John Prophet

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John Prophet commented on Frank Hornby .'s poem, CHRISTMAS TIME... on Jan 24, 2025 at 12:28pm.
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Leon Veneman commented on John Prophet's poem, Delusion on Dec 24, 2024 at 2:28am.
Leon Veneman commented on John Prophet's poem, Empty Vessel on Dec 15, 2024 at 8:13am.
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Christopher Russon commented on John Prophet's poem, The Scene on Aug 07, 2023 at 8:40am.
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Baked

poem by John Prophet

It’s all baked, baked into the equation. Human civilization genetically organized. Organized as prescribed in DNA. DNA code. The code that controls who, what we are, what we do. Procreation, self pres... Read more

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Resonance

poem by John Prophet

Time, one big orb. Past. Present. Future. all touch all connect passing information around. As decisions occur, new future outcomes are created. A new future you is born. Information of the new future you, your fut... Read more

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Engrams

poem by John Prophet

They came from within. Predetermined embryos, coded, inserted, born. Grew to the world they now inhabit. Learning at the granular level. Observed, information stored for future study. Years pass, totally Integrated... Read more

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Quantum Mix

poem by John Prophet

Quantum mix, mist, cloud. Undulations of uncertainty. Information. Instantly projecting. Underpinning classical spacetime. Different dimension, level. Different laws. Cloud mechanics. Different rules. Information flo... Read more

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Contemplations

poem by John Prophet

Contemplations. Inside and outside. Here to there. Contemplation. Outside world. What’s seen. Observed. Nature of things. Why things are? Much to mull. Yet finite. Inside world. Within the mind. Connected, yet ap... Read more

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Veil

poem by John Prophet

We have been taught. We have been programed. The veil grows thicker over our eyes. Our senses are limited. We see very little. Remove the veil. Think past what you were taught. Break the cocoon you’ve been ... Read more

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Deep

poem by John Prophet

Deep into the bowels of existence I look. Deep into time. Deep into substance. Deep into reality I stare. Others stare back. Others looking. Throughout time. Others looking for answers. Answers into why. Why is t... Read more

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Govern

poem by John Prophet

Is what we do all there is? Do we create the universe in our minds? Are our ways the only ways? Are the ways of this world the only ways of sentient existence? Are we the crucible for future Univer... Read more

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Little Minds

poem by John Prophet

Look into their eyes. Eager, wanting to know. Wanting to know what they got themselves into. Fresh faces, years before the first wrinkle. Blank slates hanging on our every word. Each time, a clean slate ... Read more

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End Of Time

poem by John Prophet

I see a place with starless skies. I see a dark smooth world endlessly afloat in the black, its star long since blinked out. Covered with small closely spaced geodesic domes. Geodesic domes all interconnected, al... Read more

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Immersions

poem by John Prophet

Immersed in a medium. As figures in a painting. Limited in nature. Rules must be followed. Like an aquarium or a terrarium. Movement limited. Finite in nature. The medium inhabited, fluid. The medium four D... Read more

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Mona Lisa

poem by John Prophet

See the Mona Lisa, now reverse the flow. Her image fading away. In flows through the brush then straight to the arm, past neural pathways, beaming back to the brain. Chemicals flow, electricity sparks. Poof, t... Read more

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Horizon

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

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Always

poem by John Prophet

How it changes as time flows on. All that we know we discover we don’t. More knowledge begets less understanding. I dance on a precipice. The edge of knowledge knowing I’ll never reall... Read more

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Nomad

poem by John Prophet

Gazing out into space, into infinity. I wander, my mind wanders. I see vistas. New, different vistas to explore. Where have I been? Where will I go? Light fades. Existence vaporizers, leaving this realm for the ... Read more

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Speck

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

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Horizon

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

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Hot Summer Night

poem by John Prophet

Crickets sounding their enchanting sound. Peeper choruses from the pond, finely tuned, while Bullfrogs barup their baritone song. Swooping bats devouring, warm breezes dancing. Owl hoots deep in the woods. Coyotes h... Read more

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Ascent

poem by John Prophet

Ascent of mankind. From the deep forest of Europe, to the Serengeti in Africa. Man evolved. From the great cities of Europe through the deep cultures of Asia. Good vs Evil. Rocket fuel propelling things along.... Read more

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Creator

poem by John Prophet

Is there a God? Big question! I do not know. No one knows. I do know, however, there is a creator. I look around, what do I see? I see things, created things. I see created things. A creator does not ... Read more

