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JK Cabresos Jul 2016
Oo. Totoo.
Hindi mo na kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
na aakyat pa sa rurok ng bundok
para isigaw ang pangalan ko,
at ipahayag ang nilalaman
ng damdaming nagsisidhi,
sapat na sa akin
ang ibulong mo ang mga salitang ‘yan
na nais kong marinig
mula sa mapang-akit **** mga labi.

Hindi mo kailangang ibase ang nararamdaman mo
sa sinasabi ng ibang tao,
dahil hindi natin kailangan ng kanilang opinyon
para umibig nang wagas
o hanggang sa dulo ng mundo,
hindi sila ang dumidekta
sa kung sino man ang ititibok nitong puso,
hindi natin kailangan ng kanilang opinyon.
Hindi.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako
na sa lahat ng date na ating mapuntahan
ay kailangang pag-usapan ng mga kaibigan mo,
o libo-libong litrato ang ipo-post mo,
dahil ayaw ko lang mawala
ang pagiging pribado ng ating relasyon,
sapat na sa akin
ang itago mo ang mga litratong ‘yan,
at titigan pauli-ulit
kapag miss na natin ang isat-isa.

Hindi mo kailangang ma-insecure sa iba,
hindi ko sila papatulan,
hindi ko sila papansinin,
hindi kita niligawan
nang mahigit isang taon para saktan lang,
wala akong **** sa kanila,
ikaw ang mahal ko,
oo, mahal kita,
at tanggap ko kung sino ka,
kung anong mayro’n at wala sa’yo,
dahil mahal kita.
Mahal na mahal,
hindi mo kailangang ma-insecure.
Hindi.    

Lahat ng bagay, ay aking gagawin,
dahil hindi lang magtatapos ang aking “mahal kita”  
sa bawat letra ng mga salitang
namumutawi sa aking bibig,
hindi ito isang antigong alahas  
na susuotin lamang sa mga piling okasyon,
pagkatapos ay itatago sa kahon,
at kakainin ng alikabok sa lilipas na mga taon,
mamahalin kita kahit sa ano mang panahon:
tirik man ang araw sa pagtawa
o kulimlim man ang gabi sa pag-iyak.
Mahal kita.
Mahal na mahal,
at hindi lang magtatapos ang aking “mahal kita”
sa mahal lang kita,
kukunin ko ang mga agiw sa ‘yong mga lumang gunita,
pilit kong wasakin ang mga pader
na nakaharang sa ating dalawa.    

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
sapat na sa akin ang pagsanay sa sarili
sa ‘yong presensya at pagkandili,
sapat na sa akin ang pag-intindi mo
sa mga kamaliang pilit **** binabayo,
mga pagkukulang na pilit **** pinupunan,
at sa mga araw na kahit luha ang nalalasap
ay patuloy ka pa ring nakahawak sa aking mga kamay
at hindi mo ito binitawan.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
pumasok ka sa pinakakasulok ng aking utak,
nang mabatid mo ang mga nakasulat,
nakalimbag sa bawat pahina ng aking isip:
ililibot kita,
sa aking nakaraan,
sa aking ngayon
at sa aking bukas,
ilalahad ang pag-aasam na makatakas
sa mga kabiguang natanaw.
Sisirin natin ang pinakailalim ng aking puso,
dito matatagpuan ang pag-ibig
na kailanman hindi mabubura,
hindi maglalaho, para sa nag-iisang ikaw.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
hindi na kailangan,
dahil alam ko, d’yan sa puso mo,
nakaukit rin ang pangalan ko,
at ang pag-iibigan nating dalawa,
hindi mo na kailangan ipagsigawan pa
dahil alam kong mahal mo rin ako.
Mahal mo ako.  
Mahal na mahal.
Copyright © 2016
JK Cabresos Jun 2015
Oo.
Totoo.
Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako
na aakyat pa sa Bundok Apo
para isigaw ang pangalan ko
at ipahayag ang damdamin mo,
sapat na sa akin
ang ibulong mo ang mga salitang
nais kong marinig
mula sa mapang-akit **** mga labi.

