Thursday, August 2, 2012

so you wish to humiliate me

spill some secrets

tell some tales


I suggest you don't


you haven't the advantage

you think you have


all it takes

is one honest word

to break an unseemly stranglehold


and sadly for you

I've uttered it...



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I'm fired

wired

tired

and desired


shorn

torn

in scorn

and forlorn


but I

try

to fly

so high


my strong

wrong

song

bids so long...




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there's no going back now

the door has closed

and there's nothing to do now

but go forward


into what grief misery and pain

to what shiny new dawn painting

a morning sky with fresh illusion


I don't know

and neither do you

except for all our loneliness

in our own unique skins


we are seeing all we've loved vanish

into the blinding Void

where Love guides all the torturous roads to itself...



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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

right now

this instant


the moon has turned full in Aquarius


tribulations continue to rage

the planets lock into their aspects

for their appointed time and business


while the stars wheel in the sky

and the earths burns or is inundated

depending where you happen to live


right now

the instant of the turning has passed

but still does it reverberate


as the earth endures fire or water

and the stars circle in the sky above the cracked earth...



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better days are coming...


now let's see who'll survive

long enough to see this...


heh heh




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oh the heavens we praise and the hells we disdain

that are nothing more than the action and inaction

of one single process

one single motion propelling this entire creation forward


from spent act comes inertia

and from inertia gather forces that shift into action again


and we ground up in the process itself to join the earth

in death or rise into the animating source of the process in life


we choose our stance to proceed

and end in its consequence

the outcome its own result

but the result not in our hands


all that we hold in and to us

is the choice...



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"Kill 'em all and let God sort them out" --modern-day insurgent

"Kill them all. God will easily recognize His own."--Abbot Arnauld to
            Simon de Montfort, at the massacre at Beziers, 1209


it's true that the idea of God has engendered more bloodshed

than any devil could manage


and what of the ideals of Infinity that the attempted Holy attempt

to realize in this so-called 'fallen' world?


bah! if I had the True Secret Of Life and told it to anybody

I would still be as they used to say

'one more county heard from...'


in this butcher shop of the world

where the butcher Himself weeps over the carcasses

as He welds His cleaver


all you can do here enlightened or not

is do what you think you have to do

do what you think is right


and leave the rest...

the results are not our business...



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