who have a deep understanding and reverence for the purpose, the power, of language. But with that power comes great responsibility and humanity, at this time, has defiled the sacred gift having "reduced it to frivolity or hatred".
That's a wrenching disappointment, especially in light of your expansive revelation of a Poet's Divine calling.
In the Poem's focal point, an avalanche of colossal, cosmic truth, it gets real and it feels like humanity is barred from a higher Eden:
". . . that is why Love, Who is God, at this time bars
us from a knowledge of the language shared among the stars"
Truly epic, instructive and ageless, gifted scribe of deeper reality. My respect!