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I HONOR THE ESSENCE OF YOU:
A SOURCE OF UNIVERSES,
A SOURCE OF LIFE,
LOVE, TRUTH, PEACE,
CREATION and DESTRUCTION.
THE POWER THAT IS
YOU and ME and WE.
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Lawrence R. Spencer
2013
Poetry by Lawrence R. Spencer. Poetic nonsense by Lawrence R. Spencer and others. Haiku poems by Lawrence R. Spencer.
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I HONOR THE ESSENCE OF YOU:
A SOURCE OF UNIVERSES,
A SOURCE OF LIFE,
LOVE, TRUTH, PEACE,
CREATION and DESTRUCTION.
THE POWER THAT IS
YOU and ME and WE.
___________________
Lawrence R. Spencer
2013
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“Beauty is a form of genius–is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation.”
— Oscar Wilde —
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“I have been feeding pigeons, thousands of them, for years; thousands of them, for who can tell —
“But there was one pigeon, a beautiful bird, pure white with light gray tips on its wings; that one was different. It was a female. I would know that pigeon anywhere.”
“No matter where I was that pigeon would find me; when I wanted her I had only to wish and call her and she would come flying to me. She understood me and I understood her.
“Yes,” he replied to an unasked question. “Yes, I loved that pigeon, I loved her as a man loves a woman, and she loved me. When she was ill I knew, and understood; she came to my room and I stayed beside her for days. I nursed her back to health. That pigeon was the joy of my life. If she needed me, nothing else mattered. As long as I had her, there was a purpose in my life.”
“Then one night as I was lying in my bed in the dark, solving problems, as usual, she flew in through the open window and stood on my desk. I knew she wanted me; she wanted to tell me something important so I got up and went to her.
“As I looked at her I knew she wanted to tell me — she was dying. And then, as I got her message, there came a light from her eyes — powerful beams of light.
“Yes,” he continued, again answering an unasked question, “it was a real light, a powerful, dazzling, blinding light, a light more intense than I had ever produced by the most powerful lamps in my laboratory.
“When that pigeon died, something went out of my life. Up to that time I knew with a certainty that I would complete my work, no matter how ambitious my program, but when that something went out of my life I knew my life’s work was finished.”
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— From PRODIGAL GENIUS: The Life of Nikola Tesla by John J. O’Neill:
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“The delusion of Man is that reality is not an illusion. One who creates illusions and makes them more real than reality, follows the path of the spirit and finds the way of heaven.”
— Lao Tzu —