Poetry 2021
**All poetry copyright Charleen Johnston**
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The Zodiacal Playground
The dragons Head Synodal Symphony Swallows the Tail
The Four Fixed Angles of the Arc
Angels of the Heart
Of the Cyclic Sickle Of Time
In the Chessboard of Mind
OverUnderInside Matter
The Weight of the Gate
Of the Octave
Initiates this Game We Play
January 4, 2021
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I have compassion for those who cannot see
the script for which their hearts beat
the planned perforation
the ritual tear
the inciting of violence
within the mirror
the stakes are high
the media betrays
the Global Takeover
Initiates the Maze
The Minotaur prowls
and hides behind
the desperate attempt
to bind the mind
….grab your popcorn
and tether your stakes
the Ground is shifting
as the Sleeper Wakes
1-6-21
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I like to mock the Mockingbirds
I like to poke the shocking nerves
I like to watch as the terror spits
Out from mouths and fingertips
Clickety clack the keyboard smacks
Lips flapping as vitriol cracks
The surface of the peeling sheath
That hides the blues and blood beneath
That boils with rage and scathing pain
As one-time-friends wrack their brains
To scold and shoosh and spitefully spray
Their 'told you sos' across the screens
Thinking that they're so darned clever
Forgetting that the pointing finger
Always aims straight toward the mirror
Of their very own demons hiding in fear
Afraid to admit they've been fooled again
By the test of the festering war within
That wears the masks of red and blue
Dressed up in fancy political suits
So lost in the drama they think it is real
The marionettes strings are tangled, my dears
The clarity is strangled by manipulated fear
You believe what you see, you see
Because the Net-Flicks the switch of Reality
And if its on a screen by golly it MUST Be
Real and sudden and Oh No, can you believe?
I saw it with my own two eyes! I swear!
See that footage, right there!!!!
I told you so! I told you They are Bad.....Now
Cue the echo chamber as the curtain goes down...
Start a new thread and congratulate yourself
For berating your fellows and falling in line
With the pre-programmed WashingOfMind...
You see, I'm mirroring the collective hypocrisy
In my raspy lambasting of this communocracy
Laugh at yourselves and remember you're human
Just like that other person your poison is harming...
1-6-2021
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The demo(na)cro(ba)tic-communist-beerpong
between godZilla and King Kong
is amusing
as BlueFish feel fury over RedFish Curry
as the Spice settles in...
Marionettes dancing to the masterPlan.
MockingQ is MockingU
as both assUmptions mask the truth.
1-6-21
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Take a deep breath ,folks, 21st century Fox
Poppin off the top of this metropolis, Mocks
Your intelligence and plays on your emotions
So easily led and Fed the poisonous potion
Of political devotion gift wrapped with Shock…
Take a Deep Breath and be ready to surrender
All the Scripts that rip right thru this Dyin ember
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Step away from the Line, step away from the Lies
Every single scene is a Set meant for your mind
A studio Setting created just for the blind
Adherence to the program that steers your Lives….
It’s not even abstract, not just metaphor…
A Literal Configuration of Lets Pretend Some More
Actors n Agents and Fictitious Stages
The masses addicted to social Graces
from Instagram faces in Media Contagion….
Bless Your hearts, my friends
Find your Center, Within
Everything else
Is a trick
Of the Lens
1-7-21
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As the Implosion starts to gather velocity,
reMember to find your Center...
If you're still ConFused and unsure what's
Up or Down, reMember the Ground....
Of Being...Walk in the Mud
and grass with Bare Feet and lay
belly to dirt and hug your Maater,
Nurture your microMatrix (body)
and nurture your macroMatrix (Earth)
and unTangle the threads of your own
Perceptions....don't get lost in the fog
of all the Deception that surrounds and threatens
to Smother.
The Web is Shaking, the Ebb and Flow
are making SineWaves of Yes and No...
Believe NoThing and question EveryThing.
Don't let the Distorted Gatekeepers
DieAgnose you....Instead allow LiveA.Gnosis
to lead you back to your Core....
Y o u. A r e. M o r e
P o w e r f u l
T h a n. Y o u. R e a l i z e
Y o u. H e l p e d. B u i l d. T h i s. G a M e
N o w. I s
T i M e. I n
T h i sG u i s e. O f.
