I fell
Sobbing
Into arms
Of malice
Never acquiesce.
Yet,
This complex
Complex
Extravagance
Ignites
Pure flight
Never stagnate
Yet,
We exist
On the frequency
We emit
It is
Thus
So.
Thus
I cease
To fall.
Never acquiesce.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Thursday, July 12, 2012
This Yearning
This yearning.
At the center
Of the visceral
Pulsating
Furious
This desire.
To hold
And be
Beholden
Betrothed
I am
At the center
Of your visceral.
In liquid lullabys
I wait.
In lavish liturgies
I submit.
Pulsating
Furious
This desire.
I am
At the center
Of your visceral.
This yearning.
At the center
Of the visceral
Pulsating
Furious
This desire.
To hold
And be
Beholden
Betrothed
I am
At the center
Of your visceral.
In liquid lullabys
I wait.
In lavish liturgies
I submit.
Pulsating
Furious
This desire.
I am
At the center
Of your visceral.
This yearning.
Monday, July 9, 2012
Beyond the White
Beyond the white
Is the all
Beyond the black
Beyond the fall
In vespers
Whispers of
Visceral vigils
Emancipate
The formerly
Subdued
Pure energy
Consciousness
Imbued
No longer
Hidden in the
Night
Yet,
Beyond all remnants
Of all light.
Beyond the white
Is the all
And
We all
Deserve to be
In that space
In that place
Beyond the black
Beyond the white
Beyond the night
Beyond all light.
It is here
We finally
Hear
Our original
Voice
And glimpse
Our original
Face.
Is the all
Beyond the black
Beyond the fall
In vespers
Whispers of
Visceral vigils
Emancipate
The formerly
Subdued
Pure energy
Consciousness
Imbued
No longer
Hidden in the
Night
Yet,
Beyond all remnants
Of all light.
Beyond the white
Is the all
And
We all
Deserve to be
In that space
In that place
Beyond the black
Beyond the white
Beyond the night
Beyond all light.
It is here
We finally
Hear
Our original
Voice
And glimpse
Our original
Face.
The Source
Paralleled paradigms
Gradations of gray
Infinite folds
Incalculable vibrations
Patterns of thought
Interlaced in
One mind.
So why cannot
We find
The point
Beyond
The fight
The essence
Beyond the light
Where
Transient conundrums
Melt
Into the Source;
The single point
Of everything.
Gradations of gray
Infinite folds
Incalculable vibrations
Patterns of thought
Interlaced in
One mind.
So why cannot
We find
The point
Beyond
The fight
The essence
Beyond the light
Where
Transient conundrums
Melt
Into the Source;
The single point
Of everything.
THE WE
I am
She
And
He
Is me
We walk
Unbridled
Delicately
Toward
Jeweled shores.
The mists
Caress
And kiss
Our bliss
Pure.
I am
She
And he
Is me.
We are
The we.
And through
The we
We meld
As one.
She
And
He
Is me
We walk
Unbridled
Delicately
Toward
Jeweled shores.
The mists
Caress
And kiss
Our bliss
Pure.
I am
She
And he
Is me.
We are
The we.
And through
The we
We meld
As one.
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Collapsing Paradigms
When paradigms collapse
I am left
Here
With me.
Free
I am
Without alignment
To a presupposed view;
To an altered state;
To that which is not.
I lay in sands
Eternal
I am
Free.
Paradise
Unfettered.
When paradigms collapse
My blood
Runs
In delicate rivulets
I breathe
In delicate spaces
I am
Free.
Paradise
Unfettered.
I am left
Here
With me.
Free
I am
Without alignment
To a presupposed view;
To an altered state;
To that which is not.
I lay in sands
Eternal
I am
Free.
Paradise
Unfettered.
When paradigms collapse
My blood
Runs
In delicate rivulets
I breathe
In delicate spaces
I am
Free.
Paradise
Unfettered.
In The Interim
In the interim
Of hell
Versus you
I chose
You
And
Hell ensued.
Now
I choose
That
Which I no longer
Fear;
The hell
Of losing you.
Of hell
Versus you
I chose
You
And
Hell ensued.
Now
I choose
That
Which I no longer
Fear;
The hell
Of losing you.
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