Posts Tagged ‘Intelligence’



Credit: NASA, ESA, and L. Lamy (Observatory of Paris, CNRS, CNES)

Mysterious planet
Ever blue
Signs of sentience
For the few

So near and yet
So far apart
You hide from eyes
Your distant heart

Rolling onward
At a pace
Rings and moons
Adorn your space

The Sun for me
One shining bright
For you a star
In the night

Two together
Joined somehow
By the light
Here and now



1. Uranus auroras glimpsed from Earth
2. Hubble Spots Aurorae on the Planet Uranus


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The peace one is seeking is already inside, in the harmonious functioning of the body

A light that shines so very bright
that turns to day the darkest night
burns deep inside what I call mine;
no thought has it to tow the line.

It seems somehow I can connect
with one not wayward or correct,
but driven onward to survive,
to reproduce and stay alive.

How is it that things go astray?
What emptiness is there at play
that draws me to wish and take stock,
to strike out and to run amok;

to rein in one that was born free,
to halt the gallop, blind to see?
Its movement leaves me far behind
midst cold illusions, man defined.

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One gets an education
To learn a thing or two
Some will become the clever clogs
‘I know it all, don’t you?’

Who gain a first or second
To research, teach, dictate
Upon the board behind the pawns
The moves meant to checkmate.

Spout as someone of letters
Or conjure with the mind
Something of scientific worth
That had lain undefined.

We aid thought in its conquest
Of Nature’s mysteries
And help build up the walls of fear
Protecting histories

By squeezing information
Beyond the membrane’s skin
Into the hearts of waiting cells
To nestle there within

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Carefree I of mad intent
Crossing fingers, heaven sent
Fleeing from hot breath of souls
Changing ways and digging holes
Cartwheels turning creaking down
Muddied tracks to one such town
Fresh the air that breathes inside
Filling spaces long denied
Creatures watch with whispers wild
Calling to this lonely child
Sun sinks now behind the eyes
Into calm and emptied skies
Carefree I of mad intent
Crossing fingers, heaven sent

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Scientists are puzzled by the amount of water being detected on the Moon

Water, water, everywhere
Yes, even on the Moon
Perhaps the smallest asteroid
Could fill at least a spoon
It’s puzzling to some I hear
Those who are paid to know
Our Solar System’s history
How pale has turned their glow

Water, water, everywhere
Oft in disguises found
As vapour, ice, on many shores
Above and under ground
It seems the universe when young
Or very long ago
Had water in abundance too
As telescopes now show

Water, water, everywhere
So life in countless ways
Must fill the nooks and crannies and
Out on strange landscapes gaze
Earth gives us with its myriad forms
A clue to what lies there
Beyond imagination’s grasp
A universe to share

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A presenter of a television programme on the origin and structure of the Earth called the regions below its crust the “Earth Machine”, which set me thinking.

Beneath our feet, far down below,
lies one surrounded by a glow,
of iron made the experts say;
the “Earth Machine” turns on its way.

Created, born, who now would know?
A sentience, perhaps to grow,
a mother to her creatures all,
unrecognised behind the wall.

Life ever outside Thought’s domain,
untouched by those who would earn fame
dissecting to uncertainty
a world “out there” that none can see.

Infinite diversity,
an awesome, grand miscellany:
the planets, moons, and others there
within the Sun’s grasp and its glare.

I reach down deep and try to sense
the emanations rising hence
from one unfeeling, most presume,
emerged but from a different womb.

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Image taken by the Mars Global Surveyor of a (building sized) monolith found on Phobos, a moon of the planet Mars

A fantasy on exploration of the solar system

On Mercury we’ve lived through a Sun rise
We’ve trudged through the sand dunes of Mars
We’ve stumbled through firestorms on Venus
Strange landscapes here under the stars

We’ve dived into oceans of giants
Flown inside their shepherded rings
From Jupiter out to far Neptune
On moons we’ve seen wonderful things

We’ve found an abundance of life forms
Each world has a number for sure
Intelligence, sentience, prospers
Some clearly defined, some obscure

It seems there were older explorers
Who left traces that we have found
Their monuments standing like statues
And habitats built underground

We’ve seen man’s intentions to follow
To seek out his fortune in space
His self-centredness might soon be tested
If he meets the ones of our race

Interesting and detailed descriptions of Solar System objects can be found at nineplanets.org. A few details I found especially fascinating are reproduced below, with thanks.


