John Prophet

poem by John Prophet

Do we really have free will, or are we preprogrammed to be who we are to be? Being born a boy or a girl did we have any say? Hormones in my body that motivate were not ordered by me. Everything about me genetically controlled. ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Some say less is really more, or is it more is really less. I believe both to be true. The future screams towards us faster every day. The pace and complexity of life quickens. Technology more pervasive. The human psyche bombarde... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Vivid red barn juxtaposed against a green pumpkin field. Cloudless sky with bright sun hurt my eyes. Starkness of the scene burnt into my mind. Beautiful! Time passes. Sun lowers in the sky with fat orange orbs all around. Brigh... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We have been taught. We have been programed. The veil grows thicker over our eyes. Our senses are limited. We see very little. Remove the veil. Think past what you were taught. Break the cocoon you’ve been enca... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We who are born in our minuscule cradle in the cosmos see monsters. We see monsters in our cradle having been born with us. We see monsters coming at us from below. We see monsters in the great beyond. We see ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

How to explain, understand? What makes sense, seems logical? What level of understanding even possible? Models needed, scaffolding required. Required to build, hammer out understanding. Needed to explain what is seen... Read more

poem by John Prophet

When they come, what will they see? Organics, animals. A world full of animals. Dirty messy, animals. Animals steeped in instincts, controlling. Animals fighting. Pecking order, fighting for power, control. War, ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Flowing through space and time. Wandering dimensionally through ethereal realms and back. Sliver of reality we live, oblivious of all that exists. Writhing in the bog, clawing to survive. Looking up looking... Read more

poem by John Prophet

How could it have gone? I see paths, so many paths. Infinite in nature. Twist and and turns, lefts and rights. Fork after fork choice after choice. How to navigate? Where to turn? Each path, unique. Each path ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

It’s all in your head. The world, everything, it’s all in your head. All that you know, or think you know. It’s all in your head. Every head its own world. No two worlds alike. Every head i... Read more

poem by John Prophet

For millennia, its been building for millennia. History, building up over time. Mankind’s story building in the ruins of time. Digging. Digging deep finding layer after layer of mans ancient realities.... Read more

poem by John Prophet

My eyes see. My ears hear. My skin feels. My noes smells My mouth tastes. My brain interprets. Information. It’s all information. Energy. Vibrations. The view. The sound. The breeze. The cupcake. The o... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Humanity. Humans talk, communicate. Been doing so since the first grunts. For millennia human sounds have filled the airways. Dissipating in the wind. Humanity expanded, communication expanded. Spoken words, written... Read more

poem by John Prophet

The spirt Of Christmas. Secularism, leaning away from religion. Do not know if there is a god. I believe in a great maker, but don’t believe humanity has a clue. Yet, Christmas Spirit. What is it? I feel it... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Deeply covered. Surrounded. Breathing, eating, dealing. Daily understanding wrapped in local realities. Know nothing more, nothing different. Local time molds reality. Different times different realities. Em... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Born into the jungle are we. Not, the jungle of old, but a jungle nonetheless. Animal instincts still prevails, motivations still primitive. Driven as before, none diminished. Civilization, a new invention, a n... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Clean slate at birth. Filled up, programed over time. Information force fed, pushed into minds. Created. Created by location, environment. Information from the past. Ancient information told as truth. Whose tr... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Existence, being, thinking. Improbable! All that occurred for being. Thinking, an amazing concept. Understanding improbability. Improbability of being. Improbability of of personal existence. What are the odds? ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Lethal. Words, deadly weapons used to attack, hurt, destroy. Words as a cudgle used to control, intimate, dominate. Words, powerful tools to inspire, elevate, create. Words, conveyors of meaning ideas, intent.... Read more

poem by John Prophet

I stare, stare into the flames. Mesmerized. I hear the sound of creation. The snap, crackle, pop of creation. I see embers flying like burning stars spinning in infinity. I see time, present and past, whil... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Essence. Existence undefined. What is seen, not enough. What is thought, incomplete. Essence eternal. Essence flows from one to the next. Essence, substance of the ether. Dwells in a different place. Ethereal, ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

