Transparent WorldColor my world every transparent shade, so that all Creation seems to be made of beautiful, fragile, crystalline glass. Every tree, every flower, and every blade of grass would all be diaphanous like an earthbound soul.
UntitledAs the dead imbibed the day's lightin delicate goblets, we did test our souls forthe taint of Destiny's lost doom.I was fortunate to find just angst and melancholy.Your pattern was lacedwith intrinsic, fractal chaos.Glory and honor are purged bythe serene purityof Beauty's objectivequest to locate nostalgia.She has failed so she is hollow.This trial is too harsh.Now, all rekindle likelone poets in a masquerade.
The Elohim?Four voices did I hear, in my mind but not my ear, on that wondrous day when they spoke of a new way to think, to speak, and to give. The Fates, sisters three, revealed a new plot to me. The Mentor, a male voice, gave me the power of choice. A grand life I could lead but I would need to listen, to look, to experience, and to read. Elation and temptation formed a sinister alliance which resisted all my defiance to the sins of the skin. It was a struggle I could never win. On that grim night, I cried and we died. Remnants and temporary mimicry give a semblance they are still here with me. From the dream
An Angel Born of ManHe perches upon the churchesof a forgotten God.His grey eyes and gray wings would be miraculous things,if they could serve his Lord.No halo illuminatesthis angel born of Man, which reveals his lamentable ban:He is outside the savior's grace,yet Heavenward he still turns his face.The ancient, crumbled houses of Godjoin the dry, dusty surface of sod.The metal crosses are covered by rust, so remember Man that thou art dust.
To A Dead God O Poseidon!How thy seas did froth and foam!The sea was thy dominion; thus, it was thy strength and home.How Man didst tremble and shake, when thou caused the earth to quake!Neptune was a Roman fraud, who was an imposter god!Thy waves became a trickle, (for mortal men are fickle)as thy godly kin and kith were deemed false and foolish myth.Whither art those rare portals which do hide dead immortals?Proud Poseidon rests in peace, for his pagan praise did cease.
"Dream" Vision TechniqueStep One: Find your thought-center--- A thought-center is the spot on your head where you "hear" or "feel" your thoughts. This is usually the the place where you have headaches.Step Two: Activating your thought-center---Touch your thought-center with your fingers. Gently press your fingertips on your thought-center. Remove your fingers from your thought-center. Notice how you can still feel the impressions of your fingers on your skin. Focus your attention on the impression and try to continue the feeling with your mind. Repeat this step until you notice a drastic change in your thoughts and/or perceptions.Step Three: Dream Vision---
Fluorescent ConsciousnessA walk through a hall began a revolution.A walk through a hall started my soul’s evolution.A luminous tube incited my salvation.A luminous tube exuded liberation.I drink the light with my eyes;the tunnels of thought irrigated my mind.The ecstasy filled me like molten metal in a crucible.A slow-motion world was a wondrous sight.A slow-motion world just seemed so right.I was free. I was free.I praise God for that divine madness.
The Perfect BodyI shed my vulgar fleshfor a pure, mechanized meshof self-replicating nanobots.I leave my horrid form,as a feast for each small wormin a cold, damp, and freshly-dug grave.This is my exodusfrom wrath, sorrow, amorousyearnings, terror, boredom, and envy.There shall be no more floodof vile hormones in my bloodbecause this metallic shell has none.My consciousness residesin each "cell" so nothing hidesfrom my notice or from my control.
Open the Floodgate of EcstasyStrange, dreamlike bliss reveals a new variety of thisReality."Do not acceptdefeat when you possess nothing exceptyour Sovereignty,"says a mute voice."You always have the option of free choice.""Insanity!"quoth one more thoughtwhen everything that was near you brought...fresh Clarity.So, with your mind, you discover, remember, and unwindConformity.You choose your roleon the stage of life where you earn your souland Destiny.You love the viewand you soon learn the process of your newMentality.To keep this state,you think in your brain, "Open the floodgateof Ecstasy!"
A Knight From a land in the far west, came a brave night who was his country's best. He rode upon an alabaster steed. He bore a heraldic shield to bring his house honor with each deed. In our village, he did arrive but he found few of us still alive. "What misfortune befell this place?" the noble knight queried. I replied, "Barbarians attacked and across the river they ferried." Though the remaining villagers were less than a throng, they bore witness to his oath to right the wrong. He polished his sword then mounted his horse to gallop along his righteous course. The Western knight followed the pillag
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