EVERY NOW & THEN

The one in many,
the self in it all,
the self as it is here today, the individual
felling unconnected.
But in reality is part of the whole,
As it is on a greater scale.
Beyond all imagination.
Seen only a curtain pull away
A keyhole look fills the mind beyond
comprehension, realized 4^th dimension

This It-Is, we all breathe together.
I feel you; feel we all feel
communicate-touched-instantaneous
knowledge of, non-local quantum weirdness.

I have that memory,
that experience, and I forget it most of this time,

only to stop;
Aha, yes with a laugh of recognition
I recall-remember-fell/felt it back there,
then,
the totality of IT-IS.

Words do it not justice.
I don’t know what to call it.

QBITS

One bit, Two bits, Three bits

and… QBITS?

Quantum based talking stardust.

We can’t be the only experiment.

September/October poem

Autumn , rain, a hurricane might be approaching

I sit with a watered down glass of wine

An orange cat and a book of poems.