Unleashing arrows of light
which scorch the sky
encroaching on the domain
of ancient anchors

Boring
through deep, unspeaking shrouds

as the orbs of everlasting force
should only sing through resonances
abounding when tangible things
dissolve in their fall from grace
alongside the eyes of earth

As if by rods of Zeus,
I am struck with white noise
meteoric light ruptures the heavens
rejecting the frailty of corporeal existence,

as the mind’s eye is forced open

my ears explode with ringing
the song of heaven vibrating my teeth


“Pay attention! Wake up! It’s not too late!”
The voice of ages calls through all eternity
to excite the soul which rests
in the groove of the heart

Spirits sing

always they are singing

their voices synchronize 
in chain reactions
causing reality to unfurl



Each star, a node
the strings of heaven shake
in holy harmony
spectrum-slipping into ripples
inconceivably infinite iterations of existence
unveiling vortexes of vectors
Tangents, tangling Totality in tantric tandem
until ubiquitous uniformity upheaves

the insidious illusions of individuality


So melt, dissolve, unwind, and un-become
again with the slipping, weaving, winding
blinding light of time unbinding from the mind,
til we exist in emptiness and find
that all along, we’ve intertwined ourselves
with what is else, a wealth of living
in delivering the realm
of dreams and streams of being gleaming
in the crux of everything
and nothing
there is opening
the apertures, the rapt and ruptured slipping
rippling
dripping starlight
fissures

Where beings bleed 
through overstretched dimensions
only held to wells of willowing intentions

a blip, a blast of consciousness
morphs into the pupil
of the master: World-Weaving-Thing
that observes the observer observing

eye am not eye am what I am eye am I?

sublime sub-liminality
entrenched in where, whence present
becomes presence without essence;
coalescence regresses
into evanescence
as
returned
is me to thee to We

Then

-Not-

In ev’ry sprawling scene, thine eyes intake,

by boundless beauty of the world, sustained

to drink of Mother Nature’s purest make

and thus inspire the mind to live again!


As is our destiny in manifest

to life belied by souls’ unending glut

to nature’s grand expanse, therefore invest

or from our very essence we’ll be cut.



By songs beget and poetry, returned

to beautify the world we’ve come to claim;

yet, ever in our conquest has it burned

til nought but ashen sorrow doth remain.



Lest human nature end humanity

for all and nature’s sake, let nature be!

i’ve been listening to the playlist I made for you
back in days of bliss, when everything felt new
and when it came the time to bid adieu
i didn’t want to

but the sun went down over pompeii
and One Million Lovers came to fade away
and I Wish I Knew You back in better days
when things weren’t strange
and life was a bit less gray

but Amber, I can hear the sound
of corvids cawing when you’re around
and they’re still singing that ominous sound
even to this day



my heart is swelling with dismay

I wish for Lotus Flowers
on The Altar
so when Seasons Change

I can waste away
without (Waiting On You)



i Wish You Were Here
but Look At Where We Are
so far from Yesterday



so Honey, if You Are The Right One
Give it to Me straight

was I too late
or were we meant to break
The Distance between fate


my Bloodfloods with Multi Love

in this Mad World

our hearts beating in rhythmic synergy
as I inhale, and out you breathe



but the sun’s still shining now that you’re gone
and though I can’t say I’ve moved on

whether or not you’re my Alter Ego

i’m Ready To Let Go

I am the air
i can fit anywhere
without ever taking
the shape of a container

i am nebulous
amorphous
orphic
shifting in duality
precipitating energy
while still remaining
empty

i glide inside
the captivating
pull of worlds rotating

still enamored by the moon
emanating atmospheric sphere's
within the room

Sun and moon in me

river of light and ocean of emotion
always spilling over pulchritudinous petals
of the unfurling lotus of energy

til comes the withering of flowers
when love ceases to flow
inertia, become inert
dormant in my hurt
i shrivel
so

now in night, when i sleep,
the mind unwinds there in the deep
my hidden, hollow heart it keeps

a home, alone, within me
aching emptily
in nightmarish symmetry
i view myself, unruly

but I know I am alone
to undertake the healing
of the heart I call my home
to fill me up again

so in the light of day I rise
open my mind
and beckon starlight

to shine a beacon through me
connecting everything to nothing
Earthbound energy in true reunion
with the cosmic overflow

Balancing duality of being
love of light, and darkest night
in honoring and seeing
my virtues and my plight
my stardust, gleaming

Alchemizing mind, body and soul;

effervescence, as the salt of the earth
dissolves in the endless ocean
restoring emotion
allowing tears to flow freely
once again

i hear the call of crows and smile
always they are synchronized with my thoughts
always gently prodding at the shell of my greater awareness
the barrier of contemplation and understanding,
that keeps me ******* thin
from letting the world in

and the sable feathered angels
speak in rhythmic humming
saying, in some way

"look here!
listen! hark!
the chiming bells ring!
the song of heaven sings,
it floats in
upon the wind!

feel it cascading
over you.
feel the alignment
of the microcosm
you call home.

a chain reaction,
engulfing you
in waves
of connectivity.

let these
paper thin membranes
dissolve.

you have already
permeated the skin;
to light
you are transparent."

i'm always seeing hearts in my coffee cup
the moon, a brain, jupiter in the days of the great conjunction
my lapis always seems to disappear,
slipping through the veil, into different worlds
i wonder, if i ever find those pieces
what energy they will carry through to me

it must be marvelous

in the past, some days
i'd wake up in another world
deja vu
much the same
but shifted
mirrored
a tad bit left
playing tricks on my eyes
rewriting memories
but never quite
fooling the soul

a universe within a universe
within a universe within a molecule
within that shard of glass
from the cup you dropped on the ground

and oh well
you'd be better off just pitching it
it's not as if your infinite
strings of copies will feel
the ripple effect of the impact
in a place where gravity is so alien

and anyway it's happening
]]]]]accordion[[[[[
over endless mirrors
squashed together

time is a fickle thing
and in your soulful wandering
you might find information
is condensed in endless
p
r
  i
   s

t
inemoments

shrunk or stretched over
myriad material multitudes
in densities you slip through
never keeping track of what is processed
or abandoned in the phantom pools
of time's slipstreams

in this part of the poem,
i am imbuing words
with the power
of peace and love

if you're able,
drink that in with your eyes
there's an infinite supply

if you've ever decided you didn't need shoes
and stepped into the grass
congratulations! you are now cuddling with
an ancient goddess

try making yourself heavy
to ease into the energy of gravity
and if you're ready
you might bleed into her bounty

then, deep breath!
shake it out
do that thing where
you make your cheeks wobble
it's like pbbldd

that should wake you up
prime your mind for inhaling nature's
peace and loving kindness

you can talk to trees
by humming
in the heart
and pushing that fibrous
energy out the throat chakra

they will reciprocate
by helping you to slow down
and show you how gradually life grows
it's quite relaxing

every different spot along the spine
corresponds to a different singing sigh
a high pitch, for the head, and eye
and a low flowing moan
for the roots
we know as home

hum the spectrum
and let yourself feel silly
spirit willing
that laughter
will heal your heart

...i love you