Archive for December, 2011
By Adam J. Pearson Figure 1.1 The Eagle Nebula, an interstellar cloud of dust, hydrogen gas, helium gas and other ionized gases in which stars are formed. For a long time, I was sure that I experienced the physical universe arising in awareness, with awareness being more fundamental than the world of physical forms we experience. [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson Whether I am happy or unhappy signifies absolutely nothing. A vast universe in which I am but an insignificant speck whirls around me, indifferent to my human plight. I live only for a flickering nanosecond in the grand river of time. And when I am dead and gone, nothing significant will [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson A poem can roar What a line of prose cannot. It reaches into depths of inner feeling Like a bucket in a deep, dark well And draws up waters that nourish And electrify. A poem can marry Striking images in verse And tell of the tree of hatred Watered by flames, [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson Running, rushing everywhere Desperate fingers reaching out Straining for something, anything A rope in the free-fall A life preserver in the drowning. What happens when we lose touch With our deepest, dearest values? With that sacred core within us From which we vowed we’d never stray? What happens when we are [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson Lark’s call Grey sky Hearts fall Sharp cry Sweet kiss Bus ride Dead wish Inside Stone hard Sunbeam Graveyard Lost dream Bright eyes Deep blue Soft sighs Debut Her love Bright white Light dove Dark night His heart Jet black Lost part Off track Earthquake Light snow Glass break Grass grows [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson Fleet fingers trace loose spirals through the sea, Looping lines that bloom and dissipate Like airplane contrails in blue sky. Toes twinkle as legs linger off of docks, Carefree and limber in the cozy warmth of summer. Everything drifts, everything floats, everything lifts– Look and see how the glare of the [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson In the silence of a cold afternoon, Tears flow out, like crystal rivers, From pained eyes. A boy nurses a rifted heart, As errors drift, like specters, Through his mind. Over the aching boy, The black world looms, Like a desolate wasteland. But outside his window, Light white snowflakes drift, Peaceful, [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson Fig 1.1: A truth tree from sentential logic. Truth trees are a way of demonstrating that sentences of a certain form can be logically derived from other sentences. A common misconception is that there are such things as ‘valid sentences’ and ‘invalid beliefs’ in logic. This misconception is a product of [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson There are many elitists definitions of literature, but when it comes down to it, literature is simply the art of the written work. To say that literature is only those great works of art that engage profound issues that make you think deeply is like saying that music is only the [ READ MORE ]
By Adam J. Pearson Excessive jealousy and clinginess in a relationship reveal more about the person who is feeling them than they do about their partner. These feelings are born out of a desperate, selfish need to hold onto and control the other person. This self-centered controlling tendency is antithetical to the spirit of authentic love. [ READ MORE ]
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