The past cried out a dire warning
unlocking you from the moment
“History rules, the die is cast
—the future of your discontent”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)
The past cried out a dire warning
unlocking you from the moment
“History rules, the die is cast
—the future of your discontent”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)
Bubbling up through the surface,
one truth leaches out
Like a word long forbidden,
oft whispered—it shouts
Rising up to the heavens,
its message proclaims
“The eruption has started,
redemption profaned”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)
Physics and Philosophy come together
in what they are not
Cause and causation are different
in the absolute thought
The blocks can be built and ordered
over and over again
But what gives each block tenure and presence
—science only rescinds
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
‘Forgive Me Stephen Hawking’
Giving form to the structure
—my words are set free
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
With one foot in the future
and one foot in the past
Eternity hangs between them
—its prescience first and last
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
I caught the Muse having an affair….
with my banished and cursed darker side
I could hear them laughing inside me,
such lovemaking I cannot abide
A tryst most unwelcome though familiar,
my dreams left abandoned of sleep
To kill off the one, I must kill off the other
—alone in the night where I bleed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
The merry-go-round of each day slipped away,
and memories were all that was left
Until the turning stopped and my spirit released,
set free, but to never forget
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Staring into my own eyes,
I saw the Lord at last
All time as one, the parts now whole
no future and no past
Staring into my own eyes,
the light pulled me inside
And letting go, I felt the rush
—no more to question why
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Intuition is to reason
as a black hole is to space
A cistern of discovery
—void of distance, time, and place
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)
Reason goes just so far it seems
—faith crossing every line
Hope the ticket to a better place
—enlightenment sublime
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)