Just an Accident?

We dream, a universe exists, what shall we seek
This darkness never lasts forever, even if bleak
But dawn breaks and night fades into the light
Let this day begin with an awareness of life
If commonplace and mundane to some of us
Until we find any life elsewhere, it is unique
We choose to ignore what might be a miracle
Our flesh functions by biological determinant
All aspects of our form have particular functions
View it as a peculiar arrogance and assumptions
My flesh is alive, formed by accident or design

“Without culture, and the relative freedom it implies, society,
even when perfect, is but a jungle. This is why any authentic
creation is a gift to the future.”                          Albert Camus

The Perfection of the Perception of the Passage of Time

There in the clarity of the depth of winter cold
The mist and the frost rises from your breath
Clouds surround, as a cloak of white announces
Now appears your presence, as a sacred shroud
A divine moment, nature's purity is easy to perceive
You believe, realize that perfect is neither warm nor easy
So clear, pristine, unsullied making you think of Heaven
Realizing that you've no way to perceive of such a thing
The imagination of the creator must be wonderfully huge
In enormous depth, all thoughts new for such a dream
Creativity and originality are imagination in themselves
Far beyond small, limited, flesh bound human minds
But our creator gave us our context, memory, and ability
To perceive life go fleeting by, while we are passing time

“It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”
                                                                                   Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

Words confuse me

I cannot understand what they're saying
They keep speaking, desire my response
Staring into my eyes, expressing doubt
And yes, I might be an idiot, I'm no genius
But whatever they are saying, I am lost
Words speak life into magic possibilities
Still, if I am honest, I can't figure it out
I hear sounds, I see ardent people trying
And I'm without a clue about just what
I will remain silent, I have no words
I've lost my mind or never had one

Broken Ring of Steel

As the Black Cross invaded the land of the Red Star
Were mass dislocations of people, cities under seige
The Black Cross had goals in creating absolute war
For the violent, nationalist racist ideology and more
They conquer whoever opposed them, with killing
Which had a consequence of stealing living space
Establishing an empire, now filled with new slaves
All grain and energy resources then funneled home
As slaves labored in factories and government work
The Black Cross had to achieve certain victories first
And the Red Star had to fall, and refused to do so
Offered servitude or death, they'd refused to answer
Choosing to live for their people, or in doing so, die
Refusing to kneel before the Black Cross, standing
After almost 900 days, in 1944, Leningrad was free
Once the siege was broken, the Red Star would rise
A new world postwar, saw the Black Cross broken

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Losses

My eldest brother and only sister died in 2022.  I was forced to face losing the my first hero, who defended me, and was my assistant in finding my way through childhood.  I wrote his obituary.  Which will be posted below.  I can't say we were as close in the end as we had been, but I definitely loved him, never forgot what he meant to me, and with a father who was rather openly a favoritist towards my brother over me, my brother made certain I was loved, defended, and not blamed for things my dad would've easily blamed me for doing, when I had not.

Losing my sister was different. Not for the power in losing her, it hurt every bit as much.  But just as I loved her and loved my eldest brother, I'd only met her in 2017, due to my DNA family searching for me and finding me.  And I adored her and enjoyed every communication, but I only met her in person once, and that was a visit that will never be forgotten. It burned in irony for me, since I hadn't searched for my DNA family, and they did, but I received more people to love me as a result. Her husband Steve is awesome, so I do consider him a brother and my DNA brother Nate and I took time to understand one another, but before losing Denise, I came to love and appreciate Nate very much. But losing Denise is a loss for me that I can never replace.

BRONS WELLS NESS (July 24, 1961 - December 30, 2022)

Friend, Son, Brother, Husband, Father, Grandfather

It is a truism that all who live will one day die. It isn’t unusual to lose those we love. But in losing Brons Ness many have felt the person lost was unique, bright, and generous with kindness and humor.  In the early 2000s, he’d had a couple heart attacks, but they did not seem to slow him down, not for long anyway.

He was born and after being adopted to first time parents, lived in Northeast Minneapolis. He gained a brother in 1963 also by adoption. The early days there were filled with play, sliding down the snow covered steps to the back yard, and he was always the Batman to his brother the Robin.

His family moved to a town in Wisconsin, Port Edwards, where his interests developed and grew in photography, basketball, band and other extracurricular activities. His family moved before his senior year and he graduated at Neillsville WI, High School in 1979.

He found different work, and activities, but finally settled at Gross Common Carrier, in Madison and LaCrosse. Then moved on to Tomah where he worked at Holland Truck. And he worked at New Lisbon Correctional Institution 2015-2022
 
In Tomah, he met and married Diane Doeslaere Ness and added to his life her children:
Drew Salvino (& Sarah Caito)
Arisa Colburn (& Shawn Verthein)

He has three granddaughters: Bristol, Aleiah and Finlei

Brons loved people and being active, group activities, and talking
He had a love of guns and teaching people how to shoot, gun safety being significant.
Member of Bear Bluff ATV/UTV club -we loved riding together!
He loved his 5 seat UTV, and he purchased it so that he'd be able to
fit all his precious granddaughters in for rides.

He was predeceased by his parents, and is survived in his adoptive family by his brother Alex Ness and wife Beth, and their son Jonathan Ness.  His loss will be felt by all, but there is hope in our hearts for the promises of our faith for the life in the beyond.

self hate

A moment and my lips betray me
I regret that people think I'm crazy
Foolish words, an idiocy pains me
I have nothing, yes I'm that fool
I'm the one with brain splatters
And yes, my brain has shattered
Yes, now I know I'm nothing
I know my words are cruel
Without a mind, random
My toxic tongue is a liar

Falling through an alien sky

A collision between our ship and an asteroid
Our craft was without oxygen, a broken hull
In near planet orbit, we lost our hull integrity
As we abandoned ship, all prayed to survive
We dropped through the atmosphere, slowing
Two of our crew landed, safely, of the twelve
To be rescued, we've no way of knowing?
On a completely alien (to us) planet
Without rescue, we'll be damned
Will there be anyone left?

Residue of Imperial Power

The stars are our guide, a return to our ancestral roots
We are a nomadic people, trekking across the galaxy
Neither lost nor charting a defined course, we wander
Our homes are gone, our memories have been burned
Planets of our alliance have all been lost in a nova star
Caravans of survivors, all remnants of a proud empire
The death of our empire traumatic, lost in galactic fire
We are the few, we are the living memory of a land
Without awareness of the future, we struggle
We have no choice, but we are determined
To begin again, to provide for our children

Earth and More

When the world is considered, it's beautiful, complex, and dangerous
We the humans of this world have a calling to reach beyond our earth
We knew what space is, long before we could ever have traveled there
When the greatest scholars of the ancient times looked into the stars
Seeing more than lights on a black veil, they even named the planets
We should never quell our inner attraction to space, we long to know

“Orbiting Earth in the spaceship, I saw how beautiful our planet is. People,
let us preserve and increase this beauty, not destroy it!”          Yuri Gagarin

Luna 1

It was sent to space trying to reach the moon
The Soviet scientists tried to stake the claim
That the Soviet education system was elite
But they then failed, never finding the target
Luna 1 didn't perform as it was programmed
But in a world of potential nuclear exchange
Reaching space was our great peaceful task
If the race to reach the moon was relentless
It was a nonviolent way to prove ideologies

“It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold
the body of the Moon.”           Galileo Galilei