Hindi mo kailangang ibase ang nararamdaman mo
sa sinasabi ng mga tao,
dahil hindi natin kailangan
ng kanilang opinyon
para umibig hanggang
sa dulo ng mundo,
hindi sila ang dumidekta
sa kung sino man ang ititibok nitong puso,
hindi natin kailangan
ng kanilang opinyon.
Hindi.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako
na sa lahat ng date
na ating mapuntahan ay kailangang
pag-usapan ng mga kaibigan mo,
o libu-libong pictures ang ipopost mo,
dahil ayaw ko lang mawala
ang privacy ng ating relasyon,
sapat na sa akin
ang itago mo ang mga larawang yan,
at titigan pauli-ulit
kapag miss na natin ang isat-isa.

Hindi mo kailangang mainsecure sa iba,
hindi ko sila papatulan,
hindi ko sila papansinin,
hindi kita niligawan
ng mahigit isang taon para saktan lang,
wala akong pake sa kanila,
ikaw ang mahal ko,
oo, mahal kita,
at tanggap ko kung ano ka,
kung anong meron at wala ka,
dahil mahal kita,
mahal na mahal,
hindi mo kailangang mainsecure.
Hindi.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
sapat na sa akin
ang pag-intindi mo sa mga kamaliang
pilit **** binabayo,
mga pagkukulang
na pilit **** pinupunan,
at mga araw na luha
ang nalalasap
ngunit patuloy ka pa ring
nakahawak sa aking mga kamay
at hindi mo ito binitawan,
kahit pa hintotoro na lang
ang iyong nahahawakan
pero pilit mo pa rin akong inaangat.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
hindi na kailangan,
dahil alam ko,
dyan sa puso mo,
nakaukit rin ang pangalan ko
at ang pag-iibigan nating dalawa,
hindi mo na kailangan ipagsigawan pa
dahil alam kong mahal mo rin ako.
Mahal mo ako.
Mahal na mahal.
- JK Cabresos / Lhordyx

Copyright © 2015
Prince Allival Mar 2021
Oo. Totoo.
Hindi mo na kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,na aakyat pa sa rurok ng bundok
para isigaw ang pangalan ko,at ipahayag ang nilalaman ng damdaming nagsisidhi,
sapat na sa akin ang ibulong mo ang mga salitang ‘yan na nais kong marinig
mula sa mapang-akit **** mga labi.

Hindi mo kailangang ibase ang nararamdaman mo sa sinasabi ng ibang tao,dahil hindi natin kailangan ng kanilang opinyon para umibig nang wagas o hanggang sa dulo ng mundo,
hindi sila ang dumidekta sa kung sino man ang ititibok nitong puso, hindi natin kailangan ng kanilang opinyon.Hindi.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako
na sa lahat ng date na ating mapuntahan
ay kailangang pag-usapan ng mga kaibigan mo,
o libo-libong litrato ang ipo-post mo, dahil ayaw ko lang mawalanang pagiging pribado ng ating relasyon,sapat na sa akin nang itago mo ang mga litratong ‘yan,at titigan pauli-ulit
kapag miss na natin ang isat-isa.

Hindi mo kailangang ma-insecure sa iba,
hindi ko sila papatulan,hindi ko sila papansinin,
hindi kita minahal nang mahabang panahon
para saktan lang, wala akong pake sa kanila,
ikaw ang mahal ko, oo, mahal kita,
at tanggap ko kung sino ka, kung anong mayro’n at wala sa’yo,dahil mahal kita.Mahal na mahal,
hindi mo kailangang ma-insecure.Hindi.    

Lahat ng bagay, ay aking gagawin,
dahil hindi lang magtatapos ang aking “mahal kita”  sa bawat letra ng mga salitang
namumutawi sa aking bibig,hindi ito isang antigong alahas  na susuotin lamang sa mga piling okasyon,pagkatapos ay itatago sa kahon,
at kakainin ng alikabok sa lilipas na mga taon,
mamahalin kita kahit sa ano mang panahon:
tirik man ang araw sa pagtawa o kulimlim man ang gabi sa pag-iyak.Mahal kita.Mahal na mahal,
at hindi lang magtatapos ang aking “mahal kita”
sa mahal lang kita,kukunin ko ang mga agiw sa iyong mga lumang gunita,pilit kong wasakin ang mga pader na nakaharang sa ating dalawa.    