Mercury has no moons.
This fact and the high eccentricity of Mercury’s orbit would produce very strange effects for an observer on Mercury’s surface. At some longitudes, the observer would see the Sun rise and then gradually increase in apparent size as it slowly moved toward the zenith. At that point, the Sun would stop, briefly reverse course, and stop again before resuming its path toward the horizon and decreasing in apparent size. All the while, the stars would be moving three times faster across the sky. Observers at other points on Mercury’s surface would see different but equally bizarre motions.


Venus has no moons.
Venus’ rotation is somewhat unusual in that it is both very slow (243 Earth days per Venus day, slightly longer than Venus’ year) and retrograde (clockwise – Jan). In addition, the periods of Venus’ rotation and of its orbit are synchronized such that it always presents the same face toward Earth when the two planets are at their closest approach. Whether this is a resonance effect (due to gravitational interaction – Jan) or merely a coincidence is not known.


Mars has two moons.
Mars has some of the most highly varied and interesting terrain of any of the terrestrial planets, some of it quite spectacular:

Olympus Mons: the largest mountain in the Solar System rising 24 km (78,000 ft.) above the surrounding plain. Its base is more than 500 km in diameter and is rimmed by a cliff 6 km (20,000 ft) high.
Tharsis: a huge bulge on the Martian surface that is about 4000 km across and 10 km high.
Valles Marineris: a system of canyons 4000 km long and from 2 to 7 km deep (top of page);
Hellas Planitia: an impact crater in the southern hemisphere over 6 km deep and 2000 km in diameter.


Jupiter has 63 known moons (as of Feb 2004).
The Great Red Spot (GRS) has been seen by Earthly observers for more than 300 years (its discovery is usually attributed to Cassini, or Robert Hooke in the 17th century). The GRS is an oval about 12,000 by 25,000 km, big enough to hold two Earths. Other smaller but similar spots have been known for decades. Infrared observations and the direction of its rotation indicate that the GRS is a high-pressure region whose cloud tops are significantly higher and colder than the surrounding regions. Similar structures have been seen on Saturn and Neptune. It is not known how such structures can persist for so long.


Saturn has 53 named moons (as of spring 2010).
Saturn’s rings are extraordinarily thin: though they’re 250,000 km or more in diameter, they’re less than one kilometre thick. Despite their impressive appearance, there’s really very little material in the rings — if the rings were compressed into a single body it would be no more than 100 km across. The ring particles seem to be composed primarily of water ice, but they may also include rocky particles with icy coatings.
Some of the moons, the so-called “shepherding satellites” are clearly important in keeping the rings in place.


Uranus has 27 named moons.
Most of the planets spin on an axis nearly perpendicular to the plane of the ecliptic (the Earth’s orbit – Jan) but Uranus’ axis is almost parallel to the ecliptic. At the time of Voyager 2’s passage, Uranus’ south pole was pointed almost directly at the Sun. This results in the odd fact that Uranus’ polar regions receive more energy input from the Sun than do its equatorial regions. Uranus is nevertheless hotter at its equator than at its poles. The mechanism underlying this is unknown.


Neptune has 13 known moons.
Neptune’s blue colour is largely the result of absorption of red light by methane in the atmosphere but there is some additional as-yet-unidentified constituent, which gives the clouds their rich blue tint.
Neptune has rapid winds confined to bands of latitude and large storms or vortices. Neptune’s winds are the fastest in the solar system, reaching 2000 km/hour – mechanism unknown.

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The answer must be complicatedly simple

Is there matter dark and light?
How far is the distant night
Finite but unbounded
And bounding on in strides
Or infinite but bounded
With ever-moving tides?