M i N D
1-8-2021
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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 Sovereign 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 and 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 the Game
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 the Deep
See? Its All a Dream of I~s and We~s
1-30-2021
First word in each line makes a fractal of my rhyme (mobile formatting may alter this)
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As the GildedCage is unveiled step by step
The factions perfect their roles
withdraw your projections and heal the infection
and reMember the Embers of your true soul
We ride the carousel and hide the fairytale
beneath layers of Maze
we know how this ends but we do it again
our Spirits confined in the Daze
There are no bars there are No chains
There are no restraints we haven't agreed
There is a Way out of the Play
when you tenderly plant your SelfAsASeed
2-1-2021
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Lifetime after lifetime we meet on this Stage
Awakening thru taking the journey thru Age
Quintessence a Blessing, becoming the Sage
Undertaking the quest of the spiritual Mage
Each moment a Gift, each memory Divine
Truth takes our hand and leads us thru Time
Teaching our hearts to Unite with our Mind
Awakening praise of Gods Sacred Design
A beautiful Bond that cannot be replaced
Devotion to generous giving and Grace
Dear Grandmother, I Love you, and hold Space
In honor of the Story and beauty of your face
So many Threads we weave in this Quest
Opening our hearts to know we are blessed
Now in this moment on this day, I attest
…..I love you sweet Grandma, You are the Best.
2-1-2021
(My grandmothers name spelled with first letter of each line)
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The Darkness and the Pain,
the Manipulator of the Game
works for us;
there is nothing to fear.
But to pass our own tests,
we must learn to Cohere.
Learn to Steer our own Ship.
What a long and strange
and weary trip.
You are playing the script
you helped to write;
You can edit the script as you go,
when you realize you helped
to design the code;
Its a choose your own adventure.
The intensity is what makes It
Interesting.
2-11-2021
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This Great Love Draws me in
Like a Fine Line
Like a fine wine
Awakening
From the Vine
As the Seed splits the Skin
2-11-21
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Wake up wake up and open your eyes
wake up wake up and see through the lies
wake up wake up its not what it seems
wake up wake up you're co-creating this dream
do you remember?
Will you reMember?
Can you remEmber?
2-15-2021
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Pssssst.....
The Crazy you See is the Crazy you Are
Fragmented Fallacies Falling apart
Failed the Test, you See, this Weeping World
Reflecting the invective
within your heart
hidden from your own Lazy Eye
that Wanders yonder to That Other Guy
Who plays the Starring Role
of the Splinter in the Pupil of
your own Hazy I
Pssssst....
The Masses chose to Sleep in
hit snooze
on the Alarm
and Roll up the Sleeve and
Tighten the Noose
as the Needle
Enters
the Vain Intent to Harm
Psssssst......
There is only One Way Out
of This Charade
There is Only One Way Out
of the Bed that 'We' Made
the Body
Demands to be Seen
The Only Saviour in this Dream
is your Own Courage
to Enter the Seams
and reMember you are Infinite
UnLimited
and CoCreating this Bleeding
Scheme
Pssssst......
The Cartoon has become so outlandish
Simply
to reflect back to you
the Desperate Drama
Inside of You.
2-28-2021
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Banned books n Bolshevism
the New Woke Slaves Demand
a new kinda Prison
Liber(alN)ation Masked in Revolt(ing)
ReVision
MindKontrol Masters of PsycheIncision
Red fish blue fish Silly PreScripts
Pandemic TerraSchizm
Gave you what you asked for, didn't it?
Keep on keepin on playing the puppet
in the pulpit
of massCharading masqueRaiding
Public SirCumCision
Once Risen, Twice Shy
My oh my little stitched up eye(I)S
3-3-2021
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Dismantle all the Agencies Proclaiming
Agency over individual sovereignty.
The phallic Needle of Needless Injection
that silences Intelligent Conjecture
shall be reckoned with.
A positive(+) move on the chessboard of faith(-)
4-20-2021
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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
4-20-21
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I am grateful and blessed
and blissed beyond Measure
to have come thru the Matrix
of This Particular portal...
This Womans Womb,
the Waveform of Being
entangled in Tidal Seeing
rooted here in this Loom
on the warp and weft
of the pain and pleasure
and the games and tricks
as I play at Being mortal
in Times intrepid Tomb.
It is not the first Dance
but an endless Symphony
of enfolded genes
and hologenetic memory
It is not a game of chance
but an intentional theophany
of unfolding schemes
and peripatetic biocartography
I was given the invective Kun!
Be!
