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Old world wisdom, new world insight – poems, poetry, philosophy, dreams, commentary, ideas


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O, R U ?

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

2001: A Space Odyssey

We

Wed

Wedding

Weddings

 

We dings

Wings
Wins

Win
In
I
I, alone

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And he sent it back from whence it came.

by Lawrence J. J . Leonard

 

Yes, on a few occasions have I met
others with supernatural powers.
Understanding their craft was my greatest asset and
realizing that the extent of their

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Turn around

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

When the sun broke through the clouds,
the heat shot through his bones.
He was walking away from her.

She told him to hurry up
and get to the launch zone and leave. 

Time ticked on, helping her anger

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The Toothpaste Moment

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

How many meetings have we been to when, unexpectedly, one person in the group comments about something another member has done or said?

We may have heard this declared or even aimed in our direction: “That’s so odd. I just have to say.”

Did the person who just got labeled as “odd”
FEEL something negative because of that declaration?
Yes.

Declarations such as this are markers.
They are the DNA of culture bias.
They are cultivated in

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Let’s Talk about a Suffering Plant

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I want to share with you a story
which gives an analogy of love and of nurturing.

This, by the way,
has nothing to do
with being or not being a vegan.

There is a plant sale and a big plant makes it back to our house
but it is in a small plastic pot.
We want it to grow so

 

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Talents, Minas, and Investments

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Once upon a time there was some Money

There is an ancient story about a lonely leader, a business-smart person with an enormous and profitable household. There was a lot of money being made because of wise investments. The accountants said, “We are in the BLACK.”  The bankers said, “This household is GOLDEN.”  The creditors said, “This the best example of a GREEN enterprise.”

So, fittingly, the lonely household owner said,” So, what? I can’t sleep with all this cash and goods. I want someone to share it with. Maybe even start a family. I will go to the great metropolis and find me a spouse.”

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ON THE COOL SIDE

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I got a Telegram it read: “Already answered.
We know you know these things
come down from above
But see, the Message was supposed to be a question:
“Say, do you know the meaning
or the reason
for love?”

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T i M e

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I hope one day to be living
in the aftertime,

and then my airtime
will be open anytime.

It gets real
at bedtime!

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Funny thing about Robots

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Queen News of the World

American artist Frank Kelly Freas altered his 1953 painting for Queen’s album art.

They used to cling and clang. They were faceless and only had numbers for identification.
We now refer to them as “A” “I” creatures. But robots, as they will always be known,
only get the AI designation if they are higher up in the chip processing pecking order.

What is our fascination with a pile of bolts and silica personified? Power?

Is it that we want more than just a reflection of what we see? Relationship?

Is it that we are so surrounded by wonderful creation that we are inspired to re-create creation?

Robots seem to give us a pathway to enhance our own reality. Like Radio Controlled cars and drones.
Not like Virtual Reality (VR) at all. More so in a physical way.

These days robots can be much more.
How is this possible?
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La LLorona – the weeping woman (revisited)

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

la llorona, marsearth,

Natalia Lafourcade

There is a legendary tale in Mexico (and the American southwest) about a beautiful woman who weeps in anguish and sheds many tears.
She is a woman whose children died.

It is said that her ghost haunts the rivers and streams and waterways because her children drowned.
And she drowned them herself – in anger against her husband’s unfaithfulness.

Among the stories told and re-told in families with Hispanic traditions,
the tale of “La LLorona” (lah yore-RONE-nah) is probably the scariest.

I have heard versions in English and in Spanish,
and with a very few embellishment, the haunting cries of this distraught woman give chills to this day.

(Thanks to my Tío Andrés, our Spanish folktale story teller.)

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