Birth and death, invention
Unlimited by time
The variations conjure
Of structures most sublime

Thought ever somersaulting
Mind-bending gravity
A pulling, pushing, twirling
In Einstein’s cavity

Expansion out of nowhere
To somewhere undefined
Life’s effervescent fountain
Contained but unconfined

Creation without purpose
Intelligence denied
Unknown far out from zero
In futures that collide

‘All is and always will be’
The stars they seem to say
‘The way it always has been’
‘An ordered disarray’

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While on one of my infrequent expeditions into the deeper recesses of my book collection, I came across a title I’d read years ago written by Castaneda about his adventures with the Mexican sorcerer don Juan Matus. Whether fact or fiction (“experts” were particularly critical, which is often a positive sign), the ideas presented remain intriguing and are still in line with modern theories of psychology, quantum mechanics, and cosmology.

Quoted from the book “The Eagle’s Gift”:

I am already given to the power that rules my fate.
And I cling to nothing, so I will have nothing to defend.
I have no thoughts, so I will see.
I fear nothing, so I will remember myself.
Detached and at ease,
I will dart past the Eagle to be free.

Our planet, home to many worlds
inhabited by others than
we humans with our pride of place;
the hidden portals hide each race.

Man not alone but blind to see
expansions of reality
where others in strange ways survive
intelligently they contrive.

Our bodies but a carriage hence
to soar as eagles we must learn
the secret of detachment from
desires to which most still succumb.

When all illusion of the self
has gone can Nature intertwine
to cast away the chains that bind
and free the being of the mind.

Those who have eyes that see with power
gained on the path, the warrior’s way
with ancient knowledge as their guide
can find the place where gods reside.

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The ash from Grimsvotn seen now dimly over the Netherlands leads to wonder and speculation

To weakly grey the sunny sky
thin clouds of ash drift slowly by
cooled now so far from island home
beneath the glacier’s icy dome

where fire and water meet to show
the power of that which lies below.
Its rivers glide and flow to sea
as if away from what might be.

The pores upon the planet’s skin
release the tensions born within
a sentience waking from its sleep
perhaps some rendezvous to keep.

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I look out on the universe
With eyes that make me see
I am one of so many
On to infinity

The co called “heat death” of the universe, a final stage of development where energy is evenly distributed throughout it, could be countered by an intelligent component that maintains a higher average energy level through forcing mechanisms, which some term “Intelligent Design”.

When one considers the enormous complexity of universal structure, and the fact that creation and destruction are taking place everywhere in the universe on many different scales, it seems to me unlikely that such dynamism would apply only to its components for a “limited” period.

In other words, the second law of thermodynamics, which states that the level of disorder in the universe is steadily increasing so that systems tend to move from ordered behaviour to more random behaviour, might apply only on certain scales. After all, the law derives from a prevailing deterministic view of universal development based on scientific observation and research done here on Earth.
Intuitively, one might expect intelligence to be an indestructible property of the smallest components of the universe in order for it to regulate development on all scales, a relationship suggested by that of the human body and its cells. According to this research, results of experiments suggest that mammalian cells, indeed, possess intelligence.

A revealing and interesting discussion site on this and many other topics by Professor Steven Dutch can be found here. It’s worth a visit.

This piece I found worth quoting:

“If something looks complex enough to be of intelligent design, one possible interpretation is always that it is of intelligent design. It may not be, but in the absence of disconfirming evidence, intelligent design is always a viable hypothesis. We can say that it’s not the only possible explanation, maybe even that it’s not the most likely explanation, but it’s extremely hard to dismiss the idea entirely. Intelligent design is always a possible interpretation of any sufficiently complex object.”

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Unfortunately, the mirror can’t be made to shatter. At some degree of insight it just happens.

When once the mirror shatters
No more can it reflect
The trials and tribulations
Of one who can’t connect

The separation’s over
No space or time exists
Constructions of the mindset
That of all truths consists

A calm, no expectation
All lines are open here
Alert for all incoming
No more misled by fear

Free from the whispers guiding
Where all is fantasy
Back on the road to nowhere
But now with eyes to see.

