With scientific instrument

Observe our galaxy

Andromeda, at its core

Utterly white

Brilliant light

God is in its midst

Wherein perhaps perfect

Love, justice and righteousness

Prevail

We were born on the outskirts

Of town on the outer, forlorn

Swirling spiral arm

Looking up from our earthly sphere

At the Milky Way, starry arm above

Our arms extended far from

Galactic center

Lonely reaches from

Pure light’s center

Is galactic center where pure

Intelligence, angelic beings congregate?

Roaming over those marvelous

Regions,

Wherein no evil dwells,

Outside is hate, war,

Lies, murder

Lucifer roams free to massacring

Devouring

Maiming, humiliating

Torturing humankind

Mocking the king of creation

In earth’s atmosphere

Far into the night in the swirling

Arm of our spinning circle

Our galactic arm of stars above,

Below, in the dark rift we observe

His vile nest plague

Sending speeding beams

Of red, blue, orange and

Chrome orbs lit

His vehicles, landing, abducting,

Transfixing, overpowering.

Deluding innocents with

Minions.

Fallen, former keepers

Of God’s kingdom here on

Earth

He is no hero of Paradise Lost!

The Pleiades and Orion

Constellations their

Playing grounds.

Undeserving of such spectacular

Heavenly abodes

Wherein no mortal may ever dwell

Or visit

Most interesting phenomenon:

The apple of God’s eye,

Jerusalem sitting atop

This watery blue

White world

In the midst of pitch black space

Utter darkness, suspended in

Cold space,

Seen forlorn from

Our moon’s surface,

Or

From Mars’ landscape,

Saturn’s lower rings

Via science satellites

Red planet, red dust

World destroyed by

Fallen ones forsaking

Their first estate to

Fornicate with earthly flesh,

Instruct rebellion

Battle of Megiddo, Jerusalem

Culminating battle of earth Ages,

Sister planet

Mars, once blue, watery ocean

Life

Paradise Eden’s Grove

Utter destruction

Over time, cataclysmic

As in 40 days and nights

Or instant meteoritic desolation?

Pyramid base civilization

Remains with swirling patterns in red sand

Vacuum loneliness, harsh atmosphere

Smiling sphinx pyramid ruler there

Ancestor, predecessor to him on earth?

Perhaps

Was there a battle like will be

In Megiddo, Armageddon?

The craters of the moon, are they the

Result of only asteroids or meteorites?

Celestial white horse

Majestic rider

Linen clothed

Crowned ruler

Radiant power,

King of Kings, valiant lion

Sacrifice of ages’ Son,

Matchless beauty

Fulfill his mission

Earth, apple of his eye,

Restore

To former glory

And then entire

Galaxy, not only the

Core, but its

Frontiers too, into one

Gigantic shining disc of

Astounding brilliance

And those that

Caused the great rebellion

The state of entropy will fall into the

Swirling, vacuous,

Darkest density,

Black hole, Center

Of Great Rift

Overwhelming gravity,

Bottomless Pit

From whence

Orb lights of red, and orange

Cannot escape

And then will be given

The children of men

The inheritance of Andromeda Galaxy

And all His Galaxies,

“Behold, I make new heavens and a new earth

Roundness has Angles

Light Orchestrates

The Line of the Form

The sparkling, reflecting

Silver Bright energy

Color explodes

A pulsar Burst

Of Shapes

Of Angles of the Sun

There,

In the Sun

Shadows

But no darkness

Fluid Lines at times

When Forests,

Mountains, Rock

And Seas

Shine back to

The Angles of the Sun

from atop Half Dome

look far below

high aloft

i see

specks of trees

smaller still

moving particles

humans

with capillaries

pressurized blood

and brain

thoughts contained

therein

like lowly ants

possessing hearts

nerves and brain

infinitely

invisible

water bear

Tardigrada

microscopic

lives

mites on human

eyelash

live

mammoth

blue whale

100 foot length

200 tons weight

alive

virus

lives too

tiny robotic hexagonal

geometry

with landing pads

living things

many fit in one

bacterium

what are their thoughts?

giant star

beyond immensity

words cannot grasp

compare our star

Helios

with VY Canis Majoris

our sun's relative size

is the dot of the i here

Majoris': 3 inches diameter

Earth: invisible to our

naked eye

What size

are our thoughts?

