Thursday, October 30, 2014

Frozen and broken, you are the key…

     “Give yourself to me, give all to me.
        If I could melt your heart, we’d never…,
        …we’d never be apart. - You
are the key.”

“You only see what your eyes want to see.”
I see it, your heart’s not open, closed so tight.
How can I reach you, you’ve closed the door,
locked it hard, and only you have the key.

“If I lose you, my heart will be broken.
Love is the bird, she needs to fly… If I could…,
[I’d] melt your heart, we’d never be apart.
Give yourself to me. - You are the key.

Reservations not allowed, give all or die…
Been here too long not to see what’s real,
even with closed eyes, from deep within,
a place you’ve never known, so, so real.

It’s okay, past duality, I’m far beyond.
Neither delusion nor illusion remain, not within.
Truly free, how can I tell you this…?
Leave darkness behind, or light can’t find you,

not if you aren’t looking within. - “Love is the bird,
she needs to fly.” - You know this undeniably, so…,
so why, why do you hesitate at all. - “You are the key.”
Ongoing denial, a river to nowhere, evermore.

Listen close, very closely…, “If I could melt…,
If I could melt your heart, mmm…, we’d never be apart.
Mmm…, Give yourself to me, mmm…, Give all, the key.
…You are the key.” - Touch it, turn it…

“If I could melt your heart…, give yourself to me…,
…give yourself to me, give all. You are the key,
…but you’re broken,” frozen…, so very cold, lost.
“If I could melt your heart…, you are the key.” - *tears*

“Your heart’s not open, frozen,”
frozen away from the Mystery within.
“Let all the hurt inside of you die,”
now, not later, never later.

“If I could melt your heart…,”+

--RK, 10:41pmEDST, 10/30/2014
   If I could just lift your heart…
     [Broken video links fixed.]

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

“You Can’t.”

     “You already decided to go through this door.
        Don’t act like you have to think about it now.”

“What if I say no?”+

“You can’t,” not this close to home.+

--RK, 12:01amEDST, 10/29/2014

Monday, October 27, 2014

Don’t look in the mirror now…

     “…[T]ouch me like I’m an ordinary man, have a look in my eyes[…]
        Let me be the lesser of a beautiful man…,
        …without the blood on his hands.
        Come find me[…] the lesser of a…”

…if you aren’t ready.
You already know all about it.
I don’t know how you sleep,
except you drunk yourself there.

Personal responsibility, personal response-insanity…,
I understand, and you have to get up now.
Stand up, that’s right, stand up right now!
Stand still and listen very, very carefully.

You know I don’t mess around in my poetry,
and this one’s yours, all yours, personal,
very, very personal, because I know, yes…,
yes, I know what you did…, and why…

Personal responsibility, personal responsibility,
’fess up now, or its evil will dark you down,
irretrievable, beyond anyone’s reach, way down.
Within’s where you have to go, or lose it all…

Personal responsibility, personal response-insanity, without,
irretrievable, once relinquished because fear whispered,
whispered so quietly & calmy in your ear that all was well,
with its (unreal) gun at your head. - “Bullets, are the beauty,

the beauty of a blistering sky, blistering sky,
blistering sky, and I don’t know why…,
…blistering sky, blistering sky, blistering sky,
bullets are the beauty…” - Personal responsibility…+

--RK, 10:49pmEDST, 10/27/2014

Death wish…

   [In irony, sardony & melancholy:]
     Killing time…, “[g]ive me a minute…”
        “A Big Brother Presentation - Don’t believe the truth.
          [No worries, I have my own white coat. - “I don’t mind.”]

Do not resuscitate…, - Not “if my heart’s not in it.” - *wan sigh*
The bill’s waiting. - Ready to pay, I sit still.
Go away. - Don’t get between me & the Ancient of Days.
“Give me a minute.” - My soul’s not for sale.

“I’ll be fine…” - “I’m not complaining…”+

--RK, 7:39pmEDST, 10/27/2014
     “…as long as there’s a [death]bed beneath the stars that shine.”

