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Hurricane!

It's a scary thing, folks!

October 2, 2016

Politics for Poets recommends: vote for

TRUMP

The Rhodium Age

We live in The Rhodium Age, a time when at some point we will be able to literally turn Carbon into Gold, or to write it as a chemical equation:

C + ? = Au

I leave it to the Chemical menshches to fill in the details of the question mark that I write as part of my mock equation. But you get the idea.

Here is another mock equation where we convert silver to Rhodium and Helium, and float off to heaven in the meantime:

Ag + some unknown process = Rh + He

A single Silver atom usually has an atomic mass of 108. Silver 107 may exist as an isotope (hence the weight being less than 108). If one could separate out the AU-107 and use that the above equation, converting Silver into Rhodium and Helium, almost makes sense. We ought to get back Rhodium 103. But I might have all of this wrong, so, Chemists and nuclear physicists, it's up to you to work out details and the 'how'.

Hey, I'm just pointing out what must be obvious to any atomic scienctist: that materials can change from one to another. Perhaps the Helium that we find in the earth is from the decay of Silver into Rhodium? More likely it is produced constantly by solar processes (from the giant plasma streams that bathe The Earth). But here is the real deal: we don't know and they might not want to fund an investigation into how the Helium is produced. And why it hasn't all drifted off into space yet (it being so light) and how we keep getting more of it. I leave it to real journalists to investigate that.

I guess it could be Silver makes a Rhodium and a Helium or Silver makes a Rhodium and two Hydrogen, but it would be heavy Hydrogen, which might make it valuble. But Silver could be broken into many things.

The process to do this is unknown, but the subject of science fiction. Expect a breakthrough.

Sept 7, 2016

11:07 AM

show of hands for who that
love the police!

🖐Love🖑
🖑Cops🖐

  

What they claim is good
 for 'the environment' 
   really sucks 
  for the forest.

    
    
🖐Love🖑
🖑Cops🖐

Watch This

show of hands for who that
love the police!
🖐Love🖑
🖑Cops🖐

these can get you banned from school?!:
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🚣🚣🚣  🚀  🚀🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
🔨 🚙 🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣


You can't speak in hiroglyphs

even Know-it-all-will-tell-yaa:
When people complaign about the words 
you use often they don't really want to 
hear what you have to say.

spinfont unicode-isms
🍀 Praise God! 🍀
🍀⏲⏱⏰⏲⏱🔫⏰⏰⏲⏱🔫⏰⏰🍀
🎠 
🎠 
🎠 
🔫
🔨🔨 
🍀 Praise God! 🍀

When he's crazy lonely no one reads his mind he finds himself invisible at a highway stop when it's very cold he shivers thinking that now he must move on to find a home some dream outside the dream of time

Delete and repeat, delete.

      

This period of Deconstruction
will soon end.
He'll get his new beginnings
all along the moldings, lined up.
those railings, all glisten
in the first light of the day
the sun light reaches
far within and makes it all 
clean and pure 
like petal fall
in May with
apple blossoms
showering down like snow
upon the sidewalks and cobbled walkways.

will? Maybe I've not ordered the elements properly. Well that little snippit doesn't work that well but t

 
When you're alone on the train
you aren't really alone
there are all kinds of other people
traveling on that same line,
going in a similar direction,
very many destinations
end of the line.

Destination train
moving through a forest
in a driving rain
She said he was insane
for getting on that train.

Destination 2 aim
2 AM in a driving rain
she knows he'll come back again

When you're alone
on a bus
you aren't really alone
the driver is there
all the people you can see 
out on the streets,
down the allyways
besides the buildings
sidewalks glisten
the reflection of starlight
the must be people there too,
space aliens of the long ago
so you're never really alone. 
You're never really alone.

Destination train
driving rain
Destination railway station
in the far away
through the fogs of time
the forests of lost contemplation
where the tallest trees of the forest
will swap their spots, dance around,
a square dance
of sequoias
so in the light of day
they're all OK
and back to where they were before
or who can say?

Destination 2 AM
driving rain
far away train station
freezing rain



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🚣🚣🚣  🚀  🚀🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
🔨 🚙 🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨🔨⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣⏲⏱⏰🚣🚣
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Here is today's pretty poem:

  
       
 You can climb 
 the sea
 of her
 in your honny
 moon
 days
 away
 with her
 you dream
 that love
 and she
 is there
 doing what
 you need
 not
 fulfilling
 every whim
 but guiding,
 directing,
 reconnecting,
 making you look and see
 what is right and good.
 
 You climb
 the ladder of her
 to a tree-house room
 of feeling free
 of the urges of those who don't 
 see you as special, just
 some mark in their game to succeed.
 She shows you 
 how no one
 is ever truly like that
 if you free them too,
 take them to the tree house
 let them have their
 special spouse
 and all day
 sing in prayer
 for the well being
 of all.
 
 She's a dreamer like that
 she's always smiling
 when you are there.
   
    

🖐 🌙 🖑
🖑🌛 🌜🖐
   
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🖐🖑 🖑🖐

 ♥♥?

There's a river
of infinite love
flooding from on high
through the heart of all.

There's a river
of infinite hope
flushing through the gorges
through the heart of all.

Spread your wings and fly away
off into your day
off into your all


🖐🖑
🖑🖐


glossry of what's next
 ♥♥? : 

Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?

Wake up!


You know I thought you was the Buddha
I must have been tripping
on a great big hootta
unn ha haa


Wake up
Wake up
Wake up while you are sleeping

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up and go to sleep

Waking
and rising
sleeping and
dying
and reincarnating
or are they just lying?

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up while you are dreaming
are you ever really awake?
Is it something you can fake?
Can you ever stop
your scheming?

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up and go to sleep
while you are dreaming
while you are resting
you'll wake up when your rested.

If I go off to dreamland
for a life time or five
Is there something wrong or the matter
if I enjoy
being alive?
If I go off to dreamland
and live a good life and stay true
does that take anything from you?

Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
when you are ready
ready and rested
and not second guested
Wake up
and be you.

wake up and be unaware of being the Buddha

♥♥ Praise ♥♥ the ♥♥ Lord ♥♥ !!

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