John Prophet

poem by John Prophet

Here and now. Not just here. Not just now. Continuum of existence. Flowing from one to the next. Limitless existence. One realm to the next. Segmented, no connection. Dreams. Dreams reflect what once was. Reality... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Speck of existence. Beyond insignificant. Floating. Floating in infinity. Infinity within infinities. Unseeable, unknowable. Specks on a a speck are we. Regarded not by the void. Destine to blink out of exi... Read more

poem by John Prophet

What are you? Look in a mirror. What do you see? Do you see you? Or do you see an edifice, scaffolding, a facade? Do you see just a vehicle, a mode of transportation? Do you see what you are? Can you see ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Horizon. History, past to present. Archaic to modernity. Upside down. Growth, exponential. Knowledge compounding. Technology circling the globe. Gazing, viewing the beginning. Revelations daily. Building on yes... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Coded. Billions year march. From the beginning to now. Formulation. Evolution. Ingredients baked in. Seeds created, planted. All things known. Programed. From the beginning. Evolving. DNA code. Computer code. Cr... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Humanity is infected. Infected with malice. Infected with hate. Infected with fear! Infected with Ideas of difference. Thoughts of exclusion. We come to existence the same way. Born with clean slates. Once born... Read more

poem by John Prophet

I watch, it shines, golden in its reflections. It rises, bathing all in its splendor. I see it all clearly now. A gift beyond understanding. Years of knowledge accumulating. Days flip over, one after another.... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Why? Why so much? It’s everywhere. Why? Our literature. Our movies. Our music. Our art. Everything. Human civilization, tightly woven with sex and violence. Wars are fought, careers destroyed, because of sex an... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Thunder in the distance. Lighting dancing, edging dark clouds. Soft rain thru the pines. Boughs dripping in the pond. Birds sounding bird talk. Many languages to be heard. Frogs in the pond announcing the... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Full white moon. Star ceiling. Fire roaring. Flames soaring. Sparks flying high, high into the night. Chanting loudly. Baleful voices sounds echoing off the stones. Drums beating. Faces painted. Wild dance, arms r... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Messages, from all time. Past. Present. Future. All wrapped up as one. All that’s been or will be. Messages, vibrations. Everything reverberating. Pulsing in and out. Back and forth. All at once. Quivering e... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Inner world. Where everything resides. Illusion of exterior. What’s all around deception. Trick of the mind. Reality, generated from within. Decisions made. Dreams unrealized. Mindscape realm. All seen. All un... Read more

poem by John Prophet

We look, we see, we wonder! I wonder. I wonder why I’m here. I wonder where here is. I wonder where I’m going. I look all around. I look at creation as it is. I can see. I see, but don’t under... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Death! The final frontier. Moving on. Where to? Where do we go? Death. The next portal the next door to a different place, a different realm. One not enough. One test not enough. Heaven, nirvana needs more ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Eyes. Look Into the eyes. One after the next. Inhabitants of time. Accepting the role. What choice? Each time the only time. Dealing in the unique. Each time unique. Each challenge unique. Wrapped, shackled, unique... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Ancient priests, witch doctors, shamans, sorcerers. Power! Held the ancients in control. Existence frightening, answers few. Power, the few holding the many. Control! Controllers, followers. Power, rewards for tho... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Like pearls in the void. Consciousness is rare. Scouring our Galactic neighborhood we find none. Where is everyone? Have they moved on? Evolved to a different realm? Have they died out? ... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Molded like clay life will do. Experience, the scalpel that shapes. Time is the medium for the art to be formed. All around can be seen unfinished works, works that require much effort to complete. Each prod... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Early morning. Still dark. Fire crackling. Fireplace glow, lights out. Dark. Fireplace glow baths everything. Medieval. Medieval feel. Cold, yet warm. Mind wanders. Infinity contemplating. Where to turn? What t... Read more

poem by John Prophet

Next. What’s next? The future sculpted. Choices, decisions. Path forward. Charting future course. Time travelers, future’s architects all. Collective. Amalgamation of thought, ideas. Generations, eons in th... Read more