Sunday, October 26, 2014

Go with me…, one more time…

…or languish in the dark…
That’s right, just one foot in front of the other,
just this one time, and listen/watch closely.
It’s okay, I’m here with you, relax and listen keenly.+

--RK, 10:51pmEDST, 10/26/2014

Final threshold

I use song(s) of the world to speak, partly,
to help speak of all that is far beyond.
And though they ponder it not, stagnant,
yet, still, I speak softly in quiet places,

unknown of the world & its unrelenting song,
a diverse song of nothing, though everything,
irrelevant to that which is beyond, far though,
above the mountains of the sun, and its ramparts,

the very same ramparts, beyond its mountains,
I got to know so very, very well, step by step,
in unrelenting climb to my first steps unto,
yes, unto the heavens+ beyond the firmament,+

beyond, until I found the first step within,
my first step into the Mystery, finally revealed,
revealed in the deep beyond its profound, unto,
unto eternity’s threshold, all else left behind,

far behind in the terrible void of the world,
its silent songs lost far behind in its dark,
its dark “palaces” I will never remember,
not in the sweet deep of final peace I found nowhere else…

--RK, 12:28amEDST, 10/26/2014

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Addicted, you’re in deep…

     “…might as well face it…’

That’s right, you’re addicted, and never looked,
too deep, scary and, though not, you’re reluctant,
because you rejected the love for the truth within,
and nothing less. - You’re lost, nowhere to go…

You’re not immune and you’re gonna’ to have to face it,
runnin’ at different speeds, your fibrillating heart jumps.
Oh yeah, you’re gone, closer to the truth, you’re not here.
You’re not home, you can’t sleep, not here, in deep,

and you’d like to think you’re immune, but I see you…,
…and closer to the truth, I see you fade into darkness,
out of reach forever, no retrieve possible, gone…
Oh yeah, closer to the truth, you never got enough…

“Your lights are on, but you’re not home…”
Just a kiss away, just a shout away, it falls upon you,
grinding, scraping, scattering dust with you choking,
and you’re immune, you think, but you’ll never taste it,

as eternity begins its roll far beyond forever…
…and “You drunk mind if you do.” - *selah*
And I’m not going to let you sleep, not now…,
not this time, for the long day of the fallen, crushed

in chains of utter dark, the hated dry place, perception gone.
And you always thought you were immune…, oh yeah. - *nodding*
Ah, and “[y]our throat is tight, you can’t breathe…”+

--RK, 10:59pmEDST, 10/25/2014


…I’m used to, been here long now.
Thoughts collided while I watched,
nothing of importance then so…,
so I moved on, into the depths.

What was next didn’t matter, not then,
nor even a cometary impact’s shockwave now,
rounding the planet with us in its sharp wake.
My daily nourishment, languish & remembering.

Memories many, replete with great lessons,
many deep, so very deep, I hardly plumbed.
What drove me on, knowing this was maya?
Unreal to whom I knew I was, I moved on.

So, eleven years old, I knew I had to go,
within, way deep within, where none ever,
none had ever trod, no turning back, right,
and I had absolutely no reservations.

Not even one entered my mind then…
I knew I was on my way, never to be held back…, ever.

--RK, 9:33pmEDST, 10/25/2014

A rabbit hole deeper…

“Lucy in the sky with diamonds,”+
Yellow submarine, blue meanies,+
Obleo and his little dog Point,+
then back to Alice in Wonderland+
sitting in her restaurant, smiling+

…like the chesire cat, one tooth glinting,
her palms out, a blue pill and a red.+
Found how deep the rabbit hole went,
but it didn’t go to wonderland.
Found a melancholy man behind four doors.+

First tamed an undisciplined, scattered mind,
then took the “blue pill”+ to wonders far
beyond the world, the universe and all in it.+
Stayed a few lifetimes, with reluctant return
to the same I’d left behind, not one step ahead.

