Unprepossessing Pensive Positive Posting Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Unprepossessing, pensive, positive positron posting posthaste primes self-expression's impressions, seeks beyond existential sessions to process process within reason through temporal processions outside pseudo karmic intercessions.

Insight transcends the dotted line both online and off, on course for resourceful concordance dancing out of and through chromatic pixel constellations.

Individual name flames, but fame's claims and aims fail at phoenix revival as survival's dreams teem, gleaming haphazardly across mortal imagination, then 'sink upon the midnight with no pain'.

Creation/cremation cycle must dusts ashes blown willy-nilly past collective Alzheimer memories, trees uprooted, offshoots booted out of court, caught in the never-never between yesterday's pray, today's play, and tomorrow's sorrow grey.

If the mind may be a universe unto itself, may the universe be a mind unto itself, and, if so, can it mind that minds can or cannot encapsulate self-sufficiency along a dotted line before fresh fusion transforms confusion into a cohesive constellation of potential energy particles?

I AM? or AM I AIM in perennial blame game ? State_mental line, desperate to pace light, existence seemingly dependent upon its seed's speed, soars, arching, starching star I Ching through the marching universe, attempting to reach, underscore, and underline itself although temporal continuum discrepancies perpetually portray parallelax perceptions.

Prominence accorded one moment fades the next, today's priorities, yesterday's prior I tease, and tomorrow’s pry I or It ease are part and parcel of an evanescent universe. Standing upon no ceremony, anxious to rotate upon its axis as if ALL IS WAS and remains ALL, and through ALL kidding, skidding in light despite gravity. One's aims appear as temporary temporal equations, in fragile equipoise, soon eclipsed. Self-perception's femtosecond symphonies of sound and fury signify nothing, nevertheless fall into and spiral out from themselves in a cannibalistic explosion of temporal cause/effect ripple rhymes.

Voyager longs to [l]ink the pages of the Present, intertwining Past and Future, ensuring that the door of insight and enlightenment remains ajar. Sustained content seems elusive, out of context to all beholders, too narrow or too wide to those evanescent/effervescent who ephemerally flicker through their three score years and ten...too long for some, too short for others, stretching a point for some, reducing to a full stop, yet ever trying to make ends meet.

Back to and from big bang basics a-muse-sing contradiction in terms, spans the bridge between Whence/ Wither and Cause/Effect echoing relay race of Eternity's comings and goings, ebb and flowi knowings and unknowings as cycle gears up, peers/appears over hair-splitting layers of primary unconsciousness.

Verbal wake-shake takes time out for its own O.K acorn ache sake without making flaking rhyme. It is as if an innate photosphere may take MORF FROM FORM weaveworld cluster words, arising even within an APed vacuum environment, then rocket to feed upon its own momentum independently of any external reference to its own refractive index. Creativity restlessly anticipates release, extrapolates an upgrade empowering innate ability to bust its own bounds, to burst into nut gut activity, itself both an appendix to and starting block for its perpetual spiral.

Warp and weft, bereft of references, dance a double helix under the sum sun of understanding, weaving cobweb stranding standing both apart from and as a part of the hole that leads the whole into and out of itself.

Scribe reflects prismatically and chromatically upon all aspects of awareness, sole soul works on as competing harmony and chaos complete each other before returning to city zen an ephemeral parody of own sown in_quest. Pensive willful writer will find, refine, redefine and extensively realign the suspensive Way, which, in its turn, underlines individual inability to assign its paradoxical convergent...seas posthaste to seize the day.