“SETI(Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence)”
if you are afraid
of the change you must face,
know
that you must face it anyway
and it is better to pray and play
through it
than to be wasted
or devastated
by it
come
to the living worlds
out of the dead ones
come
to the living words
out of the silent drums
all things
must transform
transform
trance-form
there comes a time
when you may have to make
your own medicine
descend
blend
and ascend again
manifestation-vessel
of the eternal aether
quantum energy vehicle
which never withers
not many
will chance the journey
allowing cosmic spirits
to flow through the body
giving a voice to the mysteries
of hidden realities
the Soul of the infinite sky
ever speaks through the Infinite Eye
August 31st, 2009
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“So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell
Blue skys from pain
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?”
-Roger Waters
“Once the religious, the hunted and weary
Chasing the promise of freedom and hope
Came to this country to build a new vision
Far from the reaches of kingdom and pope”
-Steppenwolf (Monster)
in the matrix
of reality –
the core
of controlling the poor
is that the rulers evermore
must undermine and not define
the true meaning of anarchy
to maintain perpetual wars
the art of the abstract
allows visions to become
easier to grasp
granting the harmonik
a greater map
threatening the profits
of the corrupt and chaotic
the most powerful governments
rule by keeping the masses sick
by appealing to the most animal of our senses –
superficial, lustful, spiteful, and what happens quick
the minority of the hoarding and greedy
do not want the ordinary to see
the sacred connection between
anarchy and the holy
the most holy
is based in anarchy
how do we come
to the conversation
of conversion, healing
and transformation?
by thinking
beyond laws . . .?
August 31st, 2009
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bypass program medical panoply real
images showed went with every world
More smoke give anything metals alloy
entrance human services consequences
they grow disabled engines
Anna dug fire crowned elevator terminus
forget not klaus barbie butcher block remnants
boring scar bothered involving construct
loved motion caught difficult chore
pain sufficient for expelled foreboding
daresay that occurred
isolated from the context observed
cybercosm reigns his expression
ultimate apes were inside him
outside of adaptation
Lunarian expression must all out alone support module human customs
stalagmite cloud appeared
human languages also realized loop
ordinary robots what so tasks granted air
command vapors scarcely
clumsy flier water worm clouds above
creatures clung the tone faceless head for humans their cards
genetic malady arrow agreed
dragon slayer epidermis
touch with eyes
fire burning communal garage driftwood
preserve breathable order
ingredients exist within special metamorphs
ignore the created flesh grope their record
Zero risk required that slice across discipline
cat screeched the spaceport wanted silence
sketch out more stone with earthy sea noises
fire screen displayed adult over small children anathema
ancestral casemates battalion swarmed opposing sorcerers
the ghostly state made things fly
lost strange boat the truth waded deep lines
impossible dragon changed arrow pushed the outer bets
arkness swooped meters dead
breaching the cumbersome bureaucratic spacesuit
anti-gravity elevators bridged capitalists frontiers new
August 27th, 2009
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“what would you do
if I sang out of tune,
would you stand up and
walk out on me …”
-Beatles (Joe Cocker version)
my gravy was wavy
waves, you see
almost made it
missed my ride
it may be the reason
i am still alive
my hand on my joe
cocker
i was a real precursor
prog-rocker
sly was my family
havens/santana/hendrix
visionary
still i follow
cosmic harmony
after my 50 years
half a century
look what it did to me
i am still singing
i am still feeling
free
August 14th, 2009
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“there is no
greater sin
than how exploited
we have been”
-JahHannibal
the thankless hoards
of self-serving lords
live a christian lie
until they die
these heathens breathe
the mob-disease
with fire and hate
they reap what they rape
gathering to march with paranoia and fear
they strategize with loud mouths and plugged ears
as common sense disappears
no wonder the youth no longer care
change is kicking them in their butts
racist pussies and fascist nuts
nothing is won until they spill blood and guts
and bring hell’s wrath beating down upon us
August 9th, 2009
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