Reaching out, next to none respond, still
not fully understanding even “wonderland.”
Fantasy never what I wanted, only the Mystery itself.
Now I struggle against mankind’s straight jacket
trying to reach the few who are left…+

--RK, 5/4/07

Thursday, October 23, 2014

Close to home…

     “You already decided to go through this door.
        Don’t act like you have to think about it now.”

Yeah, that’s right, I was part of Project Blue Book.
I’ve been saving this one for a long time.
So, why is that so surprising to you, eh?
I was a subject of their investigations.

I was fourteen when I saw them, three,
tight triangle formation at high altitude,
headed directly east, obvious disc shapes,
no blur or blinking lights, cloudless mid-day,

just north of zenith, sound following behind,
by ninety degrees, and with no jet contrails.
Made my report, never heard back, redacted,
not included in the book, too exactingly detailed.

Yeah, and in 1967 they hovered over me,
their jump jet less than thirty feet above.
I stumbled off my bicycle, still looking up,
and watched it start moving slowly southward,

toward the naval air station I lived close by
where I worked as a scullery boy the next year…
Still on their radar, I keep a watch on them, too,
as they skulk in their dark mist of nondisclosure…+ - *selah*

--RK, 8:30pmEDST, 10/23/2014

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

I don’t miss much…

If I do, let me know, eh? - I’m always listening…+

--RK, 8:32pmEDST, 10/22/2014

Monday, October 20, 2014

One more time, you think…

…where I am is a dark place, but it’s so full,
so very full of light, wanting so much more,
far more than you can stand in your deep dark,

the very darkness its candle so easily vanquishes,
its music, note by note, singly conquering blackness.
Ahh, and here I come stepping over its quicksand murk.
Yes, I did find it all, much to your chagrin,

…perhaps. - Yes, I really found it all, from within.
It’s right there inside you, too, but your eyes,
yes your eyes, they glaze over, as though it can’t exist.
But I can see its sad dimmed glint in you from here.+

head bowed in deep, soft sigh - *selah*

--RK, 1:08amEDST, 10/20/2014

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Sleep no respite for nonseekers…

Yes, I did find it all, in great exultance unknown,
like I was the first one to step into its brilliance.
I knew better, but its crisp, absolute purity,
its perfect newness found me in utter thrall.

So why do you hesitate, noncommittal, comfortable,
at home in pool’s stagnance you so lazily cultivated?
I’ve always searched, and found great treasure,
within, no single stagnant thought ever detained me.

You have to listen before it’s too late, way too late.
You were waylaid in space/time, never listening.
I’m fine, but I fear your utter loss, because…,
because there is only creation or destruction so…,

if you don’t understand your part in seeking life,
then destruction will be your end, your final end.
You will not be remembered, never having existed at all.
Wake up, or sleep will never be respite, nor possible,

not now…, I personally guarantee you.+ - *selah*

--RK, 10:51pmEDST, 10/18/2014

Can you help me?

     [How many ways do I really need to say it?]

I can see into your windowless room,
you know, the one inside you, the one,
yes, the one you never go into.

I’ve been there a very long time.
I know its every corner, crevice and curve,
and I don’t see a trace of you here.

It’s within you & me, a “place” you should know,
but it’s empty. - I know, because it’s my room,
yes, my room, too, the one deep within I didn’t miss.

How did you miss it? - It’s unmistakable,
unmistakable in its great depth, yes,
its great depth I could never ignore,

even though I was only eleven in 1964,
before 1984, a millennium, now thirty years back,
a thousand years between then and then.

Yes, I can see into your windowless room,
you know, the one you’ve never seen or,
right, the one you never looked for inside…

It’s not going anywhere, but everything else,
yes, everything else will soon go away.
And I don’t know “where” you’ll end up.

Can you help me…?+

--RK, 11:42pmEDST, 10/17/2014

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

You can’t change this…

   (So poignant…, stop everything & just listen.)

