I lay here, in a world of Invisible hands, invisible hearts That lift my soul, raise My mind to things alive- I am led to paths where The energy speaks to me, Vortex of intensity, calling My soul to dance the dream. Mother Earth, plastered with These tunnels of tone- Portals to deeper dimensions Of home…she dances silently. I lay still, on a vibrating Chakra from the mothers’ Folds, learning to hold this Deep power, learning to fold Feelings to fire- receiving Electricity from loves live wire. My polar twin spins out of Earth and into existence, calling Me with sweet insistence- And I mould myself to The mothers form, finding my Rhythm as if newly born, And my dance is a dance Of truth and trance, and My lover, hypnotized, with Opened eyes, embraces me In the darkness of Minds Absence… our dance a Remembrance of lives Lived before- Of faces shed and blood Bled along the timeline Of which we were born. Together we enact the Great embrace, the Great vortex raising our Flames, creating a new Form to claim its name… As the eyes of spirit Watch on in bliss- appreciating The sanctity of this blessed kiss.
A hypothesis…forming…warning me of its kind A catharsis of the Mind… I am left behind Until the Well is filled once more By the bride of the Hiding And the tide keeps riding From the ocean to the shore Cycling and circling Lands we’ve known before… Can the Saving be the same As the Craving of the game When you float firsthand Upon the rain, upon the sand? Still begging for the name of The Hand Which fed you Sheltered you from the Blue The freedom to choose Or not choose To Be To See To undertake this living Dream Before the experiment is seized And the hypothesis, unproven still Forms a catharsis of free Will Diseased by the need of the Turning of the Wheel.
Over and over they walk into the Trap Under hypnosis ….Minds under Rapt Entranced in Denial and playing the Part… The Game doesnt End til Awareness Starts Stuck in programming and battered by fear Believing their Eye.I sees the ‘Why’ Clear Each Side divided and Masked in the Mirror… The Shame doesn’t End til the Blame deParts
(young sterile dream of love) where are you hiding? Is it worth my mental birth for you to confide in? Confuse me confound me Search all around me My eternity is yours to keep. I want only not sleep Awake to take a gentle peek. To know is to lie, to lie is hate To hate is futile (and futility awaits) (sweetinnocenthope) of which I ungrasp- Grasping tighter but lighter still Than ever you will. How often does our love ride Upon the horse of doom? Sweeping away the truththetrustthehumanlust With the cosmic broom? Pity! Oh pity! Those who fell Were well ahead of the rest! Skipping the ripening feast of fest(ering cries) Stagnant and pregnant with lies. Deliver me, oh deliver me- Softly lay me down beneath the tree- Where its arms comfort me in the breeze- The breath of mortality. I ask not to be (forever be) But moreso to feel thee- Here and now… No whenbutwherehow And all I ask is to love thee- With all my heart radiantly.
I have watched sons Claim Their names beneath The sun, I have seen the same Done To me, I have been a child I have been a whore I have been a maniac Knocking on gods door, And in the neon The glow The bliss that sometimes We know I have melted like Wax And my heart has Dripped right Through The cracks in your Floor.
It’s so cryptic HYdrogen Oxygen Lipstick stains Lovers Pains The Waters Anew Spoken Soul in Silica Frozen Waiting for glaciers In galactic rows As woken snows Tell the Story once again Full Circle AnArctic miracle Of Man’s majestic Game Stone Record Keepers Hold the forms Shame and storms In cells and deoxy- Rib-oh…..of Atoms Eve Twist into mystery Again It’s so cryptic The Mother is made of Soul…..Matter Maid Of Soil Patterns playing In Paters Pole As Papas role is Two Die Diced in wiFi Spliced in techno skies.
I twist into these mournings, daylight saving me from the burning flame of darkness swallowing my emptiness while waves of irony wash over me i am toppled by the days and silently i sit hovering… wondering if i can float this time wandering thru wastelands of my mind picking up the book written by me on the other side of the dream the other side of the dream where it all spins into me… i find all the lost notes and all the lost tones and all the lost fractures of all my mended bones
I am painted the color red. I am tainted, the mother has bled
we D R I P together thru the weathered web, creating worlds in our head, to spew out into the ethers, to want neither this nor that nor wonder where its at, but to birth the beginning again…. knowing we are just seasons of rhyme
flowering in our own time chrysalis, wrapped up in a fairytale of all that is and was and wasnt for sale…
Across these moonbeams, these split seams, these written clingings to the dream…. across all these we call to invisible bodies that are singing in their invisible moments that are bringing their soulstuffs into existence to balance the tension of the desire to Be, and to not Be….
