Nothing is lost in eternity

 In cosmic threads, where stars are bound, 

In ancient lore, where myths are crowned, 

In fleeting dreams, where hopes are wound, 

In endless time, all truths are found.

In the smothering gloom

 

Forms are metaphors

 

Math is a language, clear and bright, 

Describing forms in black and white. 

It's not the rule, but just a way, 

To see how bits and pieces play.

In every shape, in every line, 

Math shows the patterns, so combined. 

It's not magic, it's not odd, 

Just the cosmos, in a nod.

With numbers, we can see the ties, 

In every form, in every size. 

Math's one tool, one guiding light, 

To understand the whole delight.

What of constitutional responsibilities?

 

Is even a valid idea to put Maslow's Hierarchy next to our Constitution and compare them?

The Universal Declaration of Human Rights (Article 25) states that everyone has the right to a standard of living adequate for their health and well-being, which includes food, clothing, housing, and medical care.  It also emphasizes the right to necessary social services and security in the event of unemployment, sickness, disability, widowhood, old age, or other circumstances beyond one’s control.

Our constitution is long on rights, but short on responsibilities.  And thus we will eventually fail it. 

In a good marriage you fall...

 

Live in the moment as if...

 

As the sun dipped below the sea's crest, 

We toasted to living our best. 

"Live in the moment," we swore, 

"For there's no other, for sure

Unless having some more is your quest.

The Public Good

In lands where public good is strong, 

A thriving society gets along. 

With shared resources, all can rise, 

Beneath the same, unclouded skies.

But when "me first" takes the lead, 

It plants the seeds of selfish greed. 

The heart of tyranny beats loud, 

In shadows where the weak are cowed.

Inequality spreads its blight, 

As selfishness obscures the light. 

Exploitation takes its toll, 

On bodies, minds, and fragile souls.

Trust erodes, and bonds decay, 

As selfish acts lead hearts astray. 

Communities, once strong and tight, 

Fragment in the selfish night.

Moral values start to wane, 

As selfishness inflicts its pain. 

The earth itself begins to cry, 

As resources dwindle, dry.

Rights are claimed with loud demand, 

"I got mine," they proudly stand. 

But with rights come duties too, 

To care for others, me and you.

Yet, in our hearts, we know the truth, 

That interdependence is the proof. 

No one alone can truly stand, 

We're stewards of this shared land.

So let us strive for common good, 

In every field, in every wood. 

For public good's the lifeblood true, 

Of a society that thrives anew.