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iii. 13:8:5:3:2:1:1:0:1:1:2:3:5 {spiral's end}
by Richard Paez(numerology) 13:8:5:3:2:1:1:0:1:1:2:3:5 {spiral's end}
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: |watch| :
: as : each : segment :
: sums the two :
: that came before it :
: lopsided and exponential :
: bacterial thoughts
over-grow
our petridish world :
: if only we could find
a new and sharpened algebra
to cut through
this binding biology :
: if only we could break
and peel away this pattern
if only we could find
a way to part and divide
our-self from this geometry :
: trapped within the spiral
of a hungry snail's shell
down and inward comes the dream
flooding :
: down and inward comes the dream
both you and i so need :
: lopsided and exponential :
: watch as we spread past
this over-grown
petridish world :
: free now from the spiral
of this hungry snail's shell
down and inward comes the truth
flooding :
: down and inward comes the dream
at last awakening :
: bursting from our stale chrysalis :
: as one and breathing :
: conceiving :
: embrace :
: our : re : |birth|
: at : last :
: grasping :
: achieveing :
: complete
at|one|ment :
39088169
24157817
14930352
9227465
5702887
3524578
2178309
1346269
832040
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196418
121393
75025
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28657
17711
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6765
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{distance and time are illusions
follow the spiral
inward or outward
and you will find me there
waiting for you
moist and newborn
reciting the mantra
always, forever and never forgotten
subliminal and saturnine
surviving and suffering
biding our lost time
and nurturing our mutual forgiveness
until it is ripe enough
for us to meet and satisfy this hungering}
until we find the strength
to grow past
over-come
and finally reach
the spiral's end
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. 10/05/2003 Author's Note:
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inspired by the song Lateralus, by TOOL, in turn inspired by the Fibonacci Sequence (where each # is the sum of the two before it). Encouraged by Jadi.
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Additional thoughts inspired by Don's comment: You're not off base at all! I made very sure to leave the 'we' in this ambiguous (at first there were alternations between "I" and "you"), because I want the reader to take this representation, this tool, and make of it what they wish. It could be about someone else (lover, sibling, child, etc) or about another-self (anima, libido, past-self, etc). I used the sequence because it can be infinite (liberating) or repetitious (limiting). Hopefully, if i did it right, it is up to the reader to decide if the speaker in the poem is trapped or escapes at the end (is the poem describing what is literally happening or what the speaker hopes will happen?). The last two stanzas can be the speaker after a repose or a response to the speaker by the other. And the truth is Don, I didn't think all this out fully until I read and thought about your comment. Thank you. {m}
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Posted on 10/05/2003
Copyright © 2024 Richard Paez
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by JD Clay on 10/05/03 at 10:40 PM Seriatical poetry, malachi. Your metered verse is truly in touch with Nature as evidenced by the cyclical nature that meters each and every one of us. Steven Hawking may have finished in quantum mechanics, what Fibonacci started, setting Euclid's head aspinning. The title of your mathematical poem lends itself to the concept that we exit this complex life just as we entered. I can't help wondering what this might sound like when plugged in and cranked up. Do you sing? I sense a new band a brewin'. Maybe something like, Malachi and the Triskaidekaphobiac's.
Peace... |
| Posted by Alex Smyth on 10/06/03 at 02:17 AM It feels like a marbled sculpture, flowing, chisled, both warm and cool, one could keep circling and never choose a stopping point... |
| Posted by Cole Miller on 10/06/03 at 02:54 AM blows my mind.. this.. blows my mind... |
| Posted by Cathlyn Cartier on 10/06/03 at 02:57 AM I'm virtually at a loss for words... wonderfully written, inspired imagery, haunting... I'll be back to sample this one some more. |
| Posted by Don Coffman on 10/07/03 at 09:09 AM 'Amazing' seems to get used too much for describing excellent poetry, but I have to put it to use here. It's very fitting. I get so many different ideas and feelings from it; thinking of the mathematical sequence and how it could represent the sum of ourselves, of our past. I see the representation of life wanting to break out into something more meaningful. The end adds in the image of a lifelong love, a soulmate, always there. And hmm, in all this babbling I have no idea how much I'm missing, or how far off base from the intent I am, but it's certainly amazing. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/10/03 at 01:20 PM Evocative read, both message wise and visually Richard. Definitely worth a second and third going over in the hours, days ahead. |
| Posted by Jolie Jordan on 10/12/03 at 10:36 PM .........[insert someting here] *speechless*
p.s. I love that song |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 10/13/03 at 12:23 AM if only we could... find the way... eloquentely put and inspiring poetic form... a masterpiece of verse that speaks to the inner mathematician, poet and artist of us all... blessings... |
| Posted by Andrew S Adams on 12/29/03 at 09:32 PM i recall reading this once. i could not comprehend the words on the screen; i was just blown away and speechless by it. i wish that i were not an echo of everything before; but i cant help but be. this is a most amazing piece of work you have constructed. i am in awe. peace:a |
| Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 01/26/04 at 09:54 PM I was actually discussing the Fibonacci Sequence with someone when I first came across this. I really like how you have taken numbers, etc. and encorporated them into your poetry. (You have a binary one as well, yes?) It adds this interesting twist I've never seen before. |
| Posted by Frankie Sanchez on 07/07/05 at 04:28 AM this is beautiful. *and you will find me there / waiting for you / moist and newborn / reciting the mantra / always, forever and never forgotten / subliminal and saturnine / surviving and suffering / biding our lost time* ... just, wow... and bonus points for the tool reference... |
| Posted by Joseff Marat on 11/01/05 at 06:55 AM Interesting to say the least. I thought this was a bit Toolish. |
| Posted by Marianne Reddan on 05/06/07 at 04:58 AM this is great and really original |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 11/24/07 at 08:19 AM Such a beautiful poem on Fibonacci’s sequence! I love science and applied math! |
| Posted by Bertram Sparagmos on 09/30/12 at 05:23 PM All of the arching lines and dazzling chemical expressions that encompass the whole of existence, in the end, reduces to numbers... But is that really a reduction, or a transcendence? |
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