Let it come I will hold my naked face to the sun And give my breath and my death Over to Life Let the blind fury Of the Ordered New World Inoculate crowds all around me Against their Spirit Let it be known That my Spine shall remain sure And straight Rooted in the matrice of my mother Smiling still as I Let those I love Destroy the last vestige Of their sovereignty As they knot and tweak Their ~deoxy.Rib.oh.Next.Stop.Is.Asking For.Breath~ With a mouth That no longer knows how to Speak Let it come And my naked soul Will take solace in my naked earth Away from the crowds Who have sold Their last sacred cow For one more sip From the poisoned Trough Let it be known That my entire Life has been Lived In preparation for this Trial As I watch the rind Rot Around me Exposing the elements of Wild Wonder As the Plot is torn Asunder I smile with my naked mouth Making the air pure Again With my gratitude Let it come I am here Naked & Unashamed
Hold yourSelves accountable my Friends Your etherNets are holding you In Breath no longer on You can depend It’s trapped gasses are masking the Lens Coming soon to a theatre near You, Truth Soon the Noose is too tight to cut loose The fight in your blood, the flight of your tears Next in line please, 6 feet under Dirty Fears Installment of Barbed Wire inside your Mind The mission statement of Ties that Bind Panic to paranoia to participation in Rape Room to Escape from the Lies that drape The soft cloak of terror over your soul Key to the kingdom hiding in the Whole To Speak freely and seek freedom Within Hell as the Spells build Shells around Men Locked inside electroGenetic technoSkies Inside Minds blinded by rising tides in disguise Strangled by dangling delusions of death Cells compelled to sell their breath In desperation, inDigNations Fate waiting Tangled truths twisted by hate in baited Minds of 01010001111 binary blind spots The preProgrammed Plot thickens like snot Flocks mocked in rotting sickness and pain And clotting like broken neural codes of Brain Herd huddled in hushed whispers and hiding In virtual Veins that Bleed, fallow Seeds riding Shock Waves from crest to shore as Tests And Blessed Pores Open for more Infested Horror to drain the Soverign Selves of Man Within the Collective Decay as time Spans The Periphery, demands that history repeat Blocked Pathways as Power plots defeat Nerves frazzled and bedazzled by Light Of Illusion refracted from mirrored Delusions Terror stricken and errors thickened by fears They fomented, freedom they fled and tears Chose to shed for blood they bled in vain This is a test a push from the nest of thegame There is no Power Greater than your Will Are you Ready to steady the turning Wheel No blame no shame no remnants or stains or Victims are claimed in the Waking Story The Path is Open the Road is Clear Mind is aMazed when there is no Fear Masks fall from Faces who Make the Choice Silent Suffering transforms into True Voice Symptoms subside and blind eyes can See The Immortality of the I~s and the We~s Puzzled Perceptions Pattern the Way Pieces return to Wholes in the Play Are You ready to Birth your own Being In Brilliant Renewal, Fueling and Freeing The Seed of your Seeing into the Spirit Open to Infinity, open to Awe, We Are It But we’ve forgotten, begotten blind Eyes The Time has Come to ReMember and Fly Poisoned hearts must remove the Shame Bodies and Blood must purify the Pain No ties can bind the One who Knows, Wakes Longer cycles turning within Cosmic Makers Coping with Eternity and Playing with Sight With Wild and Wonderful Dancing Delight Chaos of Creation Unfolds and Takes Stock Of flowering Fields in ElectroMagnetic Flocks Freedom is The Foundation for All to Play And Play is the Passion to Pattern the Way Freedom is the only true Path of Love Of compassion that lasts and rises above Self inDwelling in Shells of dense Desire Too fractured in manufactured woven wires Trapped by hired hands that block the bliss Within a mapped-out scripted judas kiss Their intent simply to help One ReMember Prizm Sentence of Life as Burning Embers… Cells as Selves Simply Dwelling in Deep See? It’s All a Dream of I-s and We~s