A unified time of life The reality of the real… Without intentions or relations The moment appears as a moment without Strings The flow itself is a moment Between the dream and the Dream Micro to macro Millions to billions we pulse together and Apart And each life with its span, yearning and desires Have commons afloat pulsing together upagainst each other How we communicate life with it or without Not only does not filter out, what might be lived without There is the alien and not even the other The metal the tool the machine, dinosaur bone clad Analogue now extinct to digital, a partition, Meridians of time and space, slaves to the human hand Yet not a slave when in content it finds collaborators and defenders and help The genesis here is the medium and how we found and developed it Never forget though the aspirations it might have Metal to metal a resonation you accept But where be the reaches of the flow Worldwide to satellite bound to planetary chatter to suns crown to Milky Way’s Brown Maybe hopping on a Supercluster to ride this young train Plant a plant and another side by side, read them flowers and Keats And monitor how they pulse every day when you read and read and read And send one to space, let it revolve around earth in orbit And monitor as the one in space responds, when the terrestrial is read Flowers and Keats Introduction Among my muses are cinema, music, song lyrics, novels, the history of science, arts and religion, aphorisms, idioms, proverbs, caricatures and folklore. In my poems I dwell on the topics of nature, philosophy, human and the tragic situation. Here, there are things that I do not want to repeat in life and heeds to myself as well as the truths I have found walking the roads that I did and the experiences I gained. When I write I leave little information with regards to date and time but the second and third parts of the book, “English Poems” and “Turkish Poems (Translated) ” are more or less in a chronological order.