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unscramble

“How do we define reality?
Can there be separate realities,
Or is the only reality the one
That we can physically sense
For ourselves?”
~ Double-A

Where’s Mr.
Carlos Castaneda?

“How do we define reality? Can there be
Separate realities, or is the only reality
The one
That we can physically sense for ourselves?”
~ Double-A

I once, briefly, crossed to other side of the mirror.
And several times, alas,
Journeyed through Ether,
AKA, either/or.
Just a sliding ramp upward,
Or sometimes, yes.
A leap ~

“Do you run in leather shoes?
Did the salesman forget
To tell you that your shiny new
Bostonians are not high
Mileage trainers?”
~ DonVon
http://pegasus.rutgers.edu/~elflord/

DonVon,
Are you really the Elf Lord?
Where’s Elf?

Jongleur ~ a wandering minstrel of medieval times
Who traveled around singing
The compositions of troubadours
Or reciting epic poems
In noble households or royal courts.

“How to see a double star?
Merely a binary system, two stars
Orbiting one another,
Or are they just very hot, very close,
Very much in love? Too far
Gone to be scene with a backyard telescope?
Anyplace I can find some good
Info on double stars?”
~ Larry

Try 5th & 22 Clicks.
Turn thrice, & look up!
Thee, tell me, please ~
What there, do
You see?

“Words, aka, propaganda,
Indeed very effective weapons of war.”
~ Double-A

Oui, so true,
On any earthly level,
Or celestial order, overt or covert ~
Words engage or enslave.
So alas, a critical intelligence
So essential to maintain,
Cultivate intelligence to remain,
To sharpen focus, perfect
Perspective angles, deep or shallow
Fields to frame, as well,
To name the new. But know!
As well, important, so crucial
Too, cultivate submission
To en-
Chantment.

DonVon,
Are you really the Elf Lord?

“Yes.”
~ DonVon

So, like, where’s Elf?

“They’re everywhere.”
~ DonVon

Okey dokey ~
So be it,
If you say so. [But how to know
Elf from a troll?]

But O know,
DonVon!
I mean, well, you know ~
Where’s T-H-E
Elf,
Fancy dancer,
Where gone?

“Enchantment is a good word to describe
The kind of spell that words can
Cast.”
~ Double-A

Some last, too.
But O? If one
Mispells one’s words,
Does the enchantment
Cast still hold
Fast? Or, do folds
Of time consume, resume
The status quo, perchance
Dazzle, or, too, robustly enhance
One's pastoral view, spark romance
Too? But chant ~ plain song
Sung, rounds rung right
For resonant romance, no wrong
Note chimed, sounds hung
On air ~ will such a spell
Enchant if my spell's
Spelled wrong?
Plain song sung round right tonight
Holds time's folds suspended ~
No further amendment.
Spoken well, spelled as bells
Knell clear mourning ~ so near,
The clerestory's night light
Spotlights a shining cast, enchanted
Carolers carousing sound around
Town Square. Just chants
Sung swell, outside on cobbled pavement ~
Lyrics, these words, handed
Down. Singers foretell, or told,
Enfold what’s new, what’s old,
To have and to hold.
To spell, yes, to order right ~
Light parting dark,
As one Beginning began.

The International Association
Of
Mourning Would Anatomists
~ Founded, 1931,
Our Mission & Objectives ~

ß To create awareness of Mourning ~ Would
that all know Grief’s anatomy in science, technology,
and natural resource conservation, for the public good;

ß To exchange ideas and information
on Mourning ~ Would that correspondence and
meetings on Grief may help;

ß To facilitate collection, storage and exchange
of information on Mourning ~ Would that Grief research
materials be archived;

ß To provide rational bases for the consistent use
of Mourning ~ Would that standardized
Grief terminology may help;

ß To note Types of Grief in descriptions
of Mourning ~ Would that all know how barks
and larks may help the soul;

ß To cooperate with others with similar aims
in related fields of Mourning ~ Would that all know
of the Grief anatomy of fauna and flora;

ß To stimulate the publication of scientific articles
on Mourning ~ Would that Grief anatomy be known
in related fields (including bark anatomy,
“woody” monocotyledons, amphibious creatures,
et al.);

ß To encourage and assist the study and teaching
of Mourning ~ Would that we all understand
Grief’s anatomy in related fields;

ß To promote research in Mourning ~ Would that
Grief anatomy in all help-related fields engage
in any other activity consistent with the objectives of
The International Mourning Would
Anatomists Association.

“That said, all the toys
On the world won’t help you see more
If the scope’s not up to the job.
The biggest aperture, the most stable
Mount, that’s what you need. Although portability
One of your requirements
Big mirrors tend to weight a lot.”

So alas, for my telescope ~
Weight more,
Or weight less, or
Just wait for something more?
Nice counsel, wise words.
A stable mount, yes, a tripod
Anchors well my scope, my hopes,
As a cauldron, too, on three legs
Stands. Aperture, my opening,
A single-lens reflex view finder,
A reliable lens, all dependable friends,
My trust-worthy perspective ~
Or else, all’s Folly,
No Truth. Best
Frame Folly within
Veritas ~ Such focus frames
My view of Virtue, my virtual
And my real, my depth of field,
My depth of feeling ~ Virtues
Both Cardinal and Theological,
Four of earth, terra, four of sky, celestial ~
Just a band of rebel rousers,
My pack of backstreet Bow-Wowzers,
The fifth of nine traditional
Orders, those Yipper Snappers, among
My angels higher up, my angled
Light telescoping Heaven to me.
Too, a shared view, you. Alas,
Yes, so nice your company,
If on
A dark, chilly evening,
A winter’s night
Incites, or
Sights…*
___________________
*Cardinal virtues: prudence, temperance, fortitude, & justice.
Theological virtues: faith, hope, charity, & love.

Knell ~ The sound of a bell rung slowly,
Associated with solemnity or mourning,
Used to announce a death or funeral;
Something that signals death,
Disaster, or the end of something;
To ring a bell slowly,
Or produce a slow ringing sound,
Especially as a sign of mourning or to announce
A death or funeral; or to announce
Or signal
Something such as a death, disaster,
Or the end, or
A change,
Or a chain…

Deaf ~
Hard-of-hearing, they used
To say. No heard sound,
Of which I knew ~ My Aunt
Nellie Kingery lived deaf, so
All alone deep
In the woods, for so long a time. Me,
I wondered
With whom she spoke, how
She coped, how she told stuff, when lonesome, or
In need, or always home alone,
As Aunt Nellie
Lived, for so long. And no
Way to answer the phone,
Or call ~
But now I know, part,
At least, so better than none.
5***** Angel, no, higher.

“Enchantment, a good word to describe
The kind of spell that words can
Cast.”
~ Double-A

O alas, yes,
The first time ‘round,
“Misspells” I misspelled.
So, like, is that what you mean,
By posting twice? Or
Perhaps, something more like ~
Chant of mint en
T over ice
Cubes cracked?