Please consider this a “musical” moment and not a “senior” moment!
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Your rearranging actually sounds pleasurable except for the heavy lifting and all the chords. I need to do the same thing in our “office,” but the “pressure” of other, more pleasurable things keeps interfering!

Hang in there, it’s only gonna get worse! Maybe if you lower your expectations? )
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I agree with your comments about the notion of colonizing other planets – as if that’s a possibility in anyone’s lifespan. If one of the Republican contenders should make it to the White House, it will be all over for us anyway as he doesn’t believe in the greatest threat the earth is currently facing. As if Global Warming is a matter of “belief.”
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I’ll bet this was fun. I play a bit of piano and always enjoy hearing a real pro. Gotta wonder, though, what this woman was doing – with that finger awaggin’ it almost looks like she’s lecturing him about something.

What I write next is off the top of my head and I refuse to defend it!

Re your question: Magic and “mystery” as used in my poem refer to supernatural forces. There is a natural “mystery” in the world in that there are some things for which we, as yet, have no answers. The end of our lives is a mystery in that no one knows if life continues in some form. Many would like to believe that even though all evidence points to the contrary.

The universe is still a mystery in that there remain many unexplained questions. But scientists keep finding answers to these questions every day. In fact, we know now we are merely one of many, maybe thousands of universes. Science does not speak to a creator of these universes and there is no information regarding such.

So far as “mystery” needing a creator…well, not so. In fact, as Victor Stengel and others have shown there is nothing in the universe that requires a creator. In fact, everything is as it should be if there were no creator.

Some folks like to think of emotions and/or feelings or beauty as a “mystery,” and that’s OK but that’s not what I meant.

OK, that’s enough philosophy/theology this morning.

The last thing I’d say is don’t get too “literal” with my poetry, as I am an unlicensed poet and liable to say lots of things that are even a mystery to me!
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Enjoyed your poem! And because it dealt with something mysterious I was prodded to write the following which I shall post on Creative Confections shortly! Merci!

The Mystery

There are times
When it would seem
A mystery hovers in the void
To make it’s presence known
In ways both banal
And profound
Before my eyes of stone.

You see, I don’t believe
In magic or in mystery
Nor in the grand delusion
Of gods up in the sky
Their nosy noses protruding
Knife-like, slicing up the lives
Of people of the earth –

The sons and daughters of
A spartan evolution
A momentary rebirth
Which all too soon
Collapses into mystery itself –
The uncomprehending
And uncaring, often cruel
Universe.

Copyright © 2012 by Lowell A. Anderson
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