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Fog

poem by John Prophet

Immersed in fog are we. Spirits moving. Moving in uncertainty. Sprung up from fog. Basic reality quantum uncertain. Sprung up from nothing, nothing at all. Spirits are we, spring up from, then falling back into noth... Read more

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Game

poem by John Prophet

We who walk this world, who are now alive. Trapped! We are trapped. Trapped in ourselves, trapped on this rock. We live, we think, we die. What to do? What do we do while we’re here? Trapped in our exist... Read more

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Metamorphosis

poem by John Prophet

It will be painful, generational. Hard to keep up. The old will resist fight the loss of their world. Change will be blinding, the fabric of civilization fraying turning to dust. Everything known will be ob... Read more

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Pushback

poem by John Prophet

Jockeying for position. Defining pecking order. Defining power. Sea of motion. Pushing for control, supremacy. Carving out a place for survival. Quagmire of resistance. Humanities dance of existence. Has always ... Read more

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Designed

poem by John Prophet

Look around. A world designed. Billions of years in the making. Fine tuned, made perfect. Flowing water. Warm temperatures. Sustainable. Look around a world designed. All things made came from Gaia. All things ... Read more

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Soul

poem by John Prophet

Souls. Countless souls have past this way. Appearing out of nowhere. Heading to the same. Volume of spacetime inhabited. Briefly. Morphing biology. Evolving matter, energy. Orb of genesis spinning in oblivi... Read more

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Singularity

poem by John Prophet

The other side. It happened. In a flash. Event horizon crossed. Singularity A.I melding. Brains connected, all connected. Gaia born, global brain, intelligence all connected uploaded. Cloud, all now live in the c... Read more

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Contour

poem by John Prophet

Beyond the seeable. It awaits. Around the bend it hides, plotting. Over the horizon the trend disappears, where unknowable resides. Today, not guaranteeing tomorrow, not resembling the soon to be. Trave... Read more

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4 AM

poem by John Prophet

4 AM Tough time. Dark time. Ghost haunting. Haunting the recesses the private places. Places where thoughts are born. Mistakes magnified, circling overhead. Regrets gnawing. Gnawing at the soul. The silent time.... Read more

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I Fear Not

poem by John Prophet

As I leave this world, I worry not. I’ll simply move on to the next. I’ve been to many places will be to many more. What we see is not all there is. Realms upon realms there truly be. Existence ... Read more

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Energy Fields

poem by John Prophet

Energy fields. Matter, energy, opposite sides of same. One to the other, then back again. Oscillation, frequency, pulsating energy fields. Endless seas. Energy seas. Material realms. Virtual realms. One in th... Read more

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Tossed

poem by John Prophet

Into the world tossed. We are tossed. No say, no say at all. Landing, eyes open. Anywhere, anyone, anytime. No say. Tossed into reality. How many times? How many places? How many challenges to face, endure? How... Read more

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Soul

poem by John Prophet

How deep? How long? Looking. Looking Into your soul. How long dare you stare? How deep before you are lost? Lost in It’s infinity. Will you return changed. Will you return at all dare you go too de... Read more

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The Well

poem by John Prophet

The mind. Like a well. Thoughts, ideas materialize filling up the space. Creative ideas taking root grow leafing out. Nooks and crannies bulging ripe with fruit. Needing to be released, released to a diffe... Read more

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Power

poem by John Prophet

Religion is power, control, nothing more. Talking to God. Great power! In the name of God. Power to control. Power to build. Great cathedrals. Power to destroy. Populations eradicated. Control the masses. Subjug... Read more

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Essence

poem by John Prophet

When the body crumbles, where does the essence go? Does it simply dissipate, disappear into the ether? Ethereal in nature, never to return? Does it move to a different realm, existing in another form? ... Read more

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Existence

poem by John Prophet

Everything will die. Then what’s the point? What’s the point to life? Why life? Why live at all? I think therefore I die. Was I here to learn, to experience? Was I here by chance, kismet? I... Read more

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Hand

poem by John Prophet

Hand on the wall, creation complete. Mouth full of pigment, sprayed on the hand. Artist signature for the eons to observe. I was here the artist shouts out. You don’t know who I am, but, I was he... Read more

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Scraggly

poem by John Prophet

Scraggly old man I be. Many years behind me now. Scraggly old man I be. Toil, hard work, back breaking work only thing I’ve ever known. Scraggly old man I be. Children born all grown up, grandchildren ... Read more

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Coded

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