• this is not poetry

    Sunday morning. 7.30 am Wollongong.NSW.Australia Questions: What is consciousness?What am I?Am I anything at all?Is there a purpose to living? Reflections: Consciousness feels like the soul of the universe ever-present and fundamental. It seems to arise at the moment sex cells collide, long before we...

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    • hello dearest Benny I have gone periods of time searching and wondering sometimes getting answers I rather not have… sometimes ending up with more questions great write ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Peter. This is an incredible write my friend. I think age is a big factor when it comes to people. It seems we awaken more once were face to face with our own mortality. That’s just my opinion though. Great depth here, your writes always makes me ponder. That’s a good thing my friend. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Thanks Damian.

        Some thoughts can’t be expressed by poetry, they just need to tumble out,get tidied up and shared.

        You’re probably right about age and mortality putting us in more reflective moods but I personally think that trauma (in my case depression ten years ago) broke me so badly there wasn’t much left,except questions that needed some sort of answers.
        I’m still asking questions and sounds like you are too.
        Cheers

    • Hoi hoi Peter,
      in the Netherlands, i know of someone who titled his book ‘Geen boek’. Translated: No book.
      The absurdist humor behind it is that it is still a good present, for people who want No Book for their birthday. And that group of people increases every year.

      But instead of wild humour you present us with a very intelligent piece of work.
      It is very intelligently written and (my opinion) a very good idea to give these things a thought now and then.
      Also very intelligent: I promised myself to keep a better look out for the writes you post.

      Love it!
      Kind regards, Gus

    • That feeling you have, that consciousness is some fundamental, egoless energy, is powerful. It echoes ideas like panpsychism or non-duality. It’s the attractive shortcut around the “hard problem”: if consciousness is always there, we don’t need the brain to magically create it from scratch. My mind will sit on this for a while… thinking of driving down Bulli Pass in the fog/mist and spending a chilly winter day at Austinmer. But it’s the wrong time of year for that and I now live hundreds of k’s away from Illawara.

    • Good old Austiner….lived there back in the day…when men were men and sheep were nervous.Too expensive there now.

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    Winners' of November's Competitions

    Congratulations to everyone. Thank you for your contributions to Stars Rite.Here are the links to the winners’ poems – Stars Rite

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    Christmas Eve

    There is a day we all await.In a month or so if you just wait.A season,holiday of cheer. With your whole family here.Imagine all the food and all the smiles.Because they went the extra miles. Christmas is not all about gifting.There...

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    • hello dearest poet this is a very happy and warm poem I am fortunate my Christmases have always been special and I do my best to extend that feeling in others not forgeting those in need Happy Holidays ❤️

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