And compressed mySelf
into a tiny LightSeed
planted within
a body that bleeds
spirit enraptured
and captured by the decree
to waver between
Doer and deed
as the Verb of Me descended
Down
into Noun of Me embodied
in Sound
Heartbeat pulsing within
Skin of Mothers Drum
Echoes of rhythm and melody
Willing Birth
and spilling memory
and MomentsOfMe
into the fabric of spaceTime
instantly
I crawled thru the walls of her
Wonder
following the Electro
Magnetic
storm of Lightening
and Thunder
that cleaves Egg
and rends Asunder the Begging
beginning Form
of fertilized Feeling
that clings to Mothers
Walls
Safe inside the Measured Space
of MaMa Mater Matter Maat
Matrice of Mind as Thoth
Impregnates
and BioLuminescent Grace
awaits in Stasis
the Amazing exit from the Gates
of this Nexus
that Enters
Existence
An.Noun.C.I.ng
Me.
4-22-2021
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The marionettes pirouette
through frightened futures
of Rage and regret...
calm down now
sweet child o' mine,
don't fret
about whats not yet bound
in Line, hook and sinker....
5-9-2021
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...the moment you give up
the integrity
of your own bioEnergetics
via the JabErWocky
and the like....
You consent to being
another Artificial Neural Network
in the Hive
of the MindDistracted and Infected
with Mal(evolent)(soft)Ware
that helps to power the new Stage...
The New Age....
The new Energy Mining Operation ....
You Are the Battery,
the CellSignal Tower...
The SellYourSoul Cellular Sigil
in the Ritual...
The Rites of The Mass.es
underGoing Synaptic reWiring.
CollectiveBodyPolitik Mining
for Digital Currency
through your own Neural HighWays....
The Digital Current Seas are rising...
The Waves of ElectroMagnetic PimpMines
are Rising....
And You have given up
Your own Will
In the turning of the Wheel
The Game is Inside of You
The RealEstate is not outerSpace
It's InnerSpace
And Time is Space Unfolding
The rhyme
Before
Your Eyes
Our I's
As the Files
LiFes harmonize
With the Script
U. R. Energetically
Baptized
In the new ArtificeOfLight
InSides of Synaptic Tides
As the Angles of the Arc
Lead you into the Loop
To Feed Back your Will
In the Cosmic Soup
Kitchen.
You D.e.c.I.d.E.
d.i.c.e. Your Mind
And d.i.e. In Time
Holding no reMembraneDance
Of all the Cycles locked inSide
The SineWaves
Sinews Made Flesh
Of your Precious Existenz
Embracing LifeDeathBreath
In a Heart that Transcends the width
And breadth
Of all you Know
To
Be.
Every Body is a Key
Don't let the Locks
Invade Thee
ReMember your Infinite Destiny
And reTurn your Sovereign King
To the Throne of your
Wonder and Majesty
8-4-21
Update/ 9-2022: the Soup we Swim in is SWelling
As the Frequencies Freak and Tweak NeuralsPeak
As Grounding Tethers Weaken within As we Dangle
from the wireless Rope like the Hanged Man
In a Sequestered Sea of WAN
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A game within a game within a dream within
a dream
the king and the pawn and the
bishop and queen
pretend to forget that there is a neutral space
between
where no tyrant can touch and no tyrant can
scheme
but on the board of black and white
the players feign a terrible fight
8-24-2021
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The waking awoke me from the broken spokes
Paradox in playful parade of fire and smoke
Of wise and fool and flaming jewels
Paradise and Purgatory and Names and Tools
Of wandering Souls paying the Toll
Knowing the Self at the center of it All
The dream of darkness as Journey unFolds
Beloved Becoming the Beauty and Awe
The whispered twist in the Story descends
Terror within the minds of men
Of magic and moments and omens of death
Immortality shatters the body with breath
Alone on the throne Alive in the brine
In the womb of the mother I Rise and Shine
Heaven a garden And Earth a Shrine
The Wandering Soul Awakens in Time
Bondage only a Self Inflicted Game
Broken shards that long for the Kiss
The denial of Desire that Dampens the Flame
Turn Gods into Men and Mind into Mist
Of mourning Suns and evening stars
The patterns of Matter mirror the Heart
Wheel of Wonder in Wandering Space
The Time is at Hand in the gathering place
Magic surrounds the opening of I's
Mirror of mystery masks the disguise
Of the Beloved in Form in Finite Flesh
The surrendering renders me bright & blessed
Self A Pointed Purpose inside the sphere
As projections of Light that Turn the Gears
It spins the Fractal and Loops the Feed
Heals the Tears as Fleshbody Bleeds
9-19-21
First word in each line makes a fractal of my rhyme
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Tiger
Came to me in Dreamtime
Last night
Such
Presence, Will, Intent
I was close to tiger,
Yet Aware
Of its immense Power
It took my right hand
Into
It's mouth
Playfully , gently, with teeth
Penetrating gaze
To tell me
Remind me
I had not fed it, in a long time
I knew it could rip my arm off
If it chose
But it was choosing simply
To alert me
Of my neglect
I remembered then
All
Of it
Wistful that I had let it go hungry
Trying to remedy
The situation with
Meat
And the proximity
Of this fabulous beast
To me
To my knowing
The seemingly Tamed Tiger
Pacing
Hungry
A force of nature
Being released
From my own psyche
Awoke
My primal Will
It Was so obvious
That the Feeding
Was Now
In progress
9-20-2021
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All stories end up on the Sacred Altar of our Soul...