I dreamed a setting in the silvery sky

A silvery city bathed in electric white light

And blue objects

A floating City with sky ways and suspended buildings

In the clouds

I feel coldness

Emptiness

Humans worked in the buildings

Throughout the city I felt their presence

But only saw them once

A group of them who appeared to be scientists

In a think tank kind of ambient

I feel soulless

They were surrounded by computer like cabinets

And busy talking amongst themselves

Oblivious to my observational conduct of them

They were dressed alike, in white smocks

I feel invisible

In the distance I saw more buildings

Futuristic looking, some circular

Others multi storied and rectangular

But Long in height

I feel lost

I ventured close to an open doorway

Wherein I heard great humming

That I recognized to be machinery working

Using gobs of energy as in electrical power

I feel vulnerable

I entered the chamber of pure white

The machines were etched as black lines

Some thick others thin against and upon

The white slate of the image I looked on

I feel insignificant

As they hummed vibrationally strong

I smelled petroleum oil

It felt it thick and black but I couldn't see

Or point it out to touch it

No blue, black, or white smoke or otherwise

I feel polluted

Gigantic coils rose up high in other places

Of this floating city

The humming pervaded everywhere

Concrete like, white pathways like sidewalks

Curved everywhere toward various directions

Nothing but whiteness underneath and above

I feel Los Angeles

I felt no threat and no other emotion

Just the acknowledgement of what I saw

And concern about the smell of crude oil

Weird dream

But weirder is

I don't see or feel any great

Significance to it, just that I

Don't recall the beginning of it

Or the end

I feel mystery

Oh happy,

Perfect day

When

Earth worlds and stars

Spun in majestic light

And glory

When

A perfect universe

Swirled and burst

Away from the infinitesimally

Tiny point of

Matter

And

Words

Spoken

Eons ago

Were

Squeaky clean

When

The first man

Walked

And believed.

Faith

Substance of things unseen,

And woman joined him

And water lapped on

The edges of lands

When

The first bird sang.

The first flower grew.

The first ear heard.

The first eye saw.

Oh happy,

Perfect day!

from atop Half Dome

look far below

high aloft

i see

specks of trees

smaller still

moving particles

humans

with capillaries

pressurized blood

and brain

thoughts contained

therein

like lowly ants

possessing hearts

nerves and brain

infinitely

invisible

water bear

Tardigrada

microscopic

lives

mites on human

eyelash

live

mammoth

blue whale

100 foot length

200 tons weight

alive

virus

lives too

tiny robotic 

hexagonal geometry

Kobuvirus,

Picornaviridae

with landing pads

living things

many fit in one

bacterium

what are their thoughts?

giant star

beyond immensity

words cannot grasp

compare our star

Helios

with VY Canis Majoris

our sun’s relative size

is the dot of the i here

Majoris’: 3 inches diameter

Earth: invisible to our

naked eye

What size

are our thoughts?

Solis, the unfortunate space explorer

had drifted aimlessly in space,

drifting in and out of sleep

computer crashes, reboots

system failures lost in space

spaceship radio transmission SOS

to Earth to spacecraft 450 minutes

rescue impossible

Solis space castaway time presently

15 years sustained, self-contained

electronic mechanical marvel

technology’s boon of space travel comfort

plush amenities excepting one:

Solis’ mental physiological state has suffered

loss of human companionship

weight of loneliness equivalent to

metaphorical g’s

equivalent to neuron damage

equal to psychological harm

Solis awakens, mind focus on

Loneliness

hungers human presence,

female form

feminine voice, mind, touch

electron virtual images fail

Captain Solis craves created

fully functioning female human

onboard computers fail: programmed with

artificial intelligence nanotech applications

cold infinite incapability of human company,

devoid of female soul spirit,

human woman: comprised, formed, created

of organic cognitive indefinable

God breathed attributes of life

Solis distracts by light glow outside his spacecraft

ponders his intergalactic location field of vision,

constellation Virgo 260 light years distant

is steady, beautiful,

like a woman,

unwavering, shining heat,

ultra-blue whiteness, young stars

unreachable, his mortality screams

Virgo 260 LY, light years constellation distant

light speed 186,000 miles per second

Solis’ spacecraft speed 25 miles per second

1,935 years future Solis’ arrival

physics unattainable

Solis’ mind drifts back to loneliness

for female presence

“I will never live 260 years to Virgo

Spacecraft lurches,

calamitous course, gyroscopic functions erratic

intermittent pulses, inner ear, cranial spinning dizziness

Solis marvels computers’ self-correction, guidance

“I would trade the rest of my life for 24 hours of

sweet love of a woman”

overwhelming computer hum

synthetic comfort, his mind wanders

exhaustion sleep

computer biorhythm clock wakens him

Solis senses presence near console behind him

Electroencephalographic register,

hyperventilation

a shadowy figure appears suddenly,

eyes glowing reddish bright

his heart monitor displays a hyper beat,

his brain presses tightly against his cranium

who shall move first?

“who are you?” Solis inquires

Intruder remains silent

Solis rises from his control seat

shadowy figure glides toward the ship’s hatch lock

the intra chamber exit/entrance tube

Solis warns, “don’t do that.”

Intruder telepathically interfaces with astronaut’s brain waves

“I was teleported here erroneously, I wish you no harm. I will depart.”

“But it’s not necessary.”

Solis’ loneliness overwhelms him. He senses no threat.

he senses, “intrusive creature willing to leave,

must be benign”

“You don’t have to rush off”

“Come here, please sit. We can talk.”

life form human like

sinister due shadowy nature,

movements

life form slides, legless,

silently

lower body portion floats

slightly above spacecraft floor

lower body form resembles woman’s skirt

although no fabric

life form approaches,

translucent, glowing grey,

face is feminine, humanlike

features exotic alien,

beautiful, glowing softly,

Pastel neon light cheek bones,

Eyes cat like, wide blinking inquisitively,

benignly, femininely

Solis captures her eyes with his

devours her mentally, ravenously

ravishes her form,

his previous perception affronting his senses

was that of male form

though alien in appearance,

Solis definitively affirms creature’s pheromone scent

fully female, buttressed by physical attributes

exceeding his most optimistic expectations,

for she is lithe, curvaceous endowed,

possessing breast like protrusions

endowed to his delight with

round overlays and inlays strategically located along

various planes of her horizontal longitudinal axis

intersecting subtlety

Solis is erotically smitten

She is within arm’s reach now affirming femininity

“where were you headed?” he asks

female form, “outside of your capsule.”

Solis, “why?”

Intruder easily masters human communication skills

“outside, that my ship’s transponders may

target, pinpoint my coordinate plane for rescue

said signal is lost within your ship.”

“but you’ll die outside.”

“what is die?”

Solis overwhelmed with her feminine voice,

creature voice is audible wonder

far beyond capability of

synthetic speech

Solis ventures explanation: “you will die, cease to exist.”

“I will not cease to exist. My substance of atoms is self-sustaining

my life is drawn from our creator

I will never cease existence

I cannot, as you stipulate, die

outside your craft, I am fully functional”

Solis ponders speechless, “won’t absolute zero cause your molecular framework

complete freeze, stillness

of electrons in all your atoms?”

fair creature receives his signal,

“my race is unaffected,”

“I must exit your craft”

Solis reasons audibly,

“seems trivial you can’t trans materialize

through my craft’s metal wall?”