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
sapat na sa akin ang pagsanay sa sarili
sa ‘yong presensya at pagkandili,sapat na sa akin ang pag-intindi mo sa mga kamaliang pilit binabayo,mga pagkukulang na pilit pinupunan,
at sa mga araw na kahit luha ang nalalasap
ay patuloy ka pa ring nakahawak sa aking mga kamay at hindi mo ito binitawan.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
pumasok ka sa pinakakasulok ng aking utak,
nang mabatid mo ang mga nakasulat,
nakalimbag sa bawat pahina ng aking isip:
ililibot kita, sa aking nakaraan,sa aking ngayon
at sa aking bukas, ilalahad ang pag-aasam na makatakas sa mga kabiguang natanaw.
Sisirin natin ang pinakailalim ng aking puso,
dito matatagpuan ang pag-ibig
na kailanman hindi mabubura, hindi maglalaho, para sa nag-iisang ikaw.

Hindi mo kailangan ipagsigawang mahal mo ako,
hindi na kailangan, dahil alam ko, d’yan sa puso mo,nakaukit rin ang pangalan ko,at ang pag-iibigan nating dalawa, hindi mo na kailangan ipagsigawan pa dahil alam kong mahal mo rin ako.Mahal mo ako. Mahal na mahal.Sana Nga'y mahal mo pa ako!  Mahal mo talaga ako.
Michael John Aug 2018
i

i washed up for a living,lily,
for a while there
this is something george
and i have in common..

on the whole i was treated
decently
pearl divers are a breed unto
themselves..

mine was a life of ease
over eating and boredem
it was ******* the spine
and knees..

a piece of cake compared
to digging holes
(surrounded by the boss
and his extended family..)


the pop wagon on friday
cement as a whole
the olive oil factory or
carrying bricks..

ii

the pop wagon on a friday
took only two hours
brevity
that was the answer..

the cement truck on
tuesdays
took two and half
hours..

but ended in tears..
the shift in the olive
oil factory
could last eighteen hours..

digging holes an eternity
carrying bricks up stairs
works up quite a thirst..
never mind soon be..

be in pauli´ s soup kitchen
where wine smooth and cool
as honey bees..
chicken and macaroni..!

iii

the cement was high in lime
and invariably chafed the skin
and in that hole it would set
to be picked out with olive oil

and a pin..drunk,the screaming
and carry on..
we laughed and held them down
better digging holes..!

it was so painful..!
down and out in paris and london
by gearge orwell
Eugene Aug 2017
Kung aking bubuklatin,
Ang mga nakaraang pahina ng iyong mga awitin,
Sigurado akong maalala mo ito at kakantahin,
Pauli-ulit pang rerehistro sa utak at iisipin.

Mahilig kang kumanta,
Boses mo ay kakaiba,
Mahilig ka ring gumala,
Sa mga malalayong lugar na hindi na abot ng iyong mata.

Sa trabaho ay seryoso ka.
Minsan nakalimutan mo na ring ngumiti sa iba,
Sa dami ng iyong ginagawa,
Kami ay napapagalitan pa.

Dedikasyon mo sa trabaho ay hindi matatawaran,
Pero kahit na ikaw ay may posisyon na,
Walang nagbago sa iyong nakaugalian.
Ikaw pa rin ang taong madali naming lapitan.

Ipagpatuloy mo ang ugali **** masaya,
Upang bigat sa dibdib ay maibsan pansamantala,
Mabigyang katuparan ang pangarap mo sa iyong bubuuing pamilya,
Nang maging sandigan mo sa habambuhay na ligaya.
Anyone can enter your church
No matter what their age
Mine, well, you have to be legal
At least in the section that doesn't serve food

Yours smells of incense and candle wax
The air smells of wood polish
Mine has stale beer and on humid days
Remnants of cigars and cigarettes from years ago

We have windows that can open
But, most times they are painted shut
Yours, beautiful colors of glass
Images from the bible, glorious

You have a choir singing the grace of God
My place of worship has live bands once a month
Karaoke on Fridays with wanna be singers
Making us pray to God for it to end

You have pictures of Saints on your windows
And tapestries on the walls
The closest we have is posters of sports teams
And The St. Pauli girl promoting beer

You will never find me at your church
But, we may find you in ours on occasion
We don't have sacramental wine like you
But, we do have a larger drink menu for all

People come to your church to wash away their sins
Then a few hail Mary's and a Lord's Prayer
With us, they come to drown their sorrows
And our hail Mary's have bacon, 2 for 1 on Sunday

Our sky pilot will listen like your pastor
He doesn't judge unless you get too drunk
But, that's on him, not you
Your pastor won't judge, but, still gives penance

I know where I am Sunday
I know where you are too
Your church is not always open
Mine's good from 10 till 2
John F McCullagh Nov 2011
Pint on Saint Patrick’s Day


Our servers name is Molly,
She works at the Pence and Pound
We were there to have some beers
and dine on beef that’s ground

She is a lithe and lively blonde
in black tights and mini dress.
Her hair tied back in a pony tail
as she seated us, her guests..

