Vitruvian Man. Leonardo Da Vinci. 1490.
Sonnet V
My precious
friend, regard me not askance
Though I
deserve your gaze most skeptical
I cannot fault
you for your wary glance
For of myself I
make pure spectacle
It is to tears
my words one could compare
Both flow in
uncontrollable remorse
In composition
they so poorly fare
To express
passion from its deepest source
These words
survive though tears do disappear
Poetry at least
puts form on feeling
But I do risk
your mockery and fear
Trying to
convince you of my meaning.
Emotion when
translated to refrain
Loses too much,
but gambles more to gain.
(c) Kleomichele Leeds
EB
Kin 232: Yellow Spectral Human
I dissolve in order to influence
Releasing wisdom
I seal the process of free will
With the spectral tone of liberation
I am guided by my own power doubled.
The holomind perceiver can be likened to an intrinsically cosmic-telepathic internet chat room, imaginatively installed or imprinted in the human brain.*
Kin 232: Yellow Spectral Human
I dissolve in order to influence
Releasing wisdom
I seal the process of free will
With the spectral tone of liberation
I am guided by my own power doubled.
The holomind perceiver can be likened to an intrinsically cosmic-telepathic internet chat room, imaginatively installed or imprinted in the human brain.*
*Star Traveler's 13 Moon Almanac of Synchronicity, Galactic Research Institute, Law of Time Press, Ashland, Oregon, 2014-2015.
Anahata Chakra
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