Confessor, I am reborn,
Vain with ash and frankincense;
Absolved of my inverted pleasures,
Reconciled to the morality of suffering.

Confessor, I am returned,
Predestined to gravely offend;
Nimbly contrite in my genuflection,
Gracefully weak-kneed in my resolve.

Confessor, I am reborn,
Although aged by my discretion;
Examined satisfactorily by my conscience,
Blessedly relieved through your encouragement.

Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.

Mysterious creature, full of enigmata
You beautifully-made, holy and divine
The elaborated picture of the museum
You are a work of art!

You’re that fragile rose with thorns around
Sweet and soft and ready to attack
You’re that pretty flower people admire
Yet your power can bring everyone down!

Inside of you is the life-giving mechanism
You carry the future of the world
You’ve got the most marvelous body
That adds life to the life it’s got!

Your tears should be like diamonds
Very rare unless they’re of joy
Your being should be like a temple
Where people ask for blessings and pay respect!

You shall always be looked up
And appreciated for what you’ve got
Books and poems and movies shall be made
About you creature, you pave the way ahead!

Don’t you dare underestimate yourself!
The blaze that burns beneath your skin
The destructive power you lock inside
The fighting soul you try to hide!

Don’t you dare let them break you apart
Collect yourself the pieces, hold your head  up high
You were, you are, you’ll always be
Worthy of love, respect and happiness!

Let no one define who you are
Let no one step on you as you leave your guard down
Let no one control that burning light
That shines through the darkest sites!

You’re a woman, do you hear me?
Praise that name and give it a meaning
Fight for what you believe, for those who you love
But never stop fighting for yourself above of all!

Love and respect and appreciate yourself
You’re stronger than you always seem to behave
And in the darkest times when you feel like giving up
Remember you’re a woman, capable of turning the world upside-down!

turtle eggs waiting
for the signal to begin
terrapin station

Sadly enough there are philosophers in this world
who have no questions to answer and
nothing to theorize about
All the thought provoking practices
have apparently been consumed, have
been done into extinction, devoured and
digested and shat
It is over
Humanity has no mysteries left
for the mysteries have no humanity
and are therefore heartless and soulless
and a waste of time

There is nothing left to discover
The world is a big play but all the
characters and all the scenes and all the
settings and the interactions have been
discovered as to ultimately rob us of the
sense of journey

Now it's like we just exist here
Perhaps to worship those who existed
before us and discovered all things for us
To stand in their shadow and bask
in the knowing that we will never create a
new poem or a new novel anymore than we
will design a never before seen color

Only that which I have never seen before
might qualify as new, and only to me, for
the concept of new can never be universal

And the more new things I see, the less
new things I see
and the less value they bear
Old people will agree to this
And the rest, they will grow old one day
Tomorrow
When the senses will wear out and the
ear will know that music is made
out by the same
vibration
and the eye will know that
all the colors are the same colors
mixed differently

Ultimately the mind will understand that
all ideas are the same idea told
differently
and heard differently
and passed along differently

And the idea says that happiness
starts with being and ends
with thinking

or perhaps this is only how I think of it
or how you hear it

neil young is still the ocean
you're the plastic in the ocean

taking takes a generation
offspring of takers
vipers and invaders

twice the welfare
snap payments holding up the line
beware, beware
in the kinship of the reprobate mind
there is a point of no return
the self-righteous among nations can only pass
but never discern

tribe against tribe
gay blood on the pavement
a point of no return
a head to behead
a church to burn
a tall building uprising
a crane collapsing

a cat named nasty
a cat named ******
all meowing so loudly
across your delusional path

give me give me give me
me me and mine
tribe against tribe
in the fellowship of the reprobate mind

Oh my God
I can't forget
The way  you
Owned the road
In many a boy's heart
Leasing a foothold.

The way you  used
To sashay
Calls for an assay
Why?
To prove
You're composed of
Pure gold
To outsmart many
A girl 100 fold.

I bet
Your liquification
It is unmatched
To date.///

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I was grappling with
Electromagnetic wave
Grasping the gist
In my memory to save,
You rammed it home
With your even
Snow white teeth
What is more
Electron-dislodging
Rays emitted towards I
From radiating eye(s)
Like a missile
My soul
To launch to the sky.

Closed to many girls
Was my heart
Yet, you threw it open
With little effort
Barrier *******
Is a cup of tea for
Quantum mechanics expert,
A physics lab
That makes
Its subject's heart