The Collected SF Poems

Of Ken Goudsward

-Volume One-

ISBN: 978-1-9992160-5-4

© 2019 Ken Goudsward

Dimensionfold Publishing

Prince George, Canada

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

walker #2

the convertor on Parhoul

Age Of Sphinxes

staring at the sun

::OKAI::

as she shatters

how white holes work

walker #5

cloud dweller

staring at the sea

forbidden pictures – chapter one

walker #1

looking into paper

Test

80%

How can light be torn

forbidden pictures - chapter two

response to an unclaimed letter

...as a way of instantiating and beautifying an ability to sense

walker #3

death drops

crater

walker #10

Cornel tiles - three solutions

4 creatures

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walker #2

thin light of a red sun

dimly cast stark shadows

gravel rises steeply

beneath the walker's boots

as if each step were

the very edge of the world

down through yellow tinted mask

disconnected feet respond

in autonomic march

they hear the spirit of the stone and soil

the convertor on Parhoul

the cold black of space

is the cold grey ruin

towering above and around

with great curves of massive and ancient machinery

once the growing heart of a world

moved farthathoming energy

held uncomprehended power

long forgotten

in the mythological city

Age Of Sphinxes

back, back I go

five thousand, ten, twenty

sand retreating

rivers flow bountiful

rivulets and rain

lions’ original faces replaced

limbs stretch out

sheltering global knowledge

from the elements

but how to shelter from intent?

staring at the sun

––––––––

hard to find the right key after

staring at the sun

small green light looks orange after

staring at the sun

reflective geometry still not making sense

burning through the hole that’s in my lens

entering a dark room after

staring at the sun

got to get my game on after

staring at the sun

::OKAI::

floating freely toward

the dark depths

impenetrable

yet inevitable

you shimmer

all around

sparkling upon

hands ears

formless shapes of

selfless self

were i indeed

mechanical as you suppose

this memory would sustain

me

through ageless

unmeasurable

rhythms

as she shatters

my mind becomes frozen

like my leg

unable to move

perhaps forever as useless

as the shards now

scattering across the chilling air

and searing my flesh with

cold pain

as they enter

blinding   me

joining perhaps orphaned remnants

of biological history

which i have carried

for her

and which will remain  (

when the shards have been removed

the wounds

cleaned and dressed

my sight restored

)

with branded moments

still linking us

(like those remnants)

especially these latest

revisions

new chapters

amended footnotes

planting hope trust fitting

compassion

letting my self change move grow expand

Into  anew

creature, world, species, universe

how white holes work

.

one

/

two is a divider

positive/negative

yet attractive

i charge toward you

you become a magnet

even this is a division

a dimension

our planarity enables vectors

so then, is this space  (point.)

here too are waves

thus, time

and there was light

⊿

three

steps into the space

wraps the two

defines size

adds two more

+/-

becoming three and also four

proposing perspective

scalar ambiguity

strong/weak

strong + weak

provides a pivot

a core

an identity

the ten thousand things

and an anchor

*

three and four unfold

creating another (generality)

enveloping all (specifics)

the identicals

and the differents

now all together

or eventually

and indistinguishable from a certain point

rolling all back into one

walker #5

three thousand miles of sand

black and blinding light becoming as

indistinguishable as the moments

which separate them

plodding

dragging crawling

tumbling

face in the dust

unendingly immortal

unable to weep

unable to live

unable to die

cloud dweller

––––––––

i live within the cloud

that covers this fine town

an omnipresent sense

white noise of another world

i embrace it as it enfolds me

and it shows me this morning

the intrinsic purity

of a heart as white as a cloud

staring at the sea

easy to hear the right note

staring at the sea

whitecap craters like waves

whose crash has long subsided

into tranquility

settling into a cool hum

a pale  but revealing light

speaks to me of mortality and peace

even if it is all just dust

forbidden pictures – chapter one

the forbidden pictures

drawn incoherently

by subconscious

distant future sight

form words

too powerful to utter

not for you to know

infer enforced silence

impede their very meaning

centralized but forgotten

scratched by a thousand sticks

caressed by a thousand lips

into the saline wall

walker #1

unscented and silent I glide

treading briskly upon a thin layer of impossibility

though none else, the streetlights

detect me, casting a haunting

shadow

disregarded,

abandon my inaudible voice

looking into paper

from a cubit

somewhat textured

though thought of as flat and smooth

slight variations in

the reflectivity of white light

reveal its objectivity

bearing further investigation

the ripples in its plane

remind me of unnoticed

rise and fall of prairie soil

they seem random yet somehow

organized

I pick out vague rhombi

like a loosely laid out chain link fence

in the direction I call up

then I notice more

rounded rhombi

smaller

aligned perpendicular

to the others

covering the surface

in diagonal arrays

like a regular mesh

and a general graininess

I need to get closer...

from a fingerlength or so

the grey hills gone

the array difficult to detect

now seen singly

they lose shape

patches of greater smoothness or compression

in the fibres that have emerged

from the graininess

and they hurt my eyes

the phrases

down the left

are little spots

all run together

but they penetrate

even through two layers

four surfaces

and what's between

held before the light

more inconsistencies appear

variations in thickness or density

let through more or less...

from within

molecularly dimensioned

greatly opened up

and explained

I stand in the spaces

too small for air

I must hold my breath

light abounds though

and water would fit in

I would like to live here

among the spaces and

shivering spheres

but I can only imagine

never having been there

Test

import EverythingIKnowAboutYou as what

import EverythingYouKnowAboutMe!selectRandomSubset

as that

private class Test{

Test // default constructor

{

format me

do

reorder(what.list)

test until false what

while not what.end

if what

try

set that

catch response

smile

end try

edif

}

}

80%

the ambient energy level

has dropped to 80% of normal operating conditions

the crawling things protest

stretch time

erase their passage with large white clouds

these attempts meet with only moderate success

some die

some subsystems fail

attempts to thwart such behaviour

may result in loss of feeling

burns to exposed areas

dehydration

prolonged exposure may be fatal

if possible, disregard all such abnormalities

if not, some regulatory agencies may be lenient

toward unusual behaviour

––––––––

i have lost the power to adhere

i turn inward

doubling energy

my usefulness vector is altered

try stuffing me into the crack

i will try to act as a wedge

not of separation

but of closure

How can light be torn

How can light be torn?