But what a sight did Molly make
when she next came into view:
each hand contained a perfect pint
of Guinness’s dark brew

A darling girl, wondrous lass
A Gaelic beauty too
I’d testify that St. Pauli girl
can not compare to you.

But I’ll sit here and sip my beer
Too old to give offense
We’ll stay and have a round or three
And spend more pounds then pence.
The Pound and Pence is a popular lunch spot not far from the New York office of the Federal Reserve
MR Jan 2019
can a heart have the capacity of loving two bodies at the same time ?
it is fighting the laws of physics
cause  i have known all my life
that two bodies can´t occupy the same place, at the same time
MR~
*****-eyed toddlers, sipping soda from Molly’s Hatchet
Dr. Roberts dolling out prescriptions using Pauli’s racket
Intergalactic minds racing down the halls
Juggling cruelty with a ******’s *****

Samson held in an awkward dream
Likeness paid for using Steam

Burdens left on a turned-over sill.
Polyester found in the sweat poured from a still
Flimsy breezes gust in through openings in the flume
Driving backwards into the arms of a woeful doom
Sa paglubog ng araw at pagsikat ng buwan.
Sa ihip ng hangin at patak ng ulan.
Sa pagdaan ng taon.
At sa bawat paglagas ng dahon.
Pangalan mo ang baon.
Sa pag-agos ng luha at sa paghikbi,
Sa pagsibol ng mangilan-ngilang ngiti.
Pauli-ulit na tatanawin,
Mga ala-ala mo na kumikinang kasama ng mga bituin.
Ikaw ang hiling.
Ikaw ang tinatangi.
Ikaw ang minimithi.
Ikaw ang sinta.
Ikaw ang payapa.
Ikaw ang pag-ibig.
Ikaw ang dalanging nawa'y marinig.
Ngayon at sa paglipas ng panahon.
Pangalan mo ang sambit ng puso sa bawat alon.
Hahanap-hanapin ka sa kalawakan.
Jack Jul 2019
I am holding nothing now,
it weighs me down like a spoonful of neutron star.
Degeneracy Pressure holds me still,
holds me close.
You were once my volume,
your leaving has me as mass.
Superheavy,
we are subdued by Pauli Exclusion Principle.
I envy event horizons,
the electrons of emotional collapse.
This Pressure holds me up
and I shine on alone.
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2018
Wolfgang Pauli to Neils Bohr
Expecting to be rebuffed:
You probably think these ideas are crazy.

To which Neils Bohr:
Unfortunately, they are not crazy enough.
Once again - gracias, Mr. Markson.
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2019
Wolfgang Pauli to Neils Bohr
Expecting to be rebuffed:
You probably think these ideas are crazy

To which Neils Bohr:
Unfortunately, they are not crazy enough.
Qualyxian Quest May 2019
Wolfgang Pauli to Neils Bohr
Expecting to be rebuffed:
You probably think these ideas are crazy.

