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The realm of quanta is how I have intrinsically approached and viewed reality since I was born.
Fame is not the glory! Virtue is the goal, and fame only a messenger, to bring more to the fold.
It is an awesome thing to comprehend that what a human being dreams and imagines can be realized.
Purity of heart is blooming the same colors in the middle of the wilderness when no one sees you.
Corporately contrived art product replaces inspired intellectual property with ineffectual poperty.
Any time a body goes outside the environmental conditions for which it developed it has to acclimate.
Hot air expands, and seriously pompous attitude is the inflation of choice by those lacking substance.
Any leader who doesn't support the heart of evolving humanity is not a leader worthy of being followed.
Genuine art and business are the ultimate partnership toward catalyzing social evolution and well-being.
To paraphrase the great poet Dante, the heavens swirl above us and our eyes are still cast to the ground.
Gossip can be entertaining: occasionally, I've heard the most fascinating things about myself I never knew.
Is it a form of social play that underneath the words people say, there is a different conversation going on?
Sometime is that appointment, the final one to meet. Let's color all with love, for Time is naught but fleet.
Remembrance of our kiss brings not your lips nor mine to mind. The flesh can only envy consumption so divine.
People who worship only themselves get a slick, polished look - like monuments. Too bad they had to go so soon.
Poetry is our heart, our spirit, our soul. Call it whatever; without it, everything else is nothing but hardware.
Your mouth on mine our bridge to cross and serve where we would go. Utopia of sensations the flesh could never know.
Poetry absolves spirituality from the dividedness of religions and provides us with a sanctuary that excludes no one.
People at large are becoming more aware that there is much more to reality and to themselves than what meets the eye.
Poets can't worry about popularity since loving life and humanity involves saying what some people don't want to hear.
Pure at heart: to be like a flower that blooms as gloriously, brilliantly in a secluded wild wood, not seen and praised.
Apart from Love, which is not a human emotion, of all the rest my last words would best read: It's all for the experience.
The category "Women Poets" is bizarre and irrelevant. It's a subcategory of Poets, but there is not a "Men Poets" category.
Sex in space (Earth included) far exceeds our wildest imaginations, and is more than a big bang, that's for sure, it's cosmic.
Money is only a human invention. I get paid for my work, it's a system of trade, but it's not my purpose and reason for living.
I would rather have an inferiority complex and be pleasantly surprised, than have a superiority complex and be rudely awakened.
Any leaders who disappoint the people, ideals and promises by which they were appointed are by definition themselves dis-appointed.
If you were the sky, I would unfurl myself in you, as a rainbow of colors yet unseen. I would become oceans of stars in your night.
What appears to us solid is ultimately both a particle and a wavelength, and on that realm everything behaves as both a particle and a wave.
Words are contact with other beings. I see a word that says something I've noticed, seen, felt, obserevd, and I capture it; "I need that word!"
Language achieves soul only when it's applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.
The impact of space activities is nothing less than the galvanizing of hope and imagination for human life continuum into a future of infinite possibility.
The primary dues a writer or any artist pays is to remain sentient, and to forfeit the illusionary luxury of such anesthetics as avoidance, numbness, and denials.
Life is a canvas of many strokes where shades from different palettes meet into a picture so concrete that some forget it is their own, so become framed themselves.
The body knows no pain, not like the soul. At least a nerve has limits, a body part a name. But the soul... the soul... There is no bandage - even crying is in vain.
On Earth, much of the wrenching discomfort of emesis, apart from the sensation of nausea itself, is from the coordination of many muscles it takes to counter gravity.
There is direct correlation between a society lacking in artistic vision to lack of social conscience, i.e., crime, poverty, and senseless, violent atrocities, materialism.
My primary motivation for writing is to communicate my perceptions and insights into the human condition, in a way that may provide understanding, comfort, and company to others.
Leaders in all realms and activities of life knew that the power they had come to hold existed because they were responsible to serve the many, thus power was position of service.
Space is as infinite as we can imagine, and expanding this perspective is what adjusts humankind focus on conquering our true enemies, the formidable foes: ignorance and limitation.
Space is as infinite as we can imagine, and expanding this perspective is what adjusts humankind's focus on conquering our true enemies, the formidable foes: ignorance and limitation.
When we love, we are courageous; and courage has nothing to do with being fearless, it's about being willing to experience fear, even dread, to do what we must, without guarantee of outcome.
Little did the artist know, who neglected his appearance in favor of his work, that the years would produce a breed that spent hours meticulously acquiring a neglected look to appear like an artist.
How do we define consciousness, or what has been called the human soul or the spirit, if it can't be quantified as matter or a particle?.. It can be quantified or observed just by a process of elimination.
The last motive in the world for acquiring vocabulary should be to impress. Words should be acquired because we urgently need them - to convey, to reach, to express something within us, and to understand others.
It is interesting to note that poetry, a literary device whose very construct involves the use of words, is itself the word of choice by persons grasping to describe something so beautiful it is marvelously ineffable.
It's vital as we postulate and work toward exploration and human settlement beyond Earth. I like to think of the possibilities of sustaining humanity's continuum, with preserved recorded history way beyond the life of our Sun.
It's weird how people who are the least close to me or who've never even met me purport to be experts on the real me; and then, sadly, there are those who could be in touch with me but prefer to gossip with strangers about me instead.
Some animals on Earth regurgitate as opposed to vomit, i.e., stomach contents flow up into the esophagus without any forceful abdominal contractions. What I experienced in zero gravity was similar to this, expulsion without the heaves.
When we can build something like the Hubble telescope and fathom images of this vast cosmos of which we are a part, it really gives pause to wonder what and who we are within a larger framework than linear adventures at the shopping mall and taxes.