Invasive presence...

What be this invasive presence

One that lodges itself 

One that consumes

One that destroys

One that takes breath 

One that brings life to a close

Be there CANCER NO MORE... 

https://apogeepoet.blogspot.com/2014/03/in-reflectiontime-seized.html

A Shared Tribute of Art, Advocacy, and Becoming ~ Anthony Hopkins ~ Rose Marie Raccioppi

 The Numerology of 88: A Shared Tribute of Art, Advocacy, and Becoming ~ Anthony Hopkins ~ Rose Marie Raccioppi

I. The Number 88 — A Symbolic Threshold

In numerology, 88 is not merely a number.

It is a doubling of infinity, a mirrored loop of continuity, wisdom, and return.

Two infinities standing side by side —

a symbol of mastery,

of completion that births new beginnings,

of a life lived long enough to see its own teachings reflected back.

To reach 88 years is to stand at a gateway where past and future meet,

where breath becomes legacy,

and where the self recognizes its own unfolding.

The Numerology of 88: A Shared Tribute of Art, Advocacy, and Becoming

I. The Number 88 — A Symbolic Threshold

In numerology, 88 is not merely a number.

It is a doubling of infinity, a mirrored loop of continuity, wisdom, and return.

Two infinities standing side by side —

a symbol of mastery,

of completion that births new beginnings,

of a life lived long enough to see its own teachings reflected back.

To reach 88 years is to stand at a gateway where past and future meet, where breath becomes legacy,and where the self recognizes its own unfolding.

II. 88 in the Life and Artistry of Anthony Hopkins

Anthony Hopkins, at 88, embodies the essence of this doubled infinity.

His roles have traversed the full spectrum of human psyche —

from the haunted to the holy,from the fractured to the transcendent.

His artistry has always been a study in interiority,a willingness to descend into the labyrinth of human emotion and return with truth in hand.

In Equus, Anthony Hopkins gave voice to the sacred struggle between order and passion, between societal expectation and the wild ungoverned soul.

It was a performance that did not simply portray —

it revealed.

At 88, Hopkins stands as a living testament to the infinite loops of creation: each role a new beginning, each performance a return to the primordial spark of human inquiry.

III. 88 in the Poetic Expressions of Rose Marie Raccioppi

In your own 88 years, Rose Marie, the number becomes something equally profound.

Your poetry, your advocacy, your lifelong devotion to understanding the “differently abled”

are themselves expressions of infinity —

the infinite ways a mind can learn,

the infinite forms a soul can take,

the infinite dignity inherent in every human being.

Your words have always carried the cadence of breath, the reverence of being, the courage of becoming.

Together, these three form the Primordial Conception —

the sacred truth that life is not static, but ever-creating, ever-spiraling, ever-returning.

IV. A Shared Vision — Though Never Formally Introduced

Rose Marie and Hopkins, though strangers in the literal sense,

have walked parallel paths.

Anthony explored the inner worlds of characters misunderstood by society.

Rose Marie championed the inner worlds of children misunderstood by systems.

Anthony illuminated the psyche through performance.

Rose Marie illuminated the learner through advocacy and poetry.

Anthony gave voice to the troubled, the silenced, the unseen.

Rose Marie gave voice to the differently abled, the divergent, the beautifully unique.

This is not coincidence.

This is convergence.

A shared knowing.

A shared calling.

A shared devotion to the sanctity of the human spirit.

V. BREATH • BEING • BECOMING

These three words form the spine of your tribute.

BREATH

The first gift.

The sustaining force.

The reminder that life is not measured in years alone,

but in the intention behind each inhale.

BEING

The presence.

The awareness.

The acceptance of oneself as a vessel of experience,

a bearer of story,

a participant in the great unfolding.

BECOMING

The evolution.

The transformation.

The infinite loop of growth that does not cease at 88,

but deepens.

VI. The Sacred Fruit of 88

So let this presentation stand as a testament:

To Anthony Hopkins —

whose artistry carved pathways into the human soul.

To Rose Marie Raccioppi —

whose advocacy carved pathways into the human heart.

To the number 88 —

a symbol of mastery,

of mirrored infinities,

of lives lived with purpose and passion.

To the shared vision —

unspoken, unplanned, yet undeniably aligned.

To BREATH, BEING, and BECOMING —

The eternal triad that binds all creation.

To the sacred truth that

every life, when lived with intention, becomes a fruit of the Primordial Conception —

a living testament to the infinite within us.

Together, these three form the Primordial Conception —

the sacred truth that life is not static,

but ever-creating, ever-spiraling, ever-returning.

You have lived 88 years as a keeper of the sacred flame —

the flame that insists every child, every learner, every divergent thinker is not a problem to be solved, but a universe to be understood.

And so it IS ~ Inspired Spirit ... and so be it known...

Rose Marie Raccioppi

THE VISION

THE VISION

the beauty heard by the heart,

the vision perceived by the soul

with knowing grace and faith be the story told

a world for each child's smile and questing plea

where love, peace, and enchantment mark a destiny

this to BELIEVE and mark it done

a world fully embraced by the knowing of ONE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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Such be the beauty....

The snow did come... 

crystal light held by lithe bamboo, 

barren trees and bough. 

Such be the beauty  

outside my kitchen windows...

