Posts Tagged ‘Time Travel’

We should all dream….
My love…
My dreams…

Soothing herbal scents…
Mixed with sweet mind mending essences…
Can’t comprehend these scented blessings…
Can’t help but trespass passed this messing…
Messages claim we cannot be this way…
Shunned away by the hear and dear say..
“You don’t belong with him”
Unwanted Ms. and Mr. mix…
“Nix this miss”
“True love is more than just this”
“Ms. Sweetness…You deserve sweeter than sin.”

The allure of love has cost us so much…
Loss of all those around and above…
For we feel faith has forsaken us…
As is what was once so sweet has soured…
Where lovers meet to be we now quarrel…
Over the little stuff…
Stuck in the rut of never ending…

Buss…
Hands hold onto trust…
As I gaze into your eyes…
I see the worries…
The strife…

My love…
Your sweetness is enough…
Meeta meri…
Merry Marry…
Love crosses all barriers…
Brought on by societies…
Jaan meri…

Finished writing this piece.
Draft Below
https://silentscholar.com/2015/01/12/programming-the-universe-draft/

“Programming the Universe {Multiverse}”

Light…

Is all this just math…?
Or is this patchwork of processes….
Blessed by a Divine Mass…?
Or perhaps all by chance…

Faith beckons me to step back…
And ponder on the place of man…
Within the strands of this perfect program…

Parse through each data point…
To find some logic…
And anoint a joint force…
From this masterful process…
Access to the Divine code…
The strings behind all known and unknown…

The finite glows…
Echo back a past…
That we’ve yet to fully grasp…
For light speed only gives us their memories…
In a shift of red we read their histories…
And wonder where we shall be amongst this tapestry…

Just a hairline in time…
Revealed through texts…
And codified by all lives…
Apprised by this precious gift of life…

Light…

Is all this just math…
Or is this patchwork of processes….
Blessed by a Divine Mass…
Or perhaps all by chance…

Faith beckons me to step back…
And ponder on the place of man…
Within this perfect program…

Parse through each data point…
To find some logic…
And anoint a joint force…
From this masterful prose…
Access to the Divine code…
The strings behind all known and unknown…

All these pieces hold onto a single thought…
A single memory that tempts me to believe…
That if I could piece back together these pieces of me…
I would be able to see who I am…
So I grasp a piece…
Raise it up to my eyes…
I see…

A form of me I’ve been trying so hard to hide…
Those with sight are still blind…
For my smiles hide all pains inside…
You can’t see my heart…
Only this facade…
Well crafted “Art”…
Tailored to each individual part I must play…

Sadness is that stowaway…
Forever locked…
Keys exchanged for this scarred face…
Pain…

Love..Likes…
Feelings on ice…
Should I feel remorse for the truest thoughts I’ve spoken…?
Hoping to rewind back the hands of time…?
So I could take back just one line?
With a 4 letter word, followed by “you”…?
I can’t…
I refuse…

Never have I met someone so in synch with me in facets I never even thought to conceive…
Where thoughts of mine used to go to be all alone…
Now have someone to hold on and show the world…
Never have I met someone who loves the written word more than me…
The ability to humanize and bring tears to my eyes…
For your thoughts have so much depth and emotion…
Your words helped me entertain the notion that what I write…
Has meaning…That there is no ceiling to the impact I could make on your life…
That “like” is only the beginning…

So I can wait…
In fact I know one day…
I’ll find that “star gate” straight into your heart…
Where I hope to forever reside in the warmth of your love…
Maybe I’m already there waiting…
I can wait…
I will wait…
I have no worries..
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Intro: I’ve always found the concepts of tachyons fascinating.
Although I don’t have a physics background, nor the know-how to comprehend the complex theories that give birth to this idea, I can’t help but wonder…
I can’t help but dream…
I can’t help but try to perceive just what the tachyon could mean…

From matter…
Energy secedes…
Flows freely…
Towards signs of lost and found times…
But we are no longer among the dichotomies…
The truth falsities…
The war filled, pessimistic polities…

Knowledge has progressed…
From past to present…
Peace persists…
For the minds of all wish in unison…
Ever present…

A wish…
To see past prologues and pass…
If only to learn from our shared paths…
Time is ours…
We can…