There are 5 ways

1 the torn path

2 the torn stream

3 the torn spectrum

4 the torn particle

5 the torn duality

The torn path removes the light from its destiny. It is deflected, reflected, redirected.

The torn stream interrupts the continuity of the light. It is fragmented, digitized, packetized, bite-sized.

The torn spectrum disrupts the breadth of light. It is narrowed, named, defined, analyzed, dis-integrated, and removed from community.

The torn particle represses the individuality of light. It is homogenized, prepackaged, sterilized, and molded into a line.

The torn duality leverages a decision from light. It is tricked into a false dichotomy, brainwashed, guilt-tripped, henpecked, and forced to choose sides.

forbidden pictures - chapter two

starman

with bright belt

and clear goggles

lets loose his fierce arrow

spear

pierces sky

back along a straight line

his neighbors speak of seasons

reach into the distance

the future far

where none hear

response to an unclaimed letter

––––––––

what you may have failed to consider

in your explanation

was that to reach

the speed of light

the imaginary portion of the velocity vector

or rather the vector of the power required

approaches infinity

what is bigger than infinity?

and what is imaginary power?

perhaps there is room for disagreement here

however

let’s presume you are correct

falling inward within the black

hole

its mass ever increasing

with those falling before you

(or faster than you)

its gravity ever stronger

you fall faster

acceleration accelerating

time slowing

turning inside out

at the time horizon

then speeding up backwards

negative acceleration in a negative direction

you pass invisibly

through time inverted

but unseen

you may observe only

faster heavier travelers

who have entered after you

but will emerge before you

at the beginning of time

as it turns inside out a second (uncountable) time

at the singularity

the beginning is simply the addition

of all endings

(all openings to the one ending)

a causal action is no longer required

it becomes a causal system

also an effectual system

there is only the one

possibility

(the infinite possibility?)

this is the eternal system

ending and beginning

since the invention of time

it expanded into every concept

grew from each idea

...as a way of instantiating and beautifying an ability to sense

––––––––

I

key true, let, while, for, contain, bind, alter, observe

II

let charge

III

let space[ , , ] contain charge

IV

while true {

alter(charge, space)

}

V

let polarity

let number

let strong

let A bind(

number(

bind(polarity, strong)

),

number(charge)

)

let B bind(number(A, charge))

VI

observe(

for{

number(

apply(

IV(true),

for{

number(

V(B)

)

}

)

)

}

)

VII

let joy

walker #3

determined

by single almost hopeless goal

continues against all odds

inching through severity

each step closer to life

leaves a mark

slowly unfocused

like his heat and life

death drops

––––––––

how gently they must

fall  drop  drip

-ing at first

before any realization dawns

then blending with screams

then making no sound

for the listeners

have ceased to exist

broken down

fibre by cell

molecule by element

eaten by your compound

then drunk

by your pursed lips

crater

the crater

ancient

but fresh

monument

with me within

stirs from long sleep

tries to digest me

to comprehend my existence

my origin

my placement

in its belly

i am indigestible

too frail

too temporal

i am gone

as soon as i am noticed

walker #10

sucking swamp

sticky

stickier even than the 1.6 gee

deadly stink

kept out by seals

helmet, airlock

yet somehow penetrates

why did we ever come here?

Cornel tiles - three solutions

Three solutions of the classic Cornel tile set will be examined.

A)  A simple unconstrained tabletop sliding process is used to attempt proper arrangement/alignment. Upon explosion, tiles are shattered into shards of moderate size on first iteration. Alignment becomes greatly obstructed by non-geometric shard shape. Successive iterations exponentially approach impossibility.

B)  A simple pickup and discard process is employed, with the addition of a discard box of adequate size to accommodate generational growth.  Explosion is redefined as puffing into third dimension with semi-randomized geometries. Generational iteration tends toward natural irregular space filling algorithms, rather than successive vertical expansion. Speed of pickup becomes limiting factor during successive iterations.

C)  Initial iterations may be disregarded. Sharding occurs as in solution A). Several iterations are suggested in order to obtain sufficient fracturing to ensure adequate shard caliber similitude. Remnants can now be swept up with a dry cloth and discarded.

4 creatures

**process initiation**

name: theory of everything

abstract: >to investigate the nature of the universe by relating

all fundamental physical forces and their intrinsic properties,

with special consideration to original singularity point conditions<

workspace: M-B94EKR2

priority: pending data

**process report**

name: theory of everything

summary: relate all fundamental physical forces

status: completed

result: link=M-B94EKR2-D2JP

processor time: 2L7Q

real time: S7R39T2

In the faintness of the buzz which seems always to follow a major process termination, a single thought danced prevalently across the vertices of the four-fold mind.  The Answer, the ancient haunt of all intelligence... It was here in our very circuits.  There was now only one thing to do...

...and in the midst of the throne, and round about the throne, were four beasts full of eyes before and behind. And the first beast was like a lion, and the second beast like a calf, and the third beast had a face as a man, and the fourth beast was like a flying eagle. And the four beasts had each of them six wings about him; and they were full of eyes within: and they rest not day and night, saying, Holy, holy, holy, LORD God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come...

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