Friday, October 22, 2010

Greeted.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G642DU9unfU
(One Last Try - Machine Birds)

Elegiacally, leaving that ocean behind...
it is truly no longer recognized with vast wastes of
mankind's failure.



When my feet finally take shape again and hit the ground beneath me of my new home country, it is solid. The weather is not what I am hoping for, winter has come early. Yet I don't remember there ever being a summer this year.

I am walking along the seaside road and the ocean waves capsize on the boulders in friendly hellos and I realize that this is my ocean. I might have left the one before and burried it at the sea, but here -
this one greets me.


You have to let go of one ocean
to become part of another.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

At This Latitude.

I can walk barefoot.
I can enjoy sand between my toes.
It is warm and inviting,
tempting my feet with each step.


It has been such a long time since I have immersed myself in the waters here.


Such a long time...


Down to my ocean, droplets needed, embrace, behold.
Oh, how I have missed you -
warm nights with star filled skies.

I had all but forgotten the cozy that envelopes you on an evening with a frisk breeze.
The air is moist and the surrounding world is heated.
Amtosphere Earth - warmth, down towards the equatorial.

I can hardly think of myself leaving,
as to break free from this climate.

Every night that I am here,
I look up at the night twinklings
and take in a deep breath and fill my lungs with the warmth at this lattitude.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

The Meadow.


(Video - Scuba Diving In Newly Flooded Meadow)

Sunday, October 3, 2010

What Defines Reality?

How can one tell reality,
If segments of it seem as if a dream?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HpTj40Z0kog
(I Feel It All - Feist, Britt From Spoon Remix)


Reality: Pronunciation - \rē-ˈa-lə-tē\, Function - noun
Date:
1550
1: the quality or state of being real
2: a (1) : a real event, entity, or state of affairs (2) : the totality of real things and events
b : something that is neither derivative nor dependent but exists necessarily
3: television programming that features videos of actual occurrences (as a police chase, stunt, or natural disaster) —often used attributively
-- in reality : in actual fact

Friday, October 1, 2010

Border Patrol.


EVERYONE is so hyped up on illegal immigrants they are forgetting to look at the whole picture (which is what I assume the Am Gov wants - all points to be overlooked). The whole picture is America has closed its borders PERIOD. That means both ways to everyone including their own citizens. And for reasons other than published in news or editorials - has anyone even thought to ask why?

First, I would like to point out - do you know that your borders are even shutdown for emails!!!! Especially government/state related businesses. I can not email into the states from anywhere outside the country, or even my US accounts because of foreign IP addresses. If I were in Hong Kong, India, or Iraq then it would not be a problem... So why isn't America receiving from other locations other than what I have just listed?

Additionally, why do persons need to go through a security check after their plane has landed at the internal destination, after customs, just to exit an airport? Thus being the 5 or possibly 6th security check you have gone through?


Let's see, another perfectly good example.... I cannot buy from the USA. As most US stores will not ship overseas, let alone accept anything other than a US credit card. I understand while living there over several years - go American and buy American (to support our own country internally), but it has gone too far. Maybe that is what they intended - everyone to be self supplied internally - and now with all the laws and regulations just to get within the borders, let alone without them - makes you wonder if all of it is not intertwined. And to beat all things - if the economy is SOOOO bad, why not open the borders to international sales? Alot of products are only manufactured within the states and several people outside its borders are willing to pay for product! So what is the deal, really then? To me it is very obvious that the states have closed up their borders, but not to the persons living without - but those who are living within!

Monday, September 27, 2010

Eclipse Of A Lighthouse.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmgLOLuh6fI
(This Is The Future - Owl City)


"Out of everything I have accomplished,
how does one define the impossible?"
- The Scientist







Saturday, September 25, 2010

Momentarily.

We are here but a moment...


Just passing through.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

4,000 Classified.

To date there are over 4,000 charted in this region alone.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I670lCWpu7w
(Bohemian Forest - Pantha du Prince)























Tuesday, September 21, 2010

2011, 6 February - The Long Coat.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vg6xATBT2F8
(At Home - Crystal Fighters)


I feel someone's intended stare and
turn to look down the block in that

direction, my jacket fluttering behind me in a swirl of green.
Ah... it
is you again from afar. I recognize your long dark cloak to match your hair.
This time at least we talk. The topic of coattails. You explain
your multitude of tasks in short and must return to your duty.
I
understand... the watcher.

But there is so much I wish to say.
And this being the first time to
have spoken with you, leaves my heart in a dire fleeting moment I cannot describe. I know you and have known you. I can only hope to meet again to tell you such. To tell you I wish to be a part of everything once again. Here, there and now. So tell me where on this Earth and present day can I find you?

I have so much to say... someday.

Monday, September 20, 2010

桜.

Months before I had planted two sunflowers, side by side to soak up the sun. One in memory of the one who liked sunflowers, the other in memory of the one whom I had just heard the news. I thought then, I should like to plant a tree. But late in the summer, I would have to wait until next season.


Today I planted a hibiscus along side the grave, just visited for the first time. I did not wish to take flowers, so that after time they would just die and return to the Earth. But something that might flourish and bloom with each passing year.


Yes, the tree, I think on it more... to decide what type. A good healthy tree that might bear fruit to use each year, or blooms to bring in the season's change.


A cherry blossom tree.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Supernova Bears Stardust.



I am but a fleck, chemically compounded in such a way that I can actually give name to my birthplace - Galaxy M100. A time to when my molecules traveled beyond the speed of light and entered into my very own embryo -
50, 000 light years ago. My mother sun, SN 1979C, collapsed, expelling all her iron and in her dying breath gave birth to me amongst many other sentient beings, fractals, compounds, right down to the physics and science of every atom that capsulizes my era.

