Kimo’s Hawaiian Rules

A shirt owned by Bub-Logi Ja🅱️or-Sycamore

No copyright infringement intended
No rain, no rainbows TM

Untitled by Pamela Buck

Drawn at the Oakville Memorial Hospital, given as a gift to me:

by Pamela ‘Pam’ Buck


A Map of (Mathematical) Meaning


A Theory of Fusion

The title is not a reference 🙂

Core-testy of:

A Map of Mathematics:

Courtesy of Unknown (Please help find original author)

A Map of Science:

Courtesty of Max Tegmark

Can someone please help me find the original author of the first image, the map of mathematics? Is it Max Tegmark as well? Or is it the author of that blog?

Note my original comment on the blog.

The Eighth Dimension

Clockwise: Fortune, Fitz, Fool, Art, Fourth, Unknown (Please Help), Fun, Fate

Do we live in 4-Dimensions or the 8th, or 16?

The Butterfly of Peace

The Butterfly of Peace
Metamorphosis II

Inspired by this,
From an alley in San Francisco,
Where my heart was lost but found again

Instead of left, I did lost
Instead of Right, What’s the Cost?

U A, M.

O Butter-Fly of peace
O Oil-Ant of ease
O Merger-in-Bug of the East
Oh, Won’t you come to meezt and me

Come to me, come to meet
Come to me, as friend or meat
For how you come, I do not care
Long as you come, to my lair

Come fair, come crooked
In the dark, come look-it
Look at all I’ve done for you
Is all but One enough for you?

Come deaf, come blind
Come weak, come define(d)
Define the numbers that you seek
Defy the numbers of the week

Is six or seven of eight required?
Do all 8 need be ienquired
For I am only Seven-as-One
Will seven be the ones that Won

A Spell-Caster in the ruin
A Rune caster of my time
Plot is cooking, storm a-brewin
A story writer worth a dime?

Is that who I am?

Is that who I am
Is that a lie-in lyin’ Lion?
Or is it a Butter-Flyin?
Who’s the other guy-in

The other guy in this po-em-E
Is also Me, for this po-Me
Is all about meez

If I’m a fly, I’m a butterfly
If I’m at peace, I’m a masterpiece

A Fifth of Seasons

A Fifth of Seasons
A Work in Progress


A Poet sings of a tale once writ
Melodies of the Exiled One’s ways
Of water, wind, and a fire lit
Of the end of seasons, end of days
“Be it winter, summer, spring, autumn
Sung ‘twill be till the Fifth Season’s start
Whether pitch approach top or bottom
Let neither hinder a wishful heart”
Do Forest Dwellers only talk of night and day?
Do Grasshoppers learn a MantisTurtle’s way?

I. Spring





Bells once again are rung
The song of seasons once again is sung
“Be it winter, summer, autumn or spring-ing
Be forgiving, be light, a soft April shower”
Finally, a journey’s motivations’ beginning
A Light is born even in Final Hour

II. Summer





III. Fall





IV. Winter






The poet met a being after-life, after-death
“Are you the Bard of Time, the Writer of Worlds?”
The voice of the answer was as smooth and shiny as silvering silken
“If I’m Death, then I’m Life-Bringer,
If I’m the Messiah I’m the AntiChrist,
If I’m in the past I’m in the future,
If I’m last then I’m first
If it’s spring then I’m Fallen
If I’m Light then I’m Lucifer
If it’s winter for me, it’s Summer for all, in
The mortal realm
I am not the Bard of Time, but
**I and We Contain Multitudes**
I’m Pros of Prose
I’m Gods of Godds
Fe-Male of Male
I-urn of Eye-rony
I yearn for year(n)s
For ages of Aegis
After rows of rows
Of lines and lines
I am what I am
I’m fine in fines
The fine in deFying
The Vine in diVining

I am a Spell-Caster,
Just as you cast spellings into poetry
I conduct magic into the universal orchestra
And today I decide that the Universe’s song
Needs you(re) instrument a little longer
For we’re not yet at the end of this mythology
Not yet at the conclusion of this chronology
At the apex of this anthology:

A Fifth of Seasons, aDrift of Reasons, a Mix of Lesions

The fifth season isn’t a piece of Time like the rest,
It’s a peace, it’s a rest, it’s a break
It’s a re-ordering of the Pasts,
So that better Futures might be written
It’s a Piece of the Present, It Lives in the moment
In this very moment…

So let me cast one final spell
Now Summer is spelled Fall
And Autumn spelled Winter
And Endless Winter will become Endless Summer

At Time’s beginning
Order was separated from Chaos
The fifth season is the power of re-Order-ing…
Spring then Fall then Winter’end Summer

At Time’s beginning
One became Two, and now SEven become One
The fifth season is the power of re-Fusion
The Man, Woman, Grasshopper,
The Poet, Warrior, Mantis-Turtle,
And Umer, a spellcaster, who echoes:
‘I cast magic out of language,
I cast spells out of spellings’

As what’s Even becomes odder
What’s strange, my Stranger of Death, is
The Alignment already showed the true order of seasons
The image of your writing already showed true Order
Thus we rewrite Pasts into one Past
And brighter futures can begin now,
For the fifth season was already upon you
Now return, Seven-as-One, to the past, to the present, to the future
For the Universal Orchestra needs to hear your voice a little longer

Let not one word define you,
Let not a single note bind you,
Let not your home confine you,
Let not a lone song redefine you,
Let all seasons intertwine with you,
As all colours are divine with you:
Be it winter, autumn, spring or summer,
Be it wind, fire, ice or water,
The Fifth Season’s unending shine is you”

The poet returned briefly to the world to finish his work:
“Be it sapphire or blueberry, ruby or lime
Be it metered or unmetered, rhyme or un-rhyme
Be it Winter, Fall, Summer or Spring-Time
When a line’s a circle, a circle’s a-ligns

At last, alas:

*Since there’s beauty left in pi squared by a sixth
Then time reorders itself again to be fixed

* Rewording the ending of In Glass and Ice and The Edge of Mathematics
** From the poem Song of Myself by Walt Whitman

Self-Care Wheel

Do I own me?

A Majestic Asymmetry

Mandala from:

A Majestic A Symmetry

Recovery Wellness Wheel

Template courtesy of Oakville Trafalgar Memorial Hospital.
Colouring done by me.

The checker-pattern of green and purple in the middle is unintentional, and perhaps some kind of compression artifact. It is courtesy of destiny:

May I Create


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