Solis transfixed with alien lady’s response

she alters telepathic communique with audible decibels

Her voice is mesmerizingly feminine,

“doing so would cause your spacecraft to implode,

dematerializing is out of the question,

my atoms would not reassemble correctly

I would be reduced in size,

distorted and function as quadriplegic”

Solis experiences mental orgasm: “don’t go,

I mean, please stay”

“Why do you ask me to stay?”

“I guess I’m lonely.

“I understand,

“You are alone,

“Alone is not good,

Do you need assistance in return to Earth?”

“Yes.”

“I will help you in that matter”

“I must return to my mother ship in order to do so

“Then I will assist your return”

Solis pleads, “Will you stay awhile before you leave?”

Her pheromones fill, encapsulate his nostrils

She responds with supreme benevolence, “I have time to stay.”

creatures’ pheromones mix to

incandescence close proximities

Solis loss of self-control,

verge of unconsciousness again

She lifts him gently with

psychokinetic energy

loneliness has had it’s toll,

weakened his mental restraints to oblivion

He reaches out his hand

near her armrest,

humming of his spacecraft’s mighty engines

a monotonous blur of sound

Solis’ mind spirit merging with hers,

former intruder

unresistingly she yields,

he acquiesces

She sits next to him, fluid movements like melting wax

solidifying at his touch

audibly again she speaks,

“Now what would you like to talk about?”

I miss my world, my cities

miss my spacecraft, waiting rescue

from planet called Earth

dust covers buildings' roofs,

paint cracked faded

billboards as they are called

rise bleakly, torn, blistered

advertising mix of subjects

rise in midst of tangled wires

over every street, high voltage

twisted, dark wires

for earth communications

litter the sky above

I miss my world, my cities

where moisture is abundant

fine rains

cities sparkle, our buildings translucent

transparent spun gold

paint is unknown there,

our colors comprised of electron hues

tints are pastels

they glow in light of our eternal star

not so far as Earth sun, just perfectly near

no scorching of skin, plant leaves or air

no clutter on streets, no asphalt cracked

our roads are of glittering glass

I miss my world, my cities

there's violence here on this

Earth planet

some human creatures have

others have not

hunger and vice

night filled with fear

humans scream, fight, kill

I am glad to be cloaked with invisibility

I miss my world endowed with peace,

my world provides for all

all have, all share their love

there are no prisons, hospitals or mind clinics

eternal day rules the night

I miss my world where no one dies

sickness and pain do not abound

I miss my world nature filled

air is clear no storm or destruction

where nature has wrath

tornado earthquake tsunami or hurricane

do not exist

I long for freedom and peaceful bliss

help is coming take me back

to my world

In this world I perceive humans

they are like prey, their safety

always at risk

security cameras at every turn

like scales of a fish

reconnaissance cameras

line every crevice, cranny

and nook

where business is held,

where earthlings dwell

their peace officers, some are violent

they too wear cameras

where business is held

and homes where they live,

I miss my world, rescue is lagging

Earthlings harassed

IRS, delinquent bills, unruly road rage

combative neighbors turfed within fences,

media data bombard earth souls with

terror events,

theft of funds at times occurs

marketplace called Dow, Ponzi

scheme they call destroy economy

rise and fall recover again

earth dwellers call greed

we know no greed

I miss my world, I wish to go home

my invisibility cloak clings tightly to my skin

my eyes search this earth sky

internal transponder hums perpetually

await my world's rescue

Earth planet use of petrochemical technology

pollution of sky, fossil fuels prevail

though other clean energy means available

Hydrolysis, . . .

