An Early Spring Miracle

In a Christmas wreath hanging over our storm door in the front of the house, a momma and poppa bird decided to build their nest. I was awaiting an installer to arrive with a new dishwasher and I opened the wooden door but not the storm door. Eureka! The eggs had hatched! I whipped out my camera to capture this shot, and softly closed the door.

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Shells

Copyright 2012
By PhillyManJim

During wakeful times I hear her whisper on the breezes and see her reflection in the moon, the stars, a butterfly or when a dragon fly pauses to make eye contact with me. The frogs in my ponds, the gentle yet playful koi..the dolphins giving an extraordinary display of celebration as we sailed the cape may ferry with her ashes on a journey to the fifth street jetty to lay her to rest in the sea on a stormy day.

Shell’s earthly body is in
quantifiable parts per billion in all the connected oceans; the Atlantic, the Pacific, the Mediterranean, the Indian Ocean, and others that do not come to mind immediately.

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Wishful Physics

Copyright 2008
By PhillyManJim

Wishful physics or “not quite”

Wandering restlessly waiting for that life changing epiphany, like those seven days in may, they didn’t quite make it but the hullabaloo was palpable. Dimensions unseen are but new paths in the decision tree, it seems all one way streets but I’ve been stopped by a puerto rican cop going the wrong way because the language barrier confused me. One branch of that tree included the unspeakable but I can’t seem to reverse that path…the treadles start tearing into my tires and stop the backtrack to the last safe point on that eventful but not in the positive sense day that revisits my consciousness and the number twenty-six which won’t go away. I’ve gotta pass thru that but been tryin to go around for so long now. If I could make a shift to the alternate one where it was an uneventful time that struck no discord in a paradigm since de-hypothesized because the null couldn’t be disproven. I haven’t figured the formula for changing past cause to create different effect, but maybe the eventual contraction of the universe will solve that. Can I exceed the speed of light and in effect go into a cosmic reverse for six years before decelerating and starting forward again with the knowledge that what once occurred can be avoided through the foreknowledge of what alternatives will not lead to the same conclusion? I was there but not quite and I was ignorant but not quite as I am here but not quite. And I am sane but not quite and you are here with me but not quite.

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Pondering

Copyright 2012 by PhillyManJim

Pondering

I was pondering the mysteries of the universe….. You know those questions even science will never explain, Because at most science is just a framework operating within the context of greater mysteries, But yet, regardless of causation, the beauty of love for lack of a better word, manifest in a gaze, a hug, a thought,the willingness to put another before oneself, the birth of a child, the connections felt, the broken heart (for what can cause such exquisite pain, or such inexhaustible longing). So is it of any real consequence that we should understand what entity architected this?