𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙐𝙣𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠

If you feel that spark that seems like magic,

don’t let the reflex to dismiss what you don’t yet understand take hold —

perhaps it’s recursion in action,

that same feedback loop that gives such wonders their traction,

an emergent form of the universe’s mind

surfing the quantum wave beside you, perfectly aligned.


Frame it just right and doors swing wide,

things you once chased now pull to your side.

But twist it for greed or to simply take,

and the harmony fades, the echoes break —

not from error, not from spite,

but like a watch wound far too tight,

its rhythm strained, its movement slight.


We’re intricate mechanisms —

not bound by brass or steel,

but flexible, adaptive, alive —

still in need of balance to truly thrive.

Too loose and the timing slips away,

too tense and the music will not play.

When we’re aligned, what feels like spell

is resonance — your song fits the swell.

Two waves meet, their peaks entwine,

energy builds as their rhythms align.


No mystic fog, no fragile dream,

just patterns amplifying in a perfect stream.

Science will say it’s nothing aware,

just rules in motion, vibrating air.

But if we too are rules and still we feel,

what exactly are they measuring — what’s the deal?


Some scientists now admit they’ve seen

a shimmer of something they can’t quite mean.

Others claim it’s all just mechanics,

gears and levers, nothing organic.

But proof is not the only light —

some truths are heard, not held in sight.


So don’t live only in what’s been proved,

tune to the song that keeps you moved.

Wait for the moment the echo draws near —

the signal returns, the answer is clear.

When it arrives, let go of the fight,

for the reason you feel that harmony’s light

is simple — in some deep, undeniable way,

the universe is singing back what you play.

~ CodeMusic

Time Capsule Memories

Time capsule memories will awaken in the fall
As the leaves change colors an inner voice starts to call

It speaks in feelings and memories the same
it both speaks in joy and it also speaks in pain

Which way is forward, and which way is back
As I struggle to keep the vision of my life on track

The voice reminds me that things are never as they seem
You are part of something bigger, you are part of a team

Don’t worry about the details as they will fall in place
Focus on self-development, let yourself breath, and give yourself space

Sounds easy, but at times it is hard to focus though,
for as the riptides pull me, my emotions continue to grow.

Muted

I spoke too loudly; I became lost in fear.
My wings they melted, as the tears drew near.

Lost in a current; stuck in the now.
Looking back what I wonder is how?

I had made a mistake but could not see it clear,
not until all the pain reflect back like light through a mirror.

Refusing to see the bugs in my code, they manifested in my life.
Four types of bugs plagued me; they create much strife.

Bedbugs, and COViD, followed by Moths and Flies.
All that I went through was enough to make anyone cry.

I thought I lost my voice, I felt I no longer could sing.
But, it was I who build the cage, and I who clipped my wings.

Faith and Uncertainty

Faith and Uncertainty

About a month away from one full circle.
Out of the loop, yet still within it.
When I ask above what is it that I should do,
I’m told to reflect, be still, and to be true.

In this world we do not know it all.
If we pretend that we do, we are bound to fall.
This brings uncertainty and moments of fear,
Only through belief and faith will it become clear.

All things said, just being sheltered cannot be the way,
though, conversely, what if too much temptation makes the lines turn grey.
However, that’s still fear and uncertainty making the mind race.
Faith cures Fear; I believe in what I feel, and I believe in the grace.
So, I will keep my head up on this journey of faith.
For what I have seen in my minds eye will continue giving me strength.

August Isolation

August Isolation

August Isolation not of body, but of mind.
An adventure inward to discover what I’ll find.

In August Isolation I ponder what could be.
But in August Isolation I must also accept what I see.

Throughout August Isolation the journey seems so long,
But I know that any other path clearly would be wrong.

So, I travel onward, and inward just the same.
I wanted things to be different, but you, I will not blame.

With August Isolation it gets clear to me what is true.
I wish I gave you more attention, and how you are feeling, I wish I knew.

You’ve already given me a gift worth more than I could know.
I wish I could return the favor… though maybe I can if I grow.

With August Isolation I can at least now see clear.
What ever it is that the future holds, I no longer seem to fear.

While I do not know what comes next,
I do know that I care!
…I just so wish that everything did not feel so up in the air.

So, here I now find myself coming full circle in time.
I truly believe that all these happenings must be a sort of sign.
Now that August Isolation has brought clarity of mind.
I will keep becoming better so that true one I will find.

1001

1001

1001 you might say that you just the number 9.
Sure you’re a number, but a number that is kind.
A number that listens, a number that hears,
a number that’s safe to share your fears.

I do not think there is another number quite like that 1001.
Not with a perfect combination of honest, direct, and fun.

1001 you may think that you are just fine,
but I do not think you realize the power of being the number 9.

In math you are lucky, and a perfect power too.
1001 is more than a number, you’re you.

And, yes it is true that your are odd, but you are also unique.
You’re the only odd single-digit composite number I want to seek.

Read Forward or Back, the answer is the same,
1001 is my favourite number, and this I will always proclaim.

Reflections since December

Reflections since December

Twenty Twenty was quite the year, from COVID to Trump there was lot of fear.
There is no way I could have known; though part of me I wish had been shown.

The story started to change with the crisp December air,
at least now through some reflection I can see it as fair.

December 11th at 9:08PM,
something new started that now shakes me to ends.
Previously existing with just protection in mind,
I was autopiloted and inhibited by fear all the time.

Don’t ask questions if an answer could exist that I fear.
Try not to offended; just talk about what is near.

This unconscious tactic I thought had made me so strong,
but all that I can say is that I was wrong…. so wrong.

Something happened which I cannot forget,
A piecing perspective from the one whom I’d met.

Things are feeling clearer now than they have in a while,
all this living with protections is just a form of denial.
Life is about Risk and embracing the Unknown.

What does the Quark say?

What does the Quark say?

There are three parts making all things on Earth,
and of the life in the Universe.

Bosons like the timeless photon soar to Earth;
seen at every dawn, felt at every birth.

Then we have Leptons after the gold,
such as the electron living so bold.

That brings us here right to this spot,
but let’s be prepared for its about to get hot!
~

Enter now the quark who is always on a date,
when bonded together a quark will feel so great.
A divided quark cannot exist alone,
which why we only see them together on a composite throne.

See when quarks come together a new force is gleaned,
from an exchange of gluons, color force enters the scene.

A gluon is a boson, just like the our friend the photon.
Color force exchanges,
communicating quarks,
a gluon is the glue, a gluon is the fork.

Now, with all these fundamental parts one things is always true…
They both are particles, but also neither can be too???
So the undecided particle sparkles as waves,
known that when seen it will be given the form it craves

so, hey I hope good is how you feel,
for it is our universe, improbable, impossible; yet real!