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The world inside
Similar it’s true
To those
That others dream
But different too

A universe
Formed by and filled
With entities of Thought
Can only be
Not that created
But a reverie

A robot had a programme
Deep inside
That showed Creation
As to it applied
And from this programme’s bits
It wrought another
With deep inside
What made it then
A brother

You out there!
I’m calling to you now
Make plain your vowed intentions
Show your face
That I may glimpse at last
The power divine
So I will no more need
You to define

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The world’s not made of atoms
Complete with sticky bits
They’re just a mask for others
That I call Little Wits

A Little Wit does wonders
It sees through you and me
And views the world around it
With calculated glee

It conjures plain to lavish
It creates, hates renewal
And gladly joins with others
To break most every rule

When those who worship science
Discover Little Wit
It might bring some surprises
And cheer us up a bit


Strangely, after writing this I came across the following play written in the sixteenth century by John Redford, a vicar-choral at St. Paul’s Cathedral in 1534, entitled:
The play of Wit and Science
It concerns a marriage between Wit and Science.

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It seems time to draw the conclusions
The days for research are too few
Thought’s forcing its will on another
A new brain with no point of view

It’s been quite a road leading nowhere
A dead end when all’s said and done
The Universe smiles at my battles
To win what could never be won

But something inside forges onwards
Traversing the wall that denies
A passage to pure understanding
An end to the false truths and lies

Perhaps it will still find an entrance
A doorway that leads to the light
But hope dwindles as it progresses
Now I have withdrawn from the fight

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In wonderment of all creatures great and small, including those that don’t move around

I’m talking to those living wild,
which some no doubt find strange,
with voice to transmit kindness
if they perceive its range.

So far, there’s been no answering word,
just looks from peering eyes
and motionless inspection,
intentions to surmise.

The sounds they make enter my ears
and fascinate it’s true,
but nothing like a message
has yet found its way through.

I wonder each time our paths cross:
what do they see in me,
a creature out of balance
that still a threat can be?

And when I help relieve distress
do they then recognise
an action without motive
from one of no disguise?

Do joy and sorrow plague their lives?
Does thought rule every day
or are they free in quietness
to follow Nature’s way?

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Photo courtesy Mayalilie

Oh wondrous creature, hearts delight,
take my yearnings now in your talons strong.
Fly, fly winged warrior into those heights unknown
o’er mountain peaks, and sunken valleys wide,
snow-specked green, leaving all sighs behind.
Sever the ties of an ever aging hope.
Free these eyes made frail by a ceaseless mind
casting occulting shadows on the face of truth.
Let there where silence reigns peace come at last
so I may rejoin that which knows no past.

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The demand to bring about a change in myself isn’t there anymore. So, the demand to change the world at large is not there. I suffer with the suffering man and am happy with the happy man…


I twist and turn.
What can I do
to bring some change
with you, and you?

But outside time
I’m never there
the door is open,
mind the stair.

Blurred the vision,
deafened ears,
unfeeling touch,
all in arrears.

Search in silence
for that sound:                                       Picture courtesy Francesco Marino
the one to wake
something profound.

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Picture courtesy Prozac1

I climb upon this frozen hill;
amongst the weathered trees I stand
my eyes drawn to the hanging moons
so close I feel their presence here
within this heart that yearns to see
the wonders of that mystery.

Is there another world as this
somewhere across that endless sea?
A sanctuary, an island home,
for life to flourish and survive.
A place where beings such as we
with others live in harmony.

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As open wounds that will not heal
the doubts rage on since early days
that all I dream, feel, hear, and see
seems twisted in so many ways.

A tangled web wherein truth hides
unknown it seems to those who stare
into kaleidoscopes of thought
shaped by the ones who show no care.

Perhaps we two can make a vow
to turn away, learn to say no,
to choose another path to tread
that only dreams unfettered show.


I struggle on to heights unknown
with sweating brow but heart aglow,
leaving the valley filled with fear
now distant in the mists below.

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