Liberty or License ©2018 Vernon Miles Kerr She who stands sentinel at the gate of our land, Constructed lovingly from steel, copper, mortar and sand, So revered by Americans, Native and not, Is only a symbol for the Angel of our better nature. Unlike her image, trapped by the feet
Introduction Why Skip the 22nd Century? This is not an attempt to write a chronological recounting of World History or like "The Outline of History" by H.G.Wells, which chronicled the history of the world from the origin of the Earth to the First World War. It
As all you current subscribers know, I have been "fighting" Cancer for more than two years. Apart from a few moments of encouragement, my diagnostic CT scans and PET Scans seem to indicate less and less time left on my "life-meter" — especially the last two. In
by Vernon Miles Kerr Introduction Because I have already freely shared online all of the amazing, weird stuff in this post for the near seventeen-years it has been happening, and as I am now facing impending death, I have little worry about the government not liking anyone challenging their clumsy
©2024 Vernon Miles Kerr In a nightmare I was abducted and foced to answer For Earth's Species-long love of swords. These imagined globe-headed, fly-eyed ETs, Sitting above me on the dais of some galactic panel, Must not be telepathic, or they would know I'm as guilty
©2024 Vernon Miles Kerr Because no living person has seen God, God exists only in our sundry minds. My God couldn't be the same as your God Since both are figments, not experience. And, because anyone can claim any assemblage of books is sanctified By wrapping the chosen
Green ©2018 Vernon Miles Kerr I am Vernon Vernon was "green" in Latin. My thumb is green, My mind is green, My spirit is green, From the forest duff on a trail through this grove of giants I stand in reverence Contemplating the rough, expansive, red-brown foot of
This poem laments our connection with DNA that seems to inevitably revert to the "corruptness" posed by such 19th Century thinkers as Rousseau and Thomas Hobbes. But in "The Dawn of Everything" by Graeber and Wengrow we see that Rousseau, Hobbes and others posed these negative
T H E R E W A S E V E R B L O O D (c) 2022 VernonMilesKerr.com When was there never blood? There was ever blood. From the moment of birth, We are slathered in Mother’s Blood. From the dawn of our carnivority We drew
I guess the first thought of anyone who has been given a diagnosis of terminal Cancer is "I've gotta get right with God." When I received that diagnosis in August of 2022, those were my thoughts. For those of you who know me best and for
While 4-letter words are socially unacceptable There is a three-letter word which is worse: "Too." As in, "too this" or "too that." Why do we do that to each other? "You are too emotional." "You are too stoic." "You
KNOCK, knock, knock ... © 2024 by vernonmileskerr.com KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK... DOC-trine... DOC-trine... DOC-trine... The sound of the lid Being nailed on the box Where God is kept: Safely managed, Bound and packaged, Simplified, Demystified, Proprietarized, And monetized. knock... knock... knock... The Real God is calling — That still, small voice In
Autobiography | Thanks for the Ride Thanks for the Ride © 2020, 2023 BY VERNON MILES KERR, VERNONMILESKERR.COM Introduction Gratitude. That’s what inspired the title of this piece. “Thanks for the Ride,” is addressed to the Great Spirit of Spirits for the interesting life I have lived, the interesting people
© 2021 by Vernon Miles Kerr, VernonMilesKerr.com 1949 Over the years Mom and Pop had tried California, Butsomething always drew them back East. Maybe they pined for that slower pace, A less crowded place. But, when I was six, back they came, Spanning the Contenintal Divide, Several mountain ranges and
Most of you know that I am fighting a severe form of Cancer and the present outlook is not good. The powerful chemotherapy elixir I’m being infused with seems to be “slowing” its growth, but not killing it. Of course, (and I’m assuming here) anyone faced with impending
Introduction Humans need philosophies in order to maintain sanity when faced with the world's chaos. Such has been the case all during known history. While the connection between light (photons) and vision has always been obvious, only during the last century, with the discovery of the quantum realm