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#281 Posted : 3/22/2018 11:46:00 AM
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Location: lost in transformation
I am cloaked in my lovers.
Filthy with them.
Rich!
I bath in their colours and am revivified.
can you say the same?
Question me another day,
maybe even now,
and I may be estranged,
please find me.
Find me a river,
fe fi me a hum drum,
bugging out in the desert
with foe's near and thumbs twiddling,
what would jack think?
If only Adam had of Evened out
then my pain would not be Able to pick up the Cane
and strike me down in the midst of things to come.
 

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#282 Posted : 3/22/2018 11:55:34 AM
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Location: lost in transformation
I put my joints out on pieces of nickle or something,
a mixture maybe.
I don't know what money is made of these days
but I do know what money has always been made of,
intent! intent!
What is your money made of?
I feel intense when I know I am money,
I am lonely money,
battery charged,
a currency spent in intent intent.
I love and know that I love;
and when I can't I'm angry with the obstacles,
or I cry,
or am nervous.
There be gold in these shivers,
silver shivers of timber,
shaping my timbre.
When I can't; I won't,
but am a cat peering through a window
and when the glass house hits the glass ceiling
and all reflections are star dust;
I'll be caked in it.
 
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#283 Posted : 3/26/2018 2:07:37 AM
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Location: lost in transformation
The cake is a lie.
The cake is a lie,
it's your birthday,
have you tried blowing out the candles.?
Do you know how to wish?
Chase a carrot on a stick?
It's your birthday you grasp out through straw.
Crack an egg on your head,
gasping, shivers from shoulders
through a big round question mark.
What is it I should know,
caked in egg head to toe,
that I didn't when I should have before?
 
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#284 Posted : 4/6/2018 4:13:02 AM

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The abyss comes toward me as I jump in,
It does not care if I lose or if I win.
The blackness turned away it's light,
No visions, no preference, no fight.
Turned inside out and upside down,
Flipped side to side and all around.
I am shredded to the core and left alone,
In the dark and mind is blown.
It leaves me there until I forget,
The being I was before we met.
I see a light that shines in my eyes,
It takes away the shame and the lies.
It places my mind where it used to be,
builds up all the pieces that were once me.
I see myself as I have never seen,
I now remember what I had been.
It gives back the life I once had,
as I stare at my hands I am glad.
I cry and wail and give gratitude for this life,
all of it, the love, the fear, the joy, the strife.


DmnStr8
It is what it is
 
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#285 Posted : 4/28/2018 5:04:32 AM

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I wrote this many years ago and recently found it.. thought I would share it.

I looked in the mirror and said I'm trying to save you
Myself looked back and said I don't believe you
I don't care if you don't believe me and it doesn't matter to me
You can stay as yourself but you will let me be me
But we are one and the same myself tried to say
No, I am me and not you and now you're in the way
Excuse me I said as I got into the cannon
Myself was too scared to go as you can imagine
The cannon went off and I shot into space
You should have seen the look on my self's face
Space welcomed me in and said how do ya do?
I said I do fine and how the hell are you?
We sat there talking for what must have been hours
When space mentioned something about powers
This peeked my interest as soon as it was said
These powers I thought would look great in my head
Then space disappeared inside of a dome
I was happy to have a new place to roam
I smelled a low humming that caught my attention
The taste of the colors are something to mention
The hum got louder and gave me a hug
It thanked me for coming and then with a shrug
The hum waved goodbye and then snapped it's sound
The sound rose me up in the air off the ground
I rose so fast that I lost my own mind
My ears are now deaf my eyes are now blind
The light left my eyes and all turned to black
At this point I wanted to turn back
The blackness it took me and showed myself die
How long had I been here? and I started to cry
Relax it's ok I could hear in my head
All the while I thinking I'm dead
The hum came back and it took me quite quickly
I found myself feeling something oddly tickly
My arms were now noodles and my fingers spaghetti
The top of my head blew off and out came confetti
The confetti looked something like stars
It was so beautiful, wonderful, confounding, and bizarre
Space showed up and and turned me into white light
The light split itself across the night
Across the darkness of night, the universe, and into every being
I could not believe what I was seeing
I experienced my birth, my life and my death
All on one string, made out of one breath
Out of my left ear I heard someone singing
I tilted my head and began leaning
I leaned too far and fell back to earth
All my experiences with me to count up the worth
What I count just falls through my fingers
Like sand in an hourglass not wanting to linger
The sand fell out and made up my frame
It filled up my entire body but I still looked the same
I opened my eyes for the first time that day
No longer dreaming, Awakened they say.

DmnStr8
It is what it is
 
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#286 Posted : 5/2/2018 2:31:17 AM

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you wont have to like it
and you probably wont
but we all pick our poisons
sometimes mine get stuck in my throat
im not choking though
just laughing
its hilarious you see
that whats poison and madness to you
is just happiness to me
but my tank is on empty
and its a long walk to the station
so step in line and get in formation
we gotta make this thing fast cause times running out
its hard to walk on the water while your flying on clouds
it will be over soon and thats all that really counts

got a lot going on
and a little to miss
there is trouble a foot
that gets bleaker than this
so bundle up tight
and ball up your fists
"If you do not posses the ashes you will not be able to obtain our salt and without our salt you will not be able to impart to our substance a bodily form for the coagulation of all things is produced by salt alone." ~ Basil Valentine
 
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#287 Posted : 5/2/2018 8:10:24 PM