I fear our race cannot befriend these earth people

searched Earth media discovered YouTube

viewed film: The Day Earth Stood Still

Alien visitor attempted friendship

technology share

though alien in film benevolent

fear by humans unjustified

his destruction imminent

self defended

saw what they did to King Kong

earthling fight global scale,

country, city, home

internal

threat of wars at the drop of a look,

word, territorial move is all it took

first war, second, third one imminent

their history shows

saw what they did to John the Kennedy,

Robert, M the Luther,

too many to count

politician earth priests helpless to save

I miss my world

invisibility cloak will remain until rescue arrives

transports me home 150 light years away

my compassion for earthlings is strong

would that I could

wish I could warn

materialize and instruct

saw what they did to Jesus the Christ

I fear for my life

Brad was drunk

how he got home he’d

never remember

crashed on his bed, 

moonlit night

window open

3 in the morning

wee hour, wee mind

toxic brain

in ’n out of conscienceness

bit by bit he later recalled

before his own lie

testify

he lay senselessly irrevocably

drunk

bit by bit

in and out

grunts, ionic particles wafting

swirling speeding through

and into his bedroom

clashing steel was the sound

thuds and thumping

he recalled

his drunken eye slightly opened

to see glimmering sword

upraised, upthrust, lateral swing

blocked and thrust and blocked again

a shining dazzling figure in white

translucent being

battle engaged

against 3 demon foes 

red glowing swords their own

sustaining handling offensive war

the 3 agents of evil to 1 of good

who was

outgunned, outmanned

how long the battle thus far ensued 

he didn’t know he later, sober said

but in his heart he knew 

the one the reason fought 

against the 3 red glowing ones who

overwhelmed him, the shining one 

threw him to the ground

triumphant until,

a burst of light when 

two others came 

shining ones 

cut the 3 

into numerous pieces

that exploded into 

scattering orbs, lights of red

the melee was over,

the shining two 

lifted their fallen one

exchanged foreign words

looked through the window and met

Brad’s gaze

nodded acceptingly disappeared into air

taking their fallen one heavenward

Brad lay and

pondered, he knew

his life was owed 

to heaven’s messengers

flaming soldiers of fire

unseen by humanity at large

constantly guarding, guiding

mankind

We - me and i trudged from base uphill at 10,000 feet

switch backing minimizing sharp15 percent grades

increasing pair, one heavy the other light

gravity an’ thin air

lungs burning fire on the center of my chest

my sputtering heaving gasps tear

my stinging nostrils, like parchment at 11,000

upward slant grasping for air holds

against the mass of gravity’s backpack boots and body

the emerald blue sky is my anchor, my lift

in mineral king’s mountain folds

800 feet unbroken incline mellows out,

chest’s bellows less, due more horizontal stretch meandering turnpikes, dizzying thin air altitude

shrubs rolling out threshold to alpine trees

deep gorge rocky banks idyllic hike

a fatal fall’s slip of the foot and 200 feet of instant death

to silver stream jagged below

trail ends at base of taller still, magnificent mountain

covered in gold velvet rock protrusions, embedded

crossing stream ’neath our feet

small headwater runs slow

headed to box canyon past cathedral granite bowls

whose towering 12,000 feet in sunlit snowy banks

create shadow nestled at their northern base,

a waiting cradle preparing for

winter’s newborn falling snow

mosses downy, cushiony steps of green sponge

trekking ’long meandering silent serpentine creek

northeasterly invisible arrow of travel, pristine pulse

living things, alpine flora, scattered birds flitting speak

searching winter’s september scarce bounty

of seed and sleeping bugs’ prey for hungry beaks

late autumn sun, bright as summer transposed on cold

clean reality so far away

so tranquilizing from raucous noise

of technical livings’ existence,

far distant land of electron

and machinery’s magnetic fields

pulsating fix on mere existence that never sleeps

due distraction’s onslaught

most times humans transfixed unawares asleep

deeper gorge lies ahead, wild gooseberries

dried hanging for me

westward turning point, follow the slope

yields for me its sobering silence

of noise detoxification at her every turn of incline

and slight declines

creating a virtual metaphysics realm entrance

porthole, high altitude wormhole,

cybergate escape into stargate

no return, no goin’ back

to cities of industries’ dull glowing red lights

maybe i’ll fall into that dimension’s maw

maybe a sojourner of like mind will encounter

the shell of my corpse after some winter’s thaw