Inclined

one fractal among the many seeking nourishment, a collective motion curls the fronds. yet a few cells  positioned strategically  along the stem, create a gentle motion, a slow symphony of synergy bringing all wholly into the light. . © M.G. Iannucci 2017

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A Whiteheadian-Bohmien Love Poem

you  and i, inhabit two worlds, poetic, mundane sacred and profane implicate, explicate moving and static inhale, exhale solid, light  high wire  walk. am i an event? an actuality? wave or particle, passing or stationary continually being reborn from the zero point field? ontological paradox, what is real? Or true? i inhabit this life  harvesting […]

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