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sometimes i have a knack
for finding all that i lack
at the bottom of a bowl of soup
but thats not my dinner
tonight

its been a long time
since ive seen the grey dawn
and its been a cold night
too right to be wrong
but i find comfort sometimes
in the creaking floorboards

a lot of things look
and i look back at them still
i find myself amused
when i see the boys shill
and the shillings they pull
with the puppeteers strings
make the managerie dance
convincing it seems

but im alone in this room
with a dropper and spoon
ive been a bad man
so sing me the songs of the doomed
but i like it that way
and i wont hurt anyone
with this dusty old broom

im going away
and im not coming back
you wont find me tomorrow
only my track
and im a choo choo train running
just 5 minutes late

its early in the morning
or maybe late in the night
i cant quite tell which
im not yet that bright
but there is a promise ahead
i can see it gleaming
like a candle flame
being blown out
as a child makes a wish that never comes true

so dont look for me now
or yet again in the morrow
im walking those fields
with these wheels that i borrow
"If you do not posses the ashes you will not be able to obtain our salt and without our salt you will not be able to impart to our substance a bodily form for the coagulation of all things is produced by salt alone." ~ Basil Valentine
 
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#288 Posted : 5/17/2018 2:39:25 AM

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They wonder why the pills dont work
And the soda makes you thirsty
The cigarette smokes and all the bad jokes
That fall from the throats
Is worsening
And they wonder
They wonder and ask aloud
At the tv screens with their satellite beams
Spoon feedings us dreams
Tasting all the obscenes
The masticated mass of all that one gleans
Becomes like gum whos flavor is lost
And the cheap circus show now garbage overdue to be tossed
They wonder and whine for the answers within
But never the time for other than sit and spin
They covet the horrors they proudly display
They borrow in sorrow and resent what they pay
Its quite a conundrum wouldnt you say?
And they still wonder why the pills dont work
Why the soda brings thirst
And the cigarette smokes and all the bad jokes
That fall from their throats
Get worse
"If you do not posses the ashes you will not be able to obtain our salt and without our salt you will not be able to impart to our substance a bodily form for the coagulation of all things is produced by salt alone." ~ Basil Valentine
 
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#289 Posted : 5/17/2018 6:04:15 AM

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wheres my forest girl
who remembers the elders
who knows the river
'if you doubt blue mountains walking then you do not know your own walking'
 
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#290 Posted : 5/17/2018 7:01:16 AM

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in thus consummate resolve i drift aboard delight, (and)
in marriage with the courage to trust thyself aright,
sometimes i float in the deep of endless depths,
(fathomless bottoms devoid of luminescence)
but here i rage no more against a dying of the light,
for death i do not damn for how could death be damned?
such damnation is the symptom of madness!
we can be certain then that a damning of the light of death
departs away from truth, forsaking life, leaving life betrayed.
(witness now the tale of husband death)
•••
death walks the invisible world,
in which live the realms of invisible beings.
of these realms there is a peculiar set,
they call themselves human beings.
in the abyssal depth of death’s invisible world,
there appear like holograms in the space of the empty,
materializing, mysteriously, into dangling densities,
eccentric ghostly figurines against the backdrop of the void.
now the king of death had one rule only,
which all beings that are visiting must accept,
do not extend your invitation to my paradise,
ere shall i annihilate. enjoy my welcome. that is all.
for eons past and futures far alike,
the abyss of the void of the realm of death,
is ever momently purged to keep his invisible world,
tidy.
but persistently is there ever unwelcome visitors,
apparently having failed to respect proper guest routine,
manners so absent that even death raises a brow,
and therefore shoots the lord of life a glance, having all
the appearance of the expression of a demon’s that is gleaming.
i just cannot understand, the devil said,
speaking of the rascals,
which take advantage of his hospitality,
relaxing with the lord of life sitting ‘neath a ginkgo tree,
how they overstay their welcome.
addicted they are, (replied the wife of life),
to material. so much so apparently, they identify material,
with their densely bodies and are tricked,
by their physicality with my hospitality.
how odd they think we envy them, desiring mortality! (uttered husband death)
you’re exactly right, (replied the lord of life)
how little they know of life. . .

(her voice pierced the logosphere,
a tune too perfect to hear)
§
like the lonely flower, beautiful for no one. . .
like this butterfly, beautiful for me. . .
and all the sky in water blue, beautiful for you. . .

her song penetrated every corner of the world,
over every land and sea her voice reverberated,
the secret untold which keeps itself! she cried.

but these notes of honey settle rare on ear or eye,
dewdrops they, of joyous myurakuli!
so few these are, are those invisible to me.
and so sighed the king of death.
but his spirits were uplifted not long after,
the lovely wife of life disdressed her luminous gown,
mystic’ly aglow, of the softest moonlit violet-blue,
entering the pond she made not a ripple.
her tresses silky deathless find their course aflux,
along in motion on her shoulders softly pale;
but beneath the tresses – arest on breasts divine,
beats behind the breasts divine the immortal heart of life,
the thumping eternality of the wife of husband death,
the goddess life.
"What must I do master?"
"You must train yourself, to let go, of everything, you fear, to lose."
 
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#291 Posted : 5/24/2018 7:01:51 PM

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I wonder
And I wander
And ask
Why why why why why
Said baby
I wonder
And I wander
To ask
Why why why why why
Baby
I wonder
And they wander
Askin
Why why why why why
Said baby
They wander
And she wonders
Askin
Why why why why why
Said baby
I wonder
And they wander
Never askin
Why why why why why
Baby
And I wonder while I wander
Asking
Why why why why why
Said baby
I wonder
Where she wanders
Don’t know
Why why why why why
Said baby
Don’t wander
And don’t wonder
Or ask
Why why why why why
Oh baby
I wonder
"If you do not posses the ashes you will not be able to obtain our salt and without our salt you will not be able to impart to our substance a bodily form for the coagulation of all things is produced by salt alone." ~ Basil Valentine
 
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