auditory hallucinations? but not new data:
just a synthesis: of raw data
by an external entity?
arriving for me as
packages
of inference and
perception
such that:
i hear the apocalypse unfold embrace --
then wwvving boom speaks
and reveals Taormha --
my eyes are
empty...
forrrr ittt...
Sunday, May 30, 2010
my fingers...
my fingers in counsel with this cigarette,
dry veins of a grape leaf
crackling in the
dark --
spheres of potential energy
between two dimensional gyric disks,
in their wake, at their
intersection --
a calling,
a mandate,
i follow,
iiiiiiii...
dry veins of a grape leaf
crackling in the
dark --
spheres of potential energy
between two dimensional gyric disks,
in their wake, at their
intersection --
a calling,
a mandate,
i follow,
iiiiiiii...
Friday, May 28, 2010
cloud city pantheon
the faces of gods
appear before me:
YHWH, Krsna, Mao,
gaurdian lions and tigers
playful sentient clouds
laughing and greeting --
once,
ॐ woven into the sky,
though we stood behind Her,
rolled beneath Her;
then,
among the heavens and hosts
temples and tabernacles,
{ O } ...at first stern,
til I give myself to the Way
and the ε¥ε softened
and glowed
and Loved endlessly
into and through me --
together, a library pantheon of deities,
a scripture of ancient tones...
a transcription of the waves of ॐ
crashing on the quiet sands
of our everblossom
soul.
appear before me:
YHWH, Krsna, Mao,
gaurdian lions and tigers
playful sentient clouds
laughing and greeting --
once,
ॐ woven into the sky,
though we stood behind Her,
rolled beneath Her;
then,
among the heavens and hosts
temples and tabernacles,
{ O } ...at first stern,
til I give myself to the Way
and the ε¥ε softened
and glowed
and Loved endlessly
into and through me --
together, a library pantheon of deities,
a scripture of ancient tones...
a transcription of the waves of ॐ
crashing on the quiet sands
of our everblossom
soul.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Vision of Communion
a golden wind-waved field,
swaying Earth whisper
surrounded by deep Emerald woods --
in the center
a low soft hill crowned
with a single tree,
branches holding heaven.
in the field
round the tree,
feral naked children spirits
gather in ritual
to turn the moon + sun.
sinking through yoga into the roots
of the tree,
reflecting sunlight by their soul smiles --
the one sun above begins to split
into 3 stars
rolling apart
til they drop below the horizon.
the tree begins to glow
with purest silver shining mercurial light,
its translucent rivers pulsing,
up up
til the leaves sing out
and light splashes
down down
into the crown
chakras of empty lotus bodies,
warms + falls down their spines
til root to root the cycle is complete,
respiration.
this Union strengthens the light,
it builds it ascends
becomes the moon
and rises into the field of stars.
thus passes the night,
til from the 3 corners of the horizon
the white suns rise
become one above,
and the day is new.
∆
swaying Earth whisper
surrounded by deep Emerald woods --
in the center
a low soft hill crowned
with a single tree,
branches holding heaven.
in the field
round the tree,
feral naked children spirits
gather in ritual
to turn the moon + sun.
sinking through yoga into the roots
of the tree,
reflecting sunlight by their soul smiles --
the one sun above begins to split
into 3 stars
rolling apart
til they drop below the horizon.
the tree begins to glow
with purest silver shining mercurial light,
its translucent rivers pulsing,
up up
til the leaves sing out
and light splashes
down down
into the crown
chakras of empty lotus bodies,
warms + falls down their spines
til root to root the cycle is complete,
respiration.
this Union strengthens the light,
it builds it ascends
becomes the moon
and rises into the field of stars.
thus passes the night,
til from the 3 corners of the horizon
the white suns rise
become one above,
and the day is new.
∆
∆ ॐ ∆
young Krsnas
hugging themselves,
our Being,
through each other --
ascending prophet nymphs
hip to the power of Love,
we blissful intoxication
reverberation
saturation + overflow
of Love --
"the giraffe got into the apples!"
i hear lion roar afar,
i feel manatee dream thunder.
the whale-sparrows turn
infinity loops
through the clouds.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Blackhole Cheek Whiskers
(about to color it! --
but my brother said i'd ruin it,
so here, unadulterated.
finished version on its way.)
click to see it larger
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