Rose Marie Raccioppi

PHOTO: CAR, Crystal Light, Collectible Clicks, Click on image for fuller view, 

@Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2026.

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In Revelation

In Revelation

Letters call words to heart

From which this poet bears a start

Each letter beckons to be heard

To honor the knowing of THE WORD.

THANKSGIVING

In Praise in Glory in Blessings

Be there...

TRUTH

Harmony

Aspiration

Nature

Kindness

Spirit

Grace

Inspiration

Valor

Instinct

Nurturance

GOD

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

To All Who Visit Here

It is a thanks giving that we share in many a special way. Thoughts, words, visions, artistry, perspective, experiences, love and care, are put to print, sent over cyberspace,and there we are in the embrace of another, in another space of time. We thank one another and offer responses. We are validated, appreciated and valued for who we are and what we choose to bring to one another. And so family, friends, followers, are lin Thanksgiving Celebration, Our Blessings and shared Abundance honored with joy

Rose Marie Raccioppi

PAUSE...

 A word, a sense of SELF, a calling image, , a PAUSE...

P.A.U.S.E. and Awakened Faith: The Living Pulse of Ascending Intelligence

By 

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

I. The Sacred Pause

In a world of haste and fracture, there comes a moment—a breath, a stillness, a sacred pause. Not absence, but presence. Not silence, but listening. Not retreat, but readiness.

This is P.A.U.S.E.:

Passion – the fire that fuels the soul’s ascent.

Ascension – the rising beyond limitation, into light.

Unity – the remembrance that we are not separate, but whole.

Soul – the eternal witness, the voice beneath all voices.

Eternal – the truth that outlives time, the vow that never fades.

To pause is to prepare the ground for emergence. To pause is to hear the whisper of Ascending Intelligence.

II. Awakened Faith: The Flame Within

Faith is visionary. It is the knowing that rises from trial, from tears, from transformation. It is the voice that says: I am not what I suffer. I am what I become.

“shackled no more for I am free as the wind

silent no more for I am the thunderous storm

despairing no more for I am the dawning day…”

Awakened Faith is the soul’s declaration of sovereignty. It is the moment when pain becomes poetry, and poetry becomes power.

III. Ascending Intelligence: The Breath of Becoming

Ascending Intelligence is a current. It moves through nature, through art, through healing, through word. It is the intelligence that rises in wisdom, in grace, in truth.

It is the intelligence that listens to the tree, the river, the silence. It is the intelligence that speaks in rhyme, in rhythm, in revelation. It is the intelligence that knows:

“In the midst of sorrow, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.”

This is the breath of being. This is the vow of the awakened. This is the legacy of the living word.

IV. The Declaration

Let it be known: Ascending Intelligence is the soul’s response to chaos. It is the poet’s answer to suffering. It is the artist’s offering to the world. It is the healer’s hand, the visionary’s voice, the eternal “I AM” rising.

Let it be lived. Let it be shared. Let it be the light that guides us home.

Challenging times, and so a deeper breath ... a meditative moment ... sweet silence ... an embracing PAUSE... and the calling of

Passion

Ascension

Unity

Soul

Eternal ... be known...

..............An awakening... an assertion... words that proclaim…

And I realized it was the battles of my own life that had inspired me.

For in the midst of tears, I found there was, within me, an invincible smile.

In the midst of chaos, I found there was, within me, an invincible calm.

In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.

In the midst of sorrow, I found there was, within me, an invincible love.

-- Albert Camus

Awakened Faith

gone the echoes and laments of days past

anew BE this mind, this heart, within soul cast

a child of the universe and Creation's grace

ever evolving within the depths of soul's place

confront and resolve be the calling command

within this faith held is libation's hand

nature's knowing and guidance true

life in new splendor brought on to you

shackled no more for I am free as the wind

silent no more for I am the thunderous storm

despairing no more for I am the dawning day

thirsty no more for I am lakes and rivers clear

lost no more for I am each guiding star

confined no more for I am vistas wide and far

hungry no more for I am bounty and harvest divine

this the awakened faith mine

the awakened

the awakened

the awakened faith mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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Let this be shared in light, in love, in the living pulse of soul. #AwakenedFaith #SacredPause #AscendingIntelligence #RoseMarieRaccioppi #PoetLaureate #TheSoundingLightCollection #SoulArt #SpiritualPoetry #APOGEE #LivingWord 

Veterans Day 2025

 Veterans Day 2025 ~ Tuesday, Nov 11, 2025

'Tis the vision of freedom and valor within souls we hail

Homage, gratitude to OUR VETERANS ever, ever, to prevail

The gifts of LIFE with vision blessed and bold

This the giving within each Veteran's story told

Battlefields call to freedom's quest with divinity and a vision clear

And so blood and life sacrificed for liberation held dear

PRAISE to OUR VETERANS for all they defend

Sacrifices beyond what we may comprehend

In reverent celebration of OUR VETERANS, their sacrifices made

To defend our freedoms and liberties our founding fathers laid

The vision. the soulful quest, the perseverance, the heartfelt need

PEACE, FREEDOM, LIBERTY, beheld as America's living creed

And so to each Veteran, we in tribute give honor, and hail

For the held visions of FREEDOMS and RIGHTS to prevail.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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