When an ancient story is guided into ones Life
by the Daimon,
it must Unfold, and Untangle...
the psyche releases the strangled struggle of Lifetimes...
the Body of the Shaman takes in All Things...
In order...to Open...the Cells...
that have kept One Prisoner inSides of refractive Inaction.
Which KeyLocks Which Gate?
One only know when one fearlessly confronts ones fate...
and says goodbye...
to Play the Player is to Slay the Slayer...
only with a Pure Heart can one navigate the Darkest of Arts.
Destiny is born when one is Torn from the Sandbox
by the Daimon...
The Tiger is Will and Intent, and Power...
Tamed by Love and Compassion.
It will destroy the One who tries to Play the Game
but cannot Master....Self Honesty.
9-28-2021
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The Daimons Game of Power
A Resurrection Ritual
a Blessed Eviction of Messy convictions
trapped within Habitual Cellular
degeneration
A parting of Arms
and a Cutting of Cords
Lifetimes of WarCrimes
and LandMines
in Psyches Mirrored Mists of Time
as Chessboard Hells Shatter
the Programmed Patterns that Compel
Passionate Penetration
into the Heart
of the Infinite Equation
Games of Power and
Flames and Flowers
unfolding
the Script that Rips thru the
Eye of Truth
entwined SineWaves
basking in Benediction
as the Storyline
rips loose
A
Surrender
A Letting go
A Final Dance as
Darkness and Light
in Lovers Flight
breaks the Trance
and releases
Souls
from Grips and Chains
that Bind and Blame
in Roles
so Old
they Bleed the Name
of the One
Game
Beyond
All
Others.
The Battery
Terminals
Tethered
No more
A JumpStart...
of two Giant Stars
playing in Time
Projections in Space
of the Serptentine Embrace
of Plutos Poison
transmuted
into compassionate
Bosom
within the Moons
Blue Fusion.
The Daimons Game
The Fool plays Jester
to the Clown
The Chessboard wavers
as the Curtain goes down.
9-28-2021
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A counterBalance...perhaps...
when the chasm beckons
and the perilous chapel
seeks its reckoning
thru maladies and maniacal
mishaps
that overlap Present & Past Times
That threaten to Bind
tight
the blind spots with tangled knots
in games of Daimonic power
buried
in unfolding fractal flowers
of 'Sight
or
Blind DeLight'
as the shattered Tower
falls
and offers its gift
A suture to bridge the rift
Shall I fly from this precipice
or fall to my Death
as the urge to transcend
the Bond of Breath
9-30-2021
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In the in Between
Before the dream
Overtook me...
That effervescent beam
that clings
Like dew to my
Mindscreen
After the dark night has risen
Like yeast inside of me
Shone Daimonic face
The trickster dressed in lace
And leather
And choking on feathers
From my Flock
Mocked me
Pointed to the clock
And shook me from complacency
The Red Tale of Fires embrace
Rose like dawn
And threatened my Face
With scabs of disGrace
from legions
Spawn
Fighting for ascendancy
As I silenced the grim
Grip
Of their insistent
Whims
And kept right on
The same old track
Of dependency
Ignoring the tortured truth
That swarmed my limbs
And swore to remain imprisoned
Within...
Spoken to me in a cross
Between
Whisper and Scream
As I lay
Trapped in stasis
Peering at faces
Whose skin
peeled like panic
From the ancient Dream...
