Poemetry( Geometry )

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Lunatics by Night
By Rybo6 alias Os_jbug

Lunatics by night,
Beating their drums,
Singing their songs,
Burning their fires,
Stirring their spirits,
And the wind felt breezes,
Of their shadowy souls.

Solartics by day,
Rising before dawn,
Out before the morning fawn,
Seeking a caffeine buzz,
Stirring their spirits,
And the wind felt breezes,
Of their air-conditioned souls.

Lunatics by night,
Solartics by day,
Pass the other,
Asleep in the hay,
Their minds afray,
After 12 hours,
Of having their say.

Having their midnight hour of fun,
Their midday hour of recovery,
Are they truly anima,
Or just animus,
Traveling the city,
Perhaps in a bus,
Searching for Gusto.

No Gusto to be found,
Perhaps its gone underground,
Could be its a religous holiday,
No one has to pay,
The spirit has been freed,
The soul has been laid,
To rest.

For the lunatics of the night,
And the Solartics of the day,
Equanimity,
A place for all souls,
And soul-like entities,
To find their stillpoint,
Their perfection,
Their peace of mind.

I am one,
Of many complex interrelationships,
Held in tenisonal-integrity
Between two opposite viewpoints,
Staring the other, Into the depths.

The lunatics and solartics,
Emerge from their wombs,
Lost in the expereince,
Found in their current moment,
They weep softly,
For the love of the other,
And smile greatly,
For the love,
And the living,
Of that experience .

Cross my path,
Oh sparklings of moonlight,
And sunlight.

I am awaken to a vision of the soul,
It crosses my path and enters me.
I am one with them,
They are many within me,
Together we travel,
As two or more,
Embracing all manner of spirit,
We search for Gusto,
By day or by night,
To the ends,
Of the one,
Unified verse

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Lifes Irregularities” [ a poemetry based on geometry)
Rybo6 alias Os_jbug

A perfect circle( 2-Dimensional )
Slices through at midsection( equatorial bisection )
A pure sphere( 3-Dimensional volume )
And attracts the attention( quantum observation )
Of a nearly neutral mind( judgement/quantification).

Life sputters( aberration as order )
Stars spasm( aberration as disorder )
Inward we are pulled( division by inversion )
Outward we evolve( multiplication by division ).

Mother nature( Universe/God{es} )
Experiences irregularity( dis-equilibrium )
And what was a waff( wave pattern )
Becomes a waffle( physics/physical ).

A quivered matrix( vibrating points, angle and frequency )
Comes into sight( energetic aberration )
A patterned 4, maybe more( polyvertexia of 4 corners or more )
Interrelated, in-da-net( omni-embracing gravity net ).

E = Mc2, E = mail( trancievance/transmutation )
Eeeeeeeeeeee!( Yaarrrrkkkkk! )
Equals sound( transposed as text )
Even in silence( nearly silent ).

Return too neutral( stillpoint),
Pure and perfect( absolute truth ),
Return too sender( recursive/recycling/regenerative Universe ),
And the spirit of respect( omni-consideration ).
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For graphic of the geometric operating system Universe and perfect equilibrium as created from minimal structure of universe going to at absolute zero volume, go to following link.

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Rybo6 aka OS-jbug

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The Philosopher Jack
By Rybo6 alias Os-jbug

The philosopher with the philosophy,
Ascended a hill in search of greater wisdom,
On his trek he began to suspect,
Twas the journey that made him much wiser.

Jack and Jill went up a hill,
Too see what lay beyonder,
At the top of the hill, Jill took a spill,
And Jack fell gently upon her.

The horse and sheep went up a hill,
Too find some greener pasture,
They ate some grass, took a nap,
And dreamed of cosmic laughter.

Our Science and Spirit Approached a hill,
In search of that which mattered,
Some facts were found, some beliefs were challenged,
And the hill remains unshattered

Originally Posted by rybo

The Philosopher Jack
By Rybo6 alias Os-jbug

The philosopher with the philosophy,
Ascended a hill in search of greater wisdom,
On his trek he began to suspect,
Twas the journey that made him much wiser.

Jack and Jill went up a hill,
Too see what lay beyonder,
At the top of the hill, Jill took a spill,
And Jack fell gently upon her.

The horse and sheep went up a hill,
Too find some greener pasture,
They ate some grass, took a nap,
And dreamed of cosmic laughter.

Our Science and Spirit Approached a hill,
In search of that which mattered,
Some facts were found, some beliefs were challenged,
And the hill remains unshattered

I absolutley love it..

Originally Posted by rybo

Lunatics by Night
By Rybo6 alias Os_jbug

Lunatics by night,
Beating their drums,
Singing their songs,
Burning their fires,
Stirring their spirits,
And the wind felt breezes,
Of their shadowy souls.

Solartics by day,
Rising before dawn,
Out before the morning fawn,
Seeking a caffeine buzz,
Stirring their spirits,
And the wind felt breezes,
Of their air-conditioned souls.

Lunatics by night,
Solartics by day,
Pass the other,
Asleep in the hay,
Their minds afray,
After 12 hours,
Of having their say.

Having their midnight hour of fun,
Their midday hour of recovery,
Are they truly anima,
Or just animus,
Traveling the city,
Perhaps in a bus,
Searching for Gusto.

No Gusto to be found,
Perhaps its gone underground,
Could be its a religous holiday,
No one has to pay,
The spirit has been freed,
The soul has been laid,
To rest.

For the lunatics of the night,
And the Solartics of the day,
Equanimity,
A place for all souls,
And soul-like entities,
To find their stillpoint,
Their perfection,
Their peace of mind.

I am one,
Of many complex interrelationships,
Held in tenisonal-integrity
Between two opposite viewpoints,
Staring the other, Into the depths.

The lunatics and solartics,
Emerge from their wombs,
Lost in the expereince,
Found in their current moment,
They weep softly,
For the love of the other,
And smile greatly,
For the love,
And the living,
Of that experience .

Cross my path,
Oh sparklings of moonlight,
And sunlight.

I am awaken to a vision of the soul,
It crosses my path and enters me.
I am one with them,
They are many within me,
Together we travel,
As two or more,
Embracing all manner of spirit,
We search for Gusto,
By day or by night,
To the ends,
Of the one,
Unified verse

as well I love this too.......

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Originally Posted by silent whisper

I absolutley love it..

Well that's just Gem Dandy to hear Silent Seas Whisperer Thx! Try another or stated as, should I "put another dime in the jukebox baby"....

They Call Me Gem
Rybo6 alias OS-jbug

perhaps a diamond in the dip
casting Rubies onto the road
pearls from the sea
silica out of quartz
cyrstaline tears
protein bells
photo-pops
pie in the sky?

or,

a sandstone humus
combing my terra-cognitive
loosening*the pebbles in my brain
absorbing the fungus among-us
feasting on moonlit vegetation
bathing in the algae and bacteria
I liquify and evaporate,
towards cosmic heaven.

Your just the cleverest poet I have met...so far...you are cool obee one ryboee..:)

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Originally Posted by silent whisper

Your just the cleverest poet I have met...so far...you are cool obee one ryboee..:)

Ha ha....Yeah my father always said I was a smart-aleck/***.

Fishy Story
Rybo6 alias OS-jbug

There once was sperm in a current,
Whose tail whipped around like a turret.

It had little mind,
Perhaps even blind,

Tho*onward it swam through the ferment.

It reached the egg,
Stuck in its head,

Now the two are concurrent.

These are wonderful rybo!!