To which Neils Bohr:  Unfortunately,
They are not crazy enough.
Johnny Noiπ Mar 2019
The development of a classification system
for rattles became a topical issue since the
new experimental techniques found by many
of them revealed that everything could not
be elementary.                                      These discoveries made by Wolfgang;
Pauli shout: "If I predict it, I will go to the botanist".
Advises the students Enrico Fermi
and León Rederman. "If I could
remember the name of these particles,
I would be a botanist," who was
at the forefront of many of these developments,
including these new Nobel Prize systems,
including Luis Alvarez. The construction
of the hammer as a limited condition
of fewer sections will organize your "zoo".
Some of the first meson proposals,
such as Enrico Fermi, Chen-Ning Yang
1949 and Sakata 1956, were successful,
but they could not compensate and could
not explain all the data. The Gel-Man-
Nishijima formula developed by Murray
Gel-Man and Kazuhiko Nishijima led
to an eight-way classification invented
by Gel-Man in 1961 with important
independent contributions from Yuval
Ne'eman. Organize HIS (3)            Expression of multiples of approximately
the same mass, octave and Dickle
due to strong interaction. Smaller
mass differences associated with the quantum number
of flavors that do not appear to be a strong interaction.
The Gel-Man-Okubo tissue formulated
the quantification of these small differences
in mass between the multichannel members,
controlled by the distribution of the explicit symmetry
of SU (3). A basic bidirectional member,
B-baryon spin-3/2, was an important predictor
of this classification. Gel-Man received
the Nobel Prize for Physics approximately
eight times in 1969, after having been discovered
in experiments at the National Laboratory,
Brookhaven. Finally, in 1964, Gel-Man
and George Zweig independently received
What The Image Encoding. Eight times
They made a start-up and made
the underlying scheme unpredictable
and possibly unobservably free, and the
classification coding more simply
into a narrow economic structure in eight ways.

Differences in Hadron's mass were associated
with different masses of quark components.
It takes about 10 years for unexpected nature
and physical reality. These quarks
are understood in more detail; seeing
Quarks. Unlike intuition, it cannot
be considered in isolation the birth
of color, forms with other quarks
are a complete hero and provide
a lot of indirect information about
the captured game. Instead, quarks
help define quantum chromodynamics,
a basic theory that fully describes
powerful interactions. And now
it is understood that the eighth shape
is the result of three light symmetric
flavors. It is believed that advanced
civilization techniques have emerged
that allow for tight curves,
such as the distortions of space
and time. Complete the possibility
of traveling. This is a document
that examines this possibility, in
other words. The violation of causality
in the final zone is not the final curvature
of the space-time feature. There
is no powerful Cauchy medium
that does not consist of closed land
of incomplete production. Geometrically
measured sizes can be used to determine
the increase in the Lorentz area,                                        which will increase
the closed geodesy. However,                                                       the causality
of early underdevelopment in certain
categories of weak energy conditions
must not break the Cauchy horizon.

This shows that it is impossible to create
a world enclosed by a closed time curve.
                      This is a prerequisite to address the weaknesses of the industry,
but the principle of what is legal
for the industry with the hope of
the value and importance of the
tweezers is like a tight curve
of space. To get more. It seems
less closed, deadlines must be presented
immediately. Look at these results
and learn about the defense of the incident,
as long as it supports the value
and does not suffer the law of revolutions
physically closed. Press and Japan,
especially 893 mobile phones.
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
Wolfgang Pauli to Niels Bohr:
You probably think these ideas are crazy.