I am but a child learning in this vast universe. As I sit in the back seat of the vehicle, I gaze above me and all around. It is night, which is most comforting - like the womb of the vacuum, and I can't help but raise my hand... up as if to touch those other family members on the horizon. I know then I am a part of something so magnificent only I inwardly can describe. And to think that I would even place heaven as a nebula. As scientists are beginning to concur, my mother has turned into a pulsar wind, the stuff that dreams are made of. With such grace and beauty she will continue eternally. And when I return once again to that dust, another atom of energy will have transformed. Another star will be born. As we cannot be created nor destroyed.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Under The Sea Wind.

"It was the nights that had seen the greatest destruction. They had been dark nights with the sea lying calm under a wide sky. On these nights the little stars of plankton had rivaled in number and brilliance the constellations of the sky. From underlying depths the hordes of comb jellies and glassworms, copepods and shrimps, medusae of jellyfish, and translucent winged snails had risen into the upper layers to glitter in the dark water." - Rachel Carson

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Important To Make Memories.


It is a strange feeling to have lived to have known
and that there is no more.

The last of the elders.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uUxlo6_uO6I

(Pyro - Kings Of Leon)

Monday, September 13, 2010

Home.


When I watched this movie; as a medical professional, I could not but help see the resemblance of Planet Earth to a physcial living human body...

I have rivers of arteries and capillaries, oceans of fluid, crevaces of nerve pathways. When I cut myself, I bleed. When I dehydrate, I shrivel up. When hot with fever my muscles spasm like an earthquake. I need sustenance intake as fuel and water to lubricate all that I am. My skin (the largest organ a body has), cells, and every molecular atom all form together one great being. Without them working together harmoniously I am sick or non-functioning. I am fragile, yet a magnificent creation. If I do not take care of myself, I will fail and falter leading to my very own destruction. Our planet, our home is this as well and we including all of nature make it up in its entirety. As stated before, this is the only home we have - so as a people, we are the only ones who can decide not to exploit it.

This is a brilliant documentary with feats in production that only this day and age could perform, coupled with truly amazing indepth sights. Sights I strive to see and have seen in my lifetime.

I am not an advocate of global warming, as that is just another money making scheme. I, as a good scientist and mathematician, see the pattern of nature and its cycles. So when seeing this film do not take all the proposed transversely to heart... but see this film with an open eye and think freely about what comes to mind.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jqxENMKaeCU

(Movie - Home)

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Friday, September 10, 2010

Salvaging Blackbeard.


I walked out in front of my classroom peers from the hallway door. I had a hard and crude cardboard paper peg leg attached to my real one, a black mess of a wig on my 9 year old head, a white tattered lace up cotton shirt, and a old ceramic jug -
for my rum of course.


The months that ensued from the day our teacher had given us the assignment, "Write a presentation speech on your idol, or someone you look up to". I spent the time rehearsing and reenacting. Taking every little detail from the history books and making them into me, who would then appease the crowd that I must speak in front of.

I began my tale on the high seas with my back faced to the on lookers. I spun around real fast and with a gleaming eye growled,
"Argggghhhhh! Mateys, have eh en tale til tellyas...
And eh beee Teach himself."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sUaJZX9ZkM
(Video - Black Beard Song)

In my search for the lost treasure, I have decided to set sail down the coasts of my youth. To sail in and out the shallows and shoals was a gifted pleasure. Even venturing in the islands I had camped out on with my family long lost. I find myself in a very familiar place, one where treasure and history made waves in the early 1700's and now waves in the infant years of the 2000's. Queen Anne's Revenge, appropriately named, has been confirmed and located right here off these coastal waters. The salvaging and categorizing still continues. But to think - how amazing our technology, how amazing our dive equipment, how amazing to bring my past time to life for the first time ever. Most of all, my very own pirate ship is safely docked at one of the wanderer's pit stops and here I stand in Beaufort - overlooking once again the very spot where my formidable years passed through often on a whim and a wind. It is still a charming little place, with early evenings and friendly folk. I am glad to see that tourism and greed has not set it into motion to become something bigger and better, I do hope it will never change. I am glad to still see that most of the area has been kept a sancturary by the state of North Carolina, on the behalf of an icon, fellow biologist, and intriguing author - Rachel Carson. It has not disapointed me, and one can still come here to see wild horses and listen to the sea wind. I did take my dingy in the inlets, as I cannot navigate my ship over the riffles for fear of the same fate of old Blackbeard's beauty. But I have found treasure here, so to speak. Not a thing placed here long ago, not a thing one can hold or touch, but a sense of not all is lost to the world as we made it. In addition to it, I have found the ship of the great man himself, Edward Teach - who would of thought I would have such good fortune?


Not much has changed from this self portrait through the years. The hair remains the same, yet bearing more locks and quite possibly more red. Where I currently reside, the black leather is kept to full attire as it is all too cold - yet behind closed doors one might get to see this desire. My dragon has always been my sidekick, depicted of a spiritual creature timeless and always there - he currently is in the form of my canine mate. The Flintlock Pistol is actually a familial airloom in the form of a Glock 17 once belonging to the late Great Sire himself. I currently spend most of my time on the sea, whether near it, in it, or on it. But most importantly, the bijou of a solitaire on my hand (I will admit those hands on the portrait are rather masculine, not like mine at all. I suppose the artist was using his own as a reference). This esmeralda has been a part of the family for generations, set at one era as a ring along with 6 diamonds in Austria by a famous and renowned artisan.
Yo ho Yo ho A Pirate's Life For Me.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w8Z05lM7gYo
(Video - Queen Anne's Revenge Wreck Dive Site)