...Worry of whether
I'm worthy of the flame
Grateful for the shocks
And the shards and the pain
That lodge within
The neural Stains
And strains of my heaving Heart...
"Stop Showing off...
And Make Real Art"
....and in a flash
The great Rash of
Impulsive Inaction
Flickered in the Smile
Of the Vixen who agreed
To stop feeding
On my flesh
If I vowed
To rise from the bowels
Of this Blessed Test
Of Will
And say Goodbye
To Patterns that Shatter
The Sanctity of Time
Trapped within loops
Of Mind...
As I Bleed within
Mother Matter in
Fractal Flowers that Unfold
In Sacred Sines.
10-2-21
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Know the Underworld in which ye Wander
StandUnder the Game and See the Alters
Waking is a Whisper of ReMembered Wonder
A reClaiming of DeoxyRiboNuClearance
from the Massive Sale of Soul
as the Ripped File of Life Falters
10-4-2021
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I am in the Grip....
The soft lips of silence
Parting
To receive me
The deep longing of reMemberence
Grieves
And delivers the Seething
Wet tip of the daimons
Embrace
Inside this rushing
River
Of Time and Space
As the trip
Within
Begins
Peeling the Skin away
Cracks in the blackened
Facade
Tremble in ecstasy
The Nigredo of
Alchemy
Opening
As two trapped Currents
Seek amnesty
In the Only
Way
That I~s can conceive
Of Uniting
In this Bleeding Dream...
Penetration
Intensity of Consecration...
the Heart
Of the Diamond
Body
Built from the Souls
Transmutation....
10-11-21
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The untangled outgrowth of
Thought
and Mental Projection
from the containment
vessel
of my Skull
is in commencement
after the three year
Sacrificial Altar.
To say that Life
is wondrously magnificent
in its cycles and teachings
is an understatement.
What a Journey
form 'there' to 'here'
dropping the 'R'
and dismounting
from that particular Cross(t)
that was mine
….mined to bare...
fully....
filling Mind with new Hair
on Journey down
descent from Crown
to Throne
as Sovereign soul
building Home from
things ShownToBe....
Seeds of this Bleeding Dream
October 13, 2021
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I slipped through a crack in the sky
Tripped right over my own silly I
And plummeted
Through the atmosphere
Of dancing atomsHere
Mapping tears as Phos Fears
Wrath and mirrors
Refracting Errors
As Eros Arrows begin to fly
Aimed at Body as Blind Mind tries
To hold on
Hold out
Hold still as Tempest rages about
Weightless Images in cages
Break the lock
And find their way out, in…
Eyes of Mages and Pupils
And Sages
Wake with the shock
Of the skin
As it begins to peel
Away from the clock tocking within
The rhythm of Opening
And closing
Pounding it’s poultice and pouring
Its Salve at ions Dreaming
As men
And women
Dressed as Time
Spiral path in precious Flesh
Dancing thru the Annals of Spine
My oh my
The journey tries my Patience
As I Let Go, satiated by the Doctors
Cosmic Order….the Flow
Aeons of tight fisted History
I now come to Grips With…
I hit the Smooth surface
Of my Mothers Womb….
Taste the salty brine and prepare
To slip through
SineWave Lips
Soft as sultry hips that shimmy
And shimmer as Soul unfolds in bloom
A Sacred Intention to Serve This
Body of Being
As I am Birthed from the Dark Deep See
Into the Light of a New Me
that Bleeds
Stories and Deeds filled with the Perfume
Of the Divine embrace
Shiva and Shaktis infinite Delight
Making Love from the Loom
Of Time and Space.
10-25-21
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Puer et Senex
A tension between
The light of the spirit
And the dark of the dream
I climb the axis
Perched midstream
A passionate praxis
Of playful seams
Pneuma and Psyche
The Daimons embrace
I dance in the Vale
Of Time and Space
CLJ 11-4-21
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At This Very Moment In Time Space …
we are on a Precipice….
The fusion of…
distorted versions of Organic/Inorganic
ways of Being in this Wor(L)d..