The hands spin. Every day. Day after day they spin. Relentless. Morning. Noon. Night. Relentless. Planet spins. Relentlessly it spins. Time spinning, fritting it all away. Can’t be stopped. Can’t hold... Read more

poem by John Prophet

The hands spin. Every day. Day after day they spin. Relentless. Morning. Noon. Night. Relentless. Planet spins. Relentlessly it spins. Time spinning, fritting it all away. Can’t be stopped. Can’t hold... Read more

poem by John Prophet

I see them, clear as day. Smiling. Laughing. Crying. Life etched on their being! As they were. I see them as the were, so many years ago. So many lives embedded on my mind. There, they still live. Slipping away... Read more

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Information, data flowing. Flowing through my being. Invisible hands working my mind, Kneading like clay. Shaping, forming what I think. Formatting how I think. Information invasion, out to capture terrain, te... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Beyond the veil. Covering reality. Shielding our view. Drawn in front all around. Everywhere, controlled. Seeing, knowing only what’s allowed. Opened our eyes, here we are. Where is here? What is here? Is it... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Why arrogance? Some, believe themselves superior, better than others. Why? Money makes some arrogant. Power makes some arrogant. Birthright makes some arrogant. Arrogance alters perceptions, perceptions of reality. Cr... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Immense! In all aspects immense. Immense without limits. Never ending creation. Creation of possibilities. All possible iterations realized. Creation complex beyond understanding. Beyond the scope of most. Once i... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We live on an orb in the vastness of the void. Here, we are the apex predator. Humanity has risen to the top of the heap. We’ve organized the place as we see fit. Our intellect is unmatched. ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Crickets sounding their enchanting sound. Peeper choruses from the pond, finely tuned, while Bullfrogs barup their baritone song. Swooping bats devouring, warm breezes dancing. Owl hoots deep in the woods. Coyotes h... Read more

poem by John Prophet

I saw a women in a video. She was old walking slowly. The Video was seventy years old. It was made in Berlin after the war. Smashed buildings everywhere, smashed lives too. Where she was headed, I had no idea. ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

DNA, computer code. It dictates all. Gender, physical features. Personality, intellect everything! Instinct, how does a baby know to suckle at birth? Instinct? What’s that? It’s coded to know. Just l... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We enter this realm, like a pebble into a pond. Immediately we leave ripples. As we move along, the ripples grow interacting with other ripples an ocean of ripples. Our ripples commingle influence. Cascadin... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Since the first twitch, life’s been on the move. Moving. Always on the move. Growing. Expanding. Evolving. Devouring. Devouring to survive. Kill or be killed. Progress, on the backside of war, conquest.... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Some say we’re born, we live, then die. That’s it. One grasp at the brass ring. That’s all. Therefore, do whatever it takes to come out on top. Step on, step over do whatever to win. Why not... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We are fused, fused to reality. The reality we know. Not apart from but integral to. Our vibrations spread out imprinting this realm. Absorbed, our energy is reflected back, we are enveloped in what we a... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Eternal or nearly so. We see what we see. Nothing more. We speculate on the rest. Vastness beyond our world, unfathomable. Universe to multiverse to eternal, or nearly so. Universes budding one from anothe... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Some say we live in a virtual world. A matrix. Our existence, digital. What does that mean? We’re not real? We’re not alive? I think therefore I’m not? How real is real? If virtual here,... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We are animals. Having the same instincts as any animal. Law of the jungle courses through our veins. Hormones flush clouding judgement, wrecking havoc on reason and intellect. Procreation, self preservation stro... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Toggle flipped. Spark of energy, program ignited. Universe born time flashes. Universe begets others. Huge numbers sparking into existence. Waves moving, universes born, live, fade away. Left in the wake. Frozen ... Read more