To which Niels Bohr: Unfortunately,
They are not crazy enough.
See David Markson, This is Not a Novel and Other Novels
as rereading of poetry (my own) goes:
it would read:
well... at least his father would be French
and the Lion would return
to Rome from the island where he would
leave a chimera to play with the unicorn
upon the question of the seriousness
of lineage
and i gather: my own life has taken
a funny escapade of demands and focus
because i should have been driving
before i have been walking in this modern-ity...
but before the sacrifice of
for now this man belong to the world:
he is not a man of the world:
he is a man who belong to the world
i was whispering the name like a football
chant: ole! ole! ole!
maybe when i die there will be a Pope
from Africa but before that stage is set
Islam needs to learn a few lessons in history
and history hasn't been kind to Islam:
initially yes, perhaps yes...
but history hasn't been kind to Islam
but at least the remains of the dinosaurs
in blood and all those little Towers of Babylon
in Dubai that all the Pakistanis are talking
about when they talk about
those who erected them in modern slavery
via Bangladesh for a few of us to not break
a sweat...
although this is not reminiscent of what it could
be
that i must feel so tiny
i did say! i did say! i hate this part where i "think"
i'm right... i did say: a Frenchman or an Irishman!
and down below
from above on the Papal Seal:
the Fleur de Lys!
and i just like dancing a dance before time
before anything truly happens...
and it seems i still wonder how to take Chriatianity
seriously i still think about
militant christianity i started to think of the empires
of faith and indeed the nation-state has dwindled
but not in the way the classical anglophone world
knows it as strictly individualistic
monkey trained capital and the freedom march
of miserable women...
i think... oh to hell with it... i'm going to drink
to the pope's health!
i could never succumb to the North American
version with those bogus preachers
i suspect the one billion strong army
of Catholic souls will grow more so now that
like Judaism was opened to the Gentiles of Europe
now Catholicism will be open and become
inheritance tax on the juke of the father
and the miasma and mothers of virginity...
i might suspect a revival of Catholicism in America
if England is going to continue to presevre
that **** way of going about capitalism
and the crushing of the individual under multiculturalism
one way: but as long as the minorities get to
their conclave and their ghettos...
       i like being intuitively aligned to the times...
and now i distance myself from my writing
as i have no ***** Roman jokes
i'm not even going to gloat...
                      because i'm already killing with a kiss
the vampire of learning the theory test for my
driving test
and i'm passing all the time and i still need
to do those 30 hours within the confines of
the driving school and pass the internal test
and then i have to leave to do Wimbledon
and some concerts in the summer
and will have to return for like a week and do
the county, external exam...
                    so if the Indians are at it with the Pakistanis
then it's a reminder: a new bishop of Rome was
elected
or just prior
because i then think of orthodox Christianity
and that's so obscure after the intervention
of Islam
at least western Christianity had an idea and blossomed
while who is to say anything spectacular
about orthodox Christianity in its origins
in Syria and Greece and Ethiopia...
at bit like those cognitive tourists pseudo-poets
from America in the Beatnik brigade being humbled
by oriental thinking like all-is-nothing
like then go to the Chinese market
and sell dog and cluck and spark a conversation
about t.n.t. and Batman and HIVCORONA...
no fool you but at least i adhere to the instrument
that dictates to me...
before the altar of the name and the dates
the confines of the grave
the open air... in the necropolis...
it's not the Cathedral of St. Peter
but my little brick corner of the coliseum of mortality
and the grave is where i pity my little thoughts
and i pity my little thoughts
because that's where i trap my ego
my ineffectual ego in all its egoness or egoism
and i know that the voice in my mind
is mostly trapped Satan
and i don't mean a Satan of grandiosity Miltonian
my own personal ineffectual vegetable state
sATAN... the Atman or somewhere in between...
but from one shadow to another shadow
a key was passed
and i hope the world didn't think that
this institution would bend the knee
and simply give into the people and say:
a BLACK POPE! since an Latino pope just died...
i just hoped there would be true learning
in judgement
and sometimes if you can witness an Electoral...
it's better than living in a Democracy...
yes... like what used to happen in
the Polish-Lithuanian Commonwealth:
whereby only the nobles were given rights
to elect a new king of Poland and
the king was elected from the lesser kings in waiting
of other nations of Europe...
well... so much for living in a Democracy...
i much prefer living in the crab-bucket of
the secular pride and agony of the current spoof
and **** mustard licking non-budge:
if there's that Hill of Rome with the Shining Light
and that process is a Tier above Democracy...
i will sooner believe in that Process...
whereby the Informed Elect are given
EARNED rights to vote...
than giving anyone the ******* trickery of:
where no hand washes another hand
instead probably resorts to ******* or choking
another or sign-language
and the grey matter of politics without the clarity
of 20th century adventurers of the desports
like ****** like Mao like Stalin:
those SPEZZIALS... of the 20th century:
dwarfing the authority of Popes and obviously
the Kings are extinct... are going to be:
the last reserve for some bricks and mortar relegated
to England
while Whitechapel Whittle Ingsh'shleen land is
and is the stink of New Bombay...
because you might think because it's written in English
it's not half rotting Irish and i want to
go away...
but at least in that sort of Democracy i believe
the process... the pomp and measure and circumstance
i believe in the Democracy that Elected
the Pope...
i don't believe in the Democracy of the People
that Elects the President...
because effectually that's an Election of an Election
and when i tried to vote in England
i realized i couldn't because there was too much
blockage
and i gave up
also realizing that i wouldn't be voting
for the Prime Minister but my local Member of Parliament...
so England the the Vatican aligned
although the Vatican makes more sense
than England
England is **** ENGLAND is ****
i don't care what it believes by now it's delusional...
i believe in a Democracy of the Elect...
i don't believe in a Democracy
as some bogus "god" given or "ontological" ripe
way to prescribe how people organize themselves...
i don't believe in this American Democracy and
its subsequent clamor and itches...
i believe in a Democracy of the Elected
elected through duty and patience and perseverance
but to give a vote out just like that...
who could possibly believe in the western
notion of democracy
when that sort of democracy of anyone for anyone
i believe in strict rules i believe
in being informed...
kick a rock down the road and call it a disgruntled
mountain...
like the media that parasite of democracy
that is this beast...
thankfully the Lion has returned to Rome
from the marriage to a Unicorn in England
and i'll maybe i'll whoever will leave
a fake Lion a Chimera still wedded to that Unicorn
and perhaps the Lion will return to Rome
and what a great opening with Ave Maria and talk
of peace with a smile
because i too wonder what the stresses of
that position will bring but then you wonder
how resolute and Park-Ming-Son
   Jean-Pauli-zhe-Sek-Und woz...
                                and wow... these elections happen
with such spectacular precision children weep
and i'm lost in believing the western world
or any alternative is giving me enough
care to worry about the world to preserve itself...
i'm content:
i did whisper the name... leo... leo.... leo...
ah but with hindsight and knowing how the internet
works: charlatan! you want to be right!
not really...         i did predict a Frenchman of the throne
of st. Peter...
double whammy he also has H'American credentials!
ha! and there's me also applying for a Green Card
to ******* to Kauai... so... m'eh m'eh... BLAH!
Qualyxian Quest Nov 2022
El
It might be inspiration
Might be delusion
I can't quite right quite tell

