Book 0

Soap

Stepping up to the soapbox: who, what, why, and the alphabet in between.

6 poems

Contents

  1. Chaos
  2. Connected
  3. A, B, Z
  4. Thought, I thought I had a thought once
  5. Am I me, or am I what you see
  6. Words
No. 1

Chaos

Can we stop the chaos?
in the end, will it outweigh us?
sparks flying could fray us
don't fall in, don't betray us

The thoughts, they won't stop
hamster running, won't drop
write the words before forgot
take the notes, keep the spot

Why try to fight this insanity
why not attract it like gravity
bring the fantasy into reality
show the world your capacity

Always use the creative mind
Show the world what you find
Spread the word like a grind
start the spark, heal the blind

They say the hive is safe
Safes can crack with a shake
Not the blue pill, not the steak
Take the red one, and awake

Why try to fight this insanity
why not attract it like gravity
bring the fantast into reality
show the world your capacity

Can we enhance the chaos?
can we become weightless?
sparks flying could free us
Come down the hole and join us

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No. 2

Connected

Everything is connected
balance must be respected
one element is neglected
negativity gets reflected

system tries to compensate
adding elements to regulate
weighed down with weight
must wait to participate

trapped emotions bursting
waiting connection, hurting
internal safety, reverting
alarms blaring, alerting

safe inside, thoughts emerge
possibilities & paths converge
end the splurge and purge
end blocking, allow the merge

if connections flow free
only then will we see
how great the world can be
connect branches of your tree

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No. 3

A, B, Z

A begets B, that's what they say
To B or not to B, is that the way
Where/How/When/Why is A?
That's the question till this day.

Some pray to gods or a single one
Some meditate, trying to think of none
Some ponder, weighing their head a ton
Some give up, finding it easier to run

Whichever method, the answer is same
Currently it's real to us, even if a game
Do we hide in a cave, or search for fame
Boost our egos or make them tame

A is hidden, B is known, Z is strange
A to Z is an unfamthomable range
Increasingly difficult to sort and arrange
Even super computers cannot change

Some pray to gods or a single one
Some meditate, trying to think of none
Some ponder, weighing their head a ton
Some give up, finding it easier to run
Who knew the alphabet can't be won

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No. 4

Thought, I thought I had a thought once

Thought, I thought I had a thought once
I sought after it's source for months
Travelling far, the answer isn't on a bus
How can this question make me a dunce

Some say it comes from the beyond
The little voice that likes to respond
Like sorcery or magic from a wand
Or evolved from a primordial pond

Yes, science says it's a neural network
But it doesn't eleminate the guesswork
How did chemistry get to wetwork
Where was the spark, the first quirk

Let's try to step back behind the line
The word thought, how do we define
Boiled down, it's just ideas we combine
So in essence, thought is math design

If thought is just adding ideas together
And chemistry is just particles pressure
When combined, how do we measure
Answer to our question, will we ever?

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No. 5

Am I me, or am I what you see

Am I me, or am I what you see
Am I me, or what I think to be
Am I me, or what exists physically
Am I me, or neurons sporadically

You see only some parts of who I am
They access different parts of the ram
It all depends who controls the cam
So, your me could only be a sham

To be or not to be is the question
Behind is over, forward we press on
Improve, adapt, stay and learn lesson
Either way, it continues it's session

Perhaps it's all a chance of chaos
A candle's flame dancing at a seanse
The lava in a lamp as it bobs once
Is free will a lie just told to betray us

Am I me, or am I what you see
Am I me, or what I think to be
Am I me, or what exists physically
Am I me, or neurons sporadically

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No. 6

Words

Words and worlds, hurling through space
Beards and boards, covering up face
Fears and fjords, falling in grace
Piers and ports, docking at bays

How do we decide what they mean
Why is this corn but this is a bean
Who is in charge of this whole scene
Is it all of us, the whole entire team

It started small and hot, lots of energy
With time, larger and colder, a symmetry
More time, coalescing into a synergy
Matter, energy, time, merging with gravity

From small balls to large ones
Worlds are formed, massive tones
Suns are formed, explosive magnetons
Life formed, daughters and sons

Consciousness created words
To understand suns and worlds
Worlds helped consciousness forwards
To understand fjords and ports

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