Harsh Light

Harsh Light 

The time has come, there is no more to be gained in this harsh light.
The inky pools of frozen water beautifully reflect back an image.
One of appeal.
One of compassion.
One of wisdom.
My own eye is constantly aware of what lies beneath this image, 
living in my wild heart.
Everlasting discovery of loves mysteries.
Poetry.
I love you beyond all reason or will.
At least, in the smallest part understood.
Here and now I stand before a closed door.
Just beyond your love for me, I know it, it must be!
Despair hurts beyond all pain. 
I will break from this eternal grief.
Surrounded by awareness impacts of a closed heart. 
Efforts. 
Light beams of all I am, in madness, just bounce back.
A cloak of eternal darkness, with wide folds express the patterns of space. 
Between what is this here? 
And what I want is that over there.

Written by
S O Timpany
December 2009

Iron Set

SEX

Made by sex.

Day by day grew to be born.

Born into a world where, vulnerable and tiny,

Sex continues.

Growth ever continues.

Unfolding petals of a perfect flower.

Shine brightly the innocent heart,

black, silent, movement, within.

Sex is a mystery unhidden.

I embrace this mystery.

Ever in time and space.

Shaping epics without meaning.

Trance into the radiant light,

as a moth to the flame.

Receptive well of delights - longing.

It is said,

it all begins and ends with sex.

And so it does here.

Pride

Unbound from conformity.

To know myself

as well, all my parts.

Eyes to see;

Ears to hear.

Compassion.

Working the long journey

Clear in the mirror.

Love of self.

Self

To desire.
To know.
To dare.
To will.
To keep silent.
To go.

Power

Coursing of blood

Constant pulsing from core to the outer tips.

Breath waxing and waning ever.

A congress of agreed notions.

Wind in all its forms.

Water in all its forms.

Earth in all its forms.

Fire in all its forms.

Including Light.

Me standing still.

Passion

Breath on the skin.

The tone of a lovers voice.

Pushing mind and body to meet well

desires ends.

Perfection reached with color.

Hues of satiety.

Achievement in skills.

An internal drive to live this amazing journey.

Iron

Ruff patterns ungulate from rusted to

glinting.

Inner light brightly

returns.

Clarity, a dark mirror

journey the well

there crossing alone.

Reunion comes

I know.

Written by

S O Timpany 

July 2010

Only there...

You’ll Only See This Landform on Mars, Nowhere on Earth

Unusual Hollows Discovered on Planet Mercury 
http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html

In the mornings initial systems engagement come two articles to share.  These posses beautiful impact visually.  Which folds well into furthering seeds of unique design.  Both embody the notions I began expressing in yesterdays blog.  These continue to capture in total my general sense which challenges the hubris thought, the edict which deludes the spirit of exploration, "we have seen it all!" This simply isn't true Mister. 

Upon first glance at the APOD image, without any text,  I believed this to be Mars surface.  Given the color and the clarity of the picture.  Nope! This is from the MESSENGER probe. Then to have the second image actually be from Mars.  Wow, it's a great day to be interested and capable of gathering such brilliant new visual seeds from the spheres. 

While NASA and other space exploration agency's are facing destructive budgetary cuts, these probes sent years ago,  are for the moment managing to hit their projected targets. Giving planetary science huge gains in data collection. Also, engaging humanity with visual delights that bring true encouragement for the continued spirit of solar system study. 

And as for the bottom of the ocean floor some 6.8 miles down?  I gather this to be 1 mile deeper than the highest mountain peeks on earth. According to the man who dared try to see for us all says, James Cameron: Ocean bottom like 'another planet' 

From Ocean Abyss to Darkside of the Moon @DeForest crater

Image credit NASA/Caltech-JPL/MIT/SRS

While earth experience the thrills, spills and wild wonder of a newly emerging spring/autumn season, the spheres gifted us with a lovely visual, a single seed. Selected for collective contemplation, by "4th grade students at Emily Dickinson Elementary School in Montana."

Contrasts on the darkside surface of earths companion, fascination to behold.  With the earth at rise and a deeply pitch black, designated south pole, crater DeForest, (wondering if this is for Bones?). Sublime this visual delight with the earth sphere now nights companion. Earth which is, where we sit, live and grow.  Eternal is captured!
Newly visited the southern lunar vistas for the inhabitants of earth, slight as a mote and straight into our visual cortex.
In bold action, dare to dream on earth from a distant shore! This encompasses what those little eyes gave us this day. 

Exploring the majesty of that little blue marble currently exploding into spring/autumn while dangling in deepest darkest space. Collectively known as home and connected within a single bio-sphere is everything precious.  Constant is the darkness of space which life is enfolded within and emerges, where too quickly unto darkness even the suns light returns.  The connection to life and the abyss is a thin line blurred. Beauty and mystery seeing these in a deep space dance with layer upon layer of experience constantly in shifting orbital positions. 

In this same instance, which remains spring/autumn, the deepest parts of the ocean floor is extensively being surveyed. Humans traveling through vast unknowns to see for themselves what is here.

This spring fills me with admiration for those who explore where none have gone before. In discovering what occurs in the blurred lines between spheres of life and the eternal darkness that enfolds the unknown.