I experience coincidence
Doc says it's meaningless
I sail with Ishmael

I see analogies
Some say apophenia
Truly, I wish her well

Numbers on license plates
37 and 72
Bon Scott. Highway to Hell.

Also 137
Like Jung and Wolfgang Pauli
Ring them Bells!

Pythagoras transmigrated
So did the Ancient Celts
Baghdad fell

Thomas means the Twin
I live a double life
Two women not my wife
(A tale or two to tell)

             Rebel Yell!
Qualyxian Quest Oct 2020
Wolfgang Pauli: You probably think these ideas are crazy.

Neils Bohr: Unfortunately, they are not crazy enough.
Qualyxian Quest Feb 2020
Wolfgang Pauli knew 137
And so, at times, do I

He even strangely knew it
Just before he did die

No, I am not Jewish
But I have read Gershom Scholem

These cabalistic coincidences
Could this be why I know 'em?

The Cloud it is Unkowing
It can rain on your parade

And when the Light is showing
It also always casts some shade

I went to a wedding in Tel Aviv
And also in Tokyo too

I wasn't sure, but now I know
David Markson indeed a Jew

(This Is Not a Novel
Read it through and through!)
Qualyxian Quest May 2020
Wolfgang Pauli to Niels Bohr:
You probably think these ideas are crazy