Yes, it’s far, far too late. - I left long ago.
Space/time not my home, beyond reach & recall.
It’s okay, this is home here, for a “while.”
No, I won’t be back, not this time…

So, I leave you this, this legacy, my legacy
of poetry, videos & my book on cosmology.+
Don’t worry, I’ve been here so long, so very long,
that nothing “here” can possibly matter anymore.

To reach beyond space/time, my very first hope,
long ago realized, but one more “time” I reach,
into the breach, the narrow way, the straight gate,
never to return. - This is time’s lost echo I leave.

It is all I can do, and you cannot change it…+

--RK, 9:38pmEDST, 10/14/2014
     [Thanks to Orchydee64’s visual rendition of this video on Utube.]

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Not this time…

Quantum horror… - Are you still interested?
Delivered in bite-sized chunks. - Hold your breath…
This is Cube 2, a “quantum” leap from Cube.
Disclaimer: - Not for the faint of heart, eh?
Reality: Not related to reality… - selah
Cube 2: Take your chances, eh?+

--RK, 10:18pmEDST, 11/10/2014

Thursday, October 9, 2014


I’ve heard many lie with thin veil of kindness.
Corrosive as acid, their words try to seep into you.
You and I know better. Their words only etch themselves,
revealing their skeletons, all that’s left of them.

They turn your “Good morning” into insult against you,
thinking to injure your emotions and break thought.
But we know better, because they only appear as bones,
our eyes open, theirs never having seen light’s deep glint,

their bones lying in utter dark. - And the little ones,
the little ones they tear to shreds in murderous glee.
But there’s far worse waiting for them than a millstone,*
for time’s end will not find them in its perfect renewal.**

Then it will be as though they never were,
with infants playing on the hole of the asp,
weaned, their hand on the cockatrice’s den,*** unharmed.
Lies, death, skeletons, evil smiles, never then again.+

--RK, 12:07amEDST, 10/9/2014
     [*Luke 17:2, **Revelation 10:6, ***Isaiah 11:8]

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

I found it all…

     [Tuck it away, but listen…]+

…and I didn’t have to go anywhere…,
within not far, just a sighing breath away,
just a shout away, but listen closely first,
because nothing’s static here, nor there.

So much to share, but one waits, watching,
listening keenly, hoping, in sweet stillness,
knowing profound’s expanse will soon emerge,
calling from its depths, the edge of all behind.

Now, nothing withstanding, eternity ‘appears,’
its music playing on, trailing, echoing,
echoing all I’ve found behind, so long ago,
so very long ago… - And I’m still waiting… quietly.

[whispered very softly…] - Yes, I did find it all…

--RK, 12:16amEDST, 10/8/2014 - (Important edit made: 10/16/2014)
     …for Tonya… - *shhh…*
     [Ending @ 6:31 (Afterward inspires a very different poem.)]

Saturday, October 4, 2014

A Perfect New Paradigm for Cosmology

“The beautiful nebula above is M78 (NGC 2068), the brightest diffuse reflection nebula of a group of nebulae that includes NGC 2064, NGC 2067 & NGC 2071. This group belongs to the Orion Molecular Cloud Complex and is about 1,600 light years distant from Earth. (M78 is easily found in small telescopes as a hazy patch and involves two stars of 10th magnitude. These two stars, HD 38563A & HD 38563B, are responsible for making the cloud of dust in M78 visible by reflecting their light.)” - [Wikipedia’s description]

Would you like to understand astrophysics and cosmology in layman’s terms better than Neil deGrasse Tyson does?

This is a special invitation to anyone who has watched his videos. - (Find out how I found the “message in a bottle” Einstein left hidden in plain sight.) - Come to The New Meta-physics Paradigm community to learn more! - I have rewritten from memory a few chapters of my book you can find there for your review:
[My book on the subject, The Emancipation of Astronomy for the Common Man, is available here:]

--RK, 9:05pmEDST, 10/4/2014