Overlapping Images [revised] Poem by Margaret Alice Second

Sending out positive signals to attract affirmative events
works if being reassured makes one see ‘good’ things,
if it changes the world intrinsically its quite irrelevant, the
results are the same; time became thick treacle today,
heavy eyelids, doing research, I rallied,

Went out with my lucky Fedora, greeted happy Thelma
from security, laughed with Sharon from IT and fatigue
was gone, movement, enthusiasm fixed my gyroscope,
sailed on, bought wafers all flavours strawberry, vanilla
and chocolate, munching right through Burundi, a small

Country next to the Congo, pictures of drummers in white
and blue - kicking up dust - holding drums high; marched
to the car, found Pratchett’s Disc-world book on hell as a
bureaucracy illustrated by Josh Kirby, laughed; pictures
of the Tezumen, the devil in a modern red suit,

Seething because the gods spurned the cocktail party
he organised to show them goodwill and peace on earth -
or at least he thought so, sort of - I’m still laughing, a
marvelous surprise - now I know intrinsically how the
world splits when we go back in time:

Every change sends events in a different direction, then
different places and times meet up, flow together again
overlapping images creating holograms, choices made
in one world are changed in the next existing in the
same space and time, both mirroring each other

Like strings of pearls in Indra’s heaven!

23 October 2013



[ORIGINAL: ]

Sending out positive signals to attract positive events
works - whether being positive makes one recognise
good things or changes the world intrinsically is quite
beside the point, result is the same, time became thick
treacle this morning, heavy eyelids, doing research

I rallied, went out with my lucky Fedora, greeted happy
Thelma from security, laughed with Sharon from IT and
gone the fatigue, movement and enthusiasm fixed my
gyroscope, sailing on, bought wafers all flavours straw-
berry, vanilla and chocolate, munching right through

Burundi, a small country next to the Congo, pictures of
drummers in white and blue - kicking up dust - holding
drums high; marched to the car, found Pratchett’s Disc-
world book on hell as a bureaucracy illustrated by Josh
Kirby and I laughed, pictures of the Tezumen

The devil in a modern red suit, seething because the
gods spurned the cocktail party he organised to show
them goodwill and peace on earth - sort of - I’m still
laughing, it’s a marvelous surprise, now I know how
the world splits when we go back in time:

Every change sends events in a different direction then
different places and times meet up, flow together again
overlapping images creating holograms, choices made
in one world are changed in the next existing in the
same space and time, both mirroring each other

Like strings of pearls in Indra’s heaven!

23 October 2013