"the ever expanding....EGO!!!"

[goldenrod]

A star exploded
at the precise moment
of my first breath,
on the day that I was born,
but no one on Earth knew,
had the slightest idea,
that it had lost its form!

A million years must pass away
before any here, will see,
that one-gun,
Super-Nova novel salute,
that the heavens
afforded...ME!


goldenrod.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Watch out for any of the several black holes that lie ahead of you!

[goldenrod]

I will Prince...want to go through the white holes at the other ends into new universes!

BTW...

You were wondering from whence my moniker came, see below...


"I've got a pocketful of dreams."

Sung by Bing Crosby

- words by John Burke, music by James V. Monaco

- Johnny Burke wrote this song around an expression he overheard Bing using. Bing recorded the song May 23, 1938, with John Scott Trotter's Orchestra, and before summer's end it was nestled in the No. 1 position on the pop music charts. The song remained in the top position for four weeks, and stayed on the charts for 17.

"Pocketful of Dreams" was written for the Paramount movie "Sing You Sinners" starring Bing Crosby, Fred MacMurray, Ellen Drew and Donald O'Connor.

Happiness comes with success
And that I guess is true
But success is more or less
A point of view

I'm no millionaire
But I'm not the type to care
'Cause I've got a pocketful of dreams

It's my universe
Even with an empty purse
'Cause I've got a pocketful of dreams

I wouldn't take the wealth of Wall Street For a road where nature trods
And I calculate that
I'm worth my weight In *goldenrods*

Lucky, lucky me
I can live in luxury
'Cause I've got a pocketful of dreams


goldenrod.:)

[ampoule]

Ha...and here I was picturing you casting a silver line from your goldenrod into the crystal clear cold Canadian waters and always pulling in a winner, just like THIS one.

[goldenrod]

(ampoule)

Why is the truth always so much more mundane than our conceptions?!;(


goldenrod.

[blazeofglory]

A star exploded
at the precise moment
of my first breath,
on the day that I was born,
but no one on Earth knew,
had the slightest idea,
that it had lost its form!

A million years must pass away
before any here, will see,
that one-gun,
Super-Nova novel salute,
that the heavens
afforded...ME!


goldenrod.

This is beautifully sculpted and I like the way you started with the very first explosion and how things developed into the things that are today, of course evolutionarily.

[bacchante]

:thumbs_up

[goldenrod]

(blazeofglory)

This poem is based on a short story concerning a lack of faith due to the, supposed, godly initiation of a nova, which destroyed inhabited planets. The purpose for creatng the nova? To guide "The Three Wise Men."

goldenrod.

[goldenrod]

(bacchante)


Quote:

"Ah gentle, fleeting, wavering sprite,
Friend and associate of this clay
To what unknown region borne,
Wilt thou now wing thy distant flight ?
No more with wonted humour gay,
But pallid, cheerless, and forlorn."


goldenrod.