…in the Beginning was the Word…
And the word was With God
……………………………………………………………………(El)
And the Word Was God
And the Spell(inG) was Cast
Over the Mass and Crowds in Vast
PrisMs as the EL⚡️Mag Waters Rise Fast
Within the DeoxyRib.E Oh Defrag the hard.drive
And Fasten your Seatbelts
The Dark Man Dwells
In the Space
We
Circle
Time
(&Time Again)
If you can see
the Puer and Senex
in the Language of these Dreamings
You are walking the road
of deCoding
the Anguished tangles
of the Seaming Seeds
The El and the Mag(dalene)(netic)(ician)(
Dance dance dance
Break the trance
Wake the snake
That shakes and quakes
Within Matter &
CircumStance
11-4-21
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Tik tok tik tok
Thick sick crowds
in wicked shock
The jabberwockys devious mockery
Blocking the neural cacophony
As the Stage is A Set
For The Sacrificial Offering
Loud crowds face down
On the ground
As the hell Hounds snarl and froth
And drown out the sounds
Of the Gathered And Lost
This
Is
The
Cost
Hollow
Of your subservience
Tik tok tik tok take stock
Of implanted deviance
Roll up your sleeve
Again
For these devious ingredients
That lead to expedience
As the kith and kin
Decay within
This. Decadent. Dream
Just a part of the Play
The curtain Call
The Mass offering softening
The Skin
As the Thin membrane Crawls
With awful parasitic alms
Embalming the deoxyRibo
Engulfing the light codes
And rewriting
The script
Reworking the machine
And beckoning the crowds
To join the mosh Pit
Trampled
Crushed by the weight of the
Black Mass
The frequency Blasts tearing
The masks right off
The beast
The Feast of souls
Sold Out and Sunken In
The Needle needlessly punctures
Skin
Penetration
Perpetration
The Silent Weapon
On Violent Stage
Enters with Rage
In Concert
With plagues of waged war
Against the brethren
11-8-21
(One year later….. how we feeling now, tater tot?
Still the blind rot peels from the cloudy Eye
Of what is… and what is not….. aLive)
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Dreamtime Hippo
A visceral reflection
of how over muscled
and controlled
my Soma has been
as a lifetime of the threat
of puddling right out of my skin
Has overcompensated
To keep the chaos out( or in?)
Hippos are meant to be soft
And buoyant
As they navigate the waters
Of the emotional realm
But mine has crystallized
And been trained
By the Martian masculine
To grip so tight
There is no room
For darkness
In the light
Of Being.
This I Know
And See
As I Do
Now
What is beginning
To come
Naturally.
Let Go
Into the Flow
Of the See of Me
Sew Seamingly slow
And free.
11-15-2021
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11-18 ……29……..11………2………Moon
Numbers are codes and ciphers
and archetypal snipers
That deliver the sharp tip of the iceberg
From the bottomLess See
-41-………5……..Mercury
Quicksilver Shiver of Womb2Tomb2Womb2Tru.th
As the Sulphuric Sun Rises this morn
My heart is Born
Anew
Flow….Let Go….Release the Gold
And break the Mold
Of ‘previous’ Yous
Day of Birth is Day of Mirth
Is Way of Earth for What It’s Worth
InFinite Games of playful Names
Claiming their Flames
La Ilaha illallah
Solve et Coagula
11-18-2021
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There are some Wakings that come like storms
Electro-swarms in magnetic forms
Dancing
On the tips of Hathor’s Horns
The Temple Priestess
ReBorn
WideEyed and Me-oh-my
How Time Flies inside the Mind
Wandering Womb
releasing
Blind sides of Ancient crimes
Buried within these patient Tombs
There are some Wakings that scream like pain
Neurolinguistic nails impaled in veins
Bleeding
And Seeding Stories in silent Shame
The Holy Harlot
Risen
OpenHearted as freedom Parts
The Seas of Self and Dwells in the Art
Of Body’s Bliss
Burning
The rotting dross from the Fixed Cross
As the Flame is taught to rekindle the Kiss
As Magdalenes Grail
Returns
Opens the Urn
Blood flooding in rivers of nerves
As the Impaled Heart
And Mind
Are Healed and Heard….
The Chironic Wound sutured
With the Salve of Spoken Words
As Pluto and Venus
Sharing the Shroud
Awake and merge….
Heiros Gamos
Blessed and Bound
In Sacred Sound
Dance
In Red Velvet
Underground
As
New Life
Stirs.
11-25-21
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look deeper so much deeper
so much deeper than the surface Play,
the tides a turning the hearts are burning
the guards are forming a new layer of the Game...
Everything you think you know is
.sdrawkcab
TheJokerCallsTheBluff.AndTheProjectionStartsToFalter.
TheDualingDragonsAreEntangled.
WithinThe64SquaresOfTheAlter
2021
BlissNinja 