DEPRESSION POEM
His elbow rests on his knee and his chin is in
the palm of his hand
he fights off the urge for another drink or
another smoke or
another anything else that might
pretend to ease
that craving that
sense of waiting
he wipes his forehead with his palm and wishes the answers were there
but they are not there or
anywhere else
Hemingway took the cowards way out
leaving me here to state it plainly
life has no answers for you, pal
answers are not what we are here
for
***
Both religion and science now tell us all this matter was “cast” out there or exploded into being from a tiny almost nothingness, we’ll call it a TAN. That leaves us an empty universe with this TAN which may explode.
It leaves me with a few more questions.
Isn’t there a lot of room in the near empty universe for other TANS? Are there other universe explosions?
Would these explosions bump into each other?
This TAN…What is it made of?
No matter how small something gets it can always be cut in half. It seems that every time we magnify something it gets bigger in our minds and it turns out to be made of other stuff.
A universe with one TAN in it
How big is that universe?
We can learn what happened after the explosion? It’s like finding the pieces of a bomb and trying to figure out what it looked like before it exploded.
Why did the TAN explode. Did it sit there and then, suddenly, BOOM?
This particular universe exploded and we find ourselves, 14 billion years later in a few billion years window of possible life on this planet, living 80 year lives wondering where all this stuff came from and thinking we can figure out the meaning of it all.
Bless our hearts!
News:
More than two dozen scientists from Michigan research universities, including teams from the University of Michigan and Wayne State University, contributed to the discovery of a particle that fits the description of the Higgs boson.
…..Without this particle, and the Higgs field it represents, matter would have no mass. Without mass, there would be no gravity, and thus no planets, stars, or galaxies, and therefore, no humans
………….Examiner.com
david michael jackson july 7 2012 send Bosons
It’s gotten easier.
My back is still giving me a problem
but I’ve learned to cope.
I’ve worked it out.
Getting her into the wheel chair is the easy part,
then I just back her up to this door
well first I have to block the door open
with this concrete block.
Then I bring her to the edge of the doorway
I gotta be careful as I lower her over the ledge
almost lost her once.
Once I get her out here
I can pull the chair over this concrete
and down those steps to that concrete ledge,
I have to pull the wheelchair backwards
up that hill in the back yard.
I drive the car up the hill
in the side yard and park it
back there with the door open.
Once I pull the chair backwards up that hill I can
pick her up and
put her in the car.
You want some coffee?
david michael jackson
TELL ME WHY
the branches grow here
and the seeds fall to the earth and
the wind blows across the land
and the rain just falls everywhere
and makes the seeds
grow
so tell me why the branches grow
and why the seeds fall
so tell me why the wind blows across the land
and why the rain falls everywhere
and why the seeds grow
ha I say
I, foolish one, knave, a gnome in the kings land
ha I say to the riddles my mind makes for me
to the why’s without what for’s
ha I say
this night of wind and moonlight
***
David Michael Jackson
Abstract Dancer Painting
I have to call him something on this internet. It doesn’t let you get away with “Blue and Green Number 12” or some other stupid modern name. He has to be named something that somebody will ask for. Chances are you asked for him. If he’s not an abstract dancer painting then you can go look at one of those that look like dancers that somebody painted weird colors.
Maybe he’s an abstract bear or something else but he’s an abstract dancer painting now and he’s going to have to take his chances there.
I’m an internet artist and people are going to see me whether they like me or not! Come to think of it, how is that different from a museum. I sneak around with my keywords and people visit my museum called Google.
People see my art and it’s not wasted nor does it wait to be declared worthy.
Maybe one of my images will inspire someone somewhere.
david michael jackson May 1 2012 editors@artvilla.com
Modern Art Paintings