To which Niels Bohr: Unfortunately,
They are not crazy enough
Johnny Noiπ Mar 2019
The roots of Dada are in the vanguard
of the pre-war. The term anti-art,
a precursor of Dada, was coined by Marcel
Duchamp around 1913 to characterize works
that defy accepted definitions of art. Cubism
and the development of collage and abstract
art inform the detachment
of the movement from the limitations
of reality and convention. The work of French
poets, Italian Futurists and German Expressionists
would influence Dada's rejection of the close
correlation between words and meaning. Works
such as Ubu Roi 1896 by Alfred Jarry, and ballet
Parade 1916-17 by Erik Satie would also be
characterized as proto-dadaist works.
The principles of Dada's movement
were first compiled in the Dada Manifesto
by Hugo Ball in 1916. The Dadaist movement
included public meetings, demonstrations
and publication of literary / art magazines; Passionate
coverage of art, politics and culture were topics
that were often discussed in a variety of media.
The key figures of the movement were Hugo Ball,
Marcel Duchamp, Emmy Hennings, Hans Arp,
Sophie Taeuber-Arp, Raoul Hausmann,
Hannah Höch, Johannes Baader, Tristan Tzara,
Francis Picabia, Huelsenbeck, George Grosz,
John Heartfield, Man Ray, Beatrice Wood,
Kurt Schwitters, Hans Richter, Max Ernst
and Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven
among others. The movement influenced later
styles such as avant-garde and downtown musical
movements, and groups that included surrealism,
nouveau réalisme, pop art and Fluxus.
The development of a rattle classification system
became a topical issue, since the new experimental
techniques found by many of them revealed
that everything cannot be elementary. These discoveries
made Wolfgang Pauli shout: "If I predict it, I will go
to the botanist". Advises the students Enrico Fermi
and León Rederman. "If I could remember the name
of these particles, I would be a botanist," who was
at the forefront of many of these developments,
including these new Nobel Prize systems, including
Luis Alvarez. The construction of the hammer
as a limited condition of fewer sections will organize
your "zoo".                                                 Some of the first meson proposals, such as Enrico Fermi, Chen-Ning Yang in 1949
and Sakata in 1956, were successful, but they could
not compensate and could not explain all Dada.
The Gel-Man-Nishijima formula developed
by Murray Gel-Man and Kazuhiko Nishijima
led to an eight-way classification invented
by Gel-Man in 1961 with important independent
contributions from Yuval Ne'eman. Organize HIS (3)
Expression of multiples of approximately the same
mass, octave and Dickle due to strong interaction.
Smaller mass differences associated with the quantum
number of flavors that do not appear to be a strong
interaction. The Gel-Man-Okubo tissue formulated
the quantification of these small differences in mass
between the multichannel members, controlled
by the distribution of the explicit symmetry of SU
(3). A basic bidirectional member, B-baryon spin-3/2,
was an important predictor of this classification.
Gel-Man received the Nobel Prize for Physics
approximately eight times in 1969, after having
been discovered in experiments at the National
Laboratory, Brookhaven. Finally, in 1964, Gel-Man
and George Zweig independently received What is
The Image Encoding? Eight times they made a start-up
and made the underlying scheme unpredictable
and possibly unobservable, and the classification
was more simply encoded into a narrow economic
structure in eight ways. The differences in the Hadron
mass were associated with different masses of quark
components. It takes about 10 years for unexpected
nature and physical reality. These quarks are understood
in more detail (seen Quarks). Unlike intuition,
it cannot be considered in isolation from the birth
of color, the forms with other quarks are a complete
hero and provide a lot of indirect information about
the game captured. Instead, quarks help define
quantum chromodynamics, a basic theory that fully
describes powerful interactions. And now it is understood
that the eighth shape is the result of three light symmetrical
flavors.

It is believed that advanced civilization
techniques have emerged that allow
for tight curves, such as the distortions
of space and time. Complete the possibility
of traveling. This is a document that examines
this possibility, in other words. The violation
of causality in the final zone is not the final
curvature of the space-time feature. There
is no powerful Cauchy medium that does not
consist of closed land of incomplete production.
The geometric size measurements can be used
to determine the increase in the Lorentz area,
which will increase the closed geodesy. However...
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2021
1:37
I think of Wolgang Pauli

Never read Erasmus
Not In Praise of Folly

My dad had two dogs
Their names were Magic and Molly

Goin' to San Francisco
Gonna ride the trolley
Qualyxian Quest Dec 2022
Cliff Pickover makes math
Very, very interesting
Shiver in ecstasy!
Discovered him in Taipei

3 is the magic number
So is 37
And 72
Zero at the end of the day

Jung and Pauli thought 137
Steph Curry can shoot the Tre
I still notice license plates
Rarely do I pray

               Can't say
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
Wolfgang Pauli to Niels Bohr
Expecting to be rebuffed:

You probably think these ideas are crazy.


To which Niels Bohr:

Unfortunately, they are not crazy enough.
Qualyxian Quest Apr 2021
In philosophy I studied Pythagoras
And I'm not a mathematician

But the numbers keep attracting me
37s in positions

Also 137
Like physicist Wolfgang Pauli

And palindromic numbers
Rave On! Buddy Holly

87 for her
Our year of graduation

And I wonder 2037
The year of my cremation?

10 was basketball
8 is lucky in China

1 is the loneliest number
Like me solo in Carolina

I recently gave her my number
Me here all alone

I wonder if it will ring
My lonely telephone

Basketball again tonight
        Twilight Zone
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
137
After I die, the first question I am going to ask the Devil is:  what does 137 mean?

                   - Wolfgang Pauli
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2020
137
When we are asleep in this world
We are awake in another
So thought Salvador Dali

I've spent some time in Thailand
But no time yet in Mali

Read in an Erasmus library
He wrote In Praise of Folly

Drank a mango lhassi
In this little restaurant in Raleigh

And I'm attracted to 137
And puzzled - like Wolfgang Pauli

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