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Dan Hess Dec 2021
No weight can bring me down
cause I can lift it!
I’m working out now
and I’ll be bliss-ripped!

Any time I feel heavy
I’m dancing on my feet!
If I must shoulder the weight of the world
I just need more to eat!

Cause I’m getting shredded in my levity,
and happiness is in me.
I’ll do push ups with mountains on my back
and fly with boulders on my feet!

I’m laughing cause this energy
would try to weigh me down.
In my faith and synergy
I have the strength for leaps and bounds.

I’m realizing now that Love is training me
to be a force for good and light,
and flow with Truth eternally.

My gratitude will build me up!
I’m already aligned!
For, every challenge I might face
is a lesson given from the divine
Dan Hess Dec 2021
this poem is intentionally bad on purpose

Thou, shall I compare, then,
to a sunmer day?
as that it is that thy art splendiferous in a way of which
i cannot thee abate

so bright is your effusion
that it shines
and they say that it’s light that’s divinely fine

if a red rose can’t be sweet without it’s thorns
your complexion around which all beauty dost be adorned
girl you make me feel so incredibly warm
and fuzzy inside
i don’t need to watch ****

id rather talk to you and i can tell you that that is true
because before we were one and now we make 2
but im so close to you girl i think it might actually be true
we were one all along but now were won that’s new

i know we just met on tinder the other day
but bae
please tell me forever that you will stay
im **ckin shakes spear
Dan Hess Dec 2021
It resonates, and it is a melody
in harmony with your song.
You resonate,
and you write an ode to it.

You serenade it,
embody its energy,
match its frequency
with your whole being.

It resonates with you,
and it is a tune,
and you are complete.

You resonate with it
and you are open, empty,
ready to eat of its fruit;
become a part of it
as it becomes a part of you.

Am I too rigid in my windiness?
Am I too mutable to coalesce?
Too stuck on shifting with the breeze
to be mellifluous?

Am I a one man band
against a symphony
of endlessness?

I say it resonates,
but I’m expressed;
removed from zephyr
and born as breath.

A ‘more’, amor,
but nothing more
than breadth
without substance
Dan Hess Dec 2021
Do most fear death
til their final breath?
Do they sigh and let go
when there is nothing left?
Dan Hess Dec 2021
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When confronted with the inexplicable,
the human mind seeks to rationalize, 
explain,
and fit information into an established worldview.

When confronted with the incomprehensible, the mind recoils. 

It shrinks into and attempts to consume itself.

You cannot wrap self over self.
You cannot become the outer and the inner.
You are but a superposition of the visage of God;
a superficial reflection of divinity’s affection.

You cannot become the subconscious
of your subconscious.
You cannot become the intuition
of your intuition.  

You can shed the mind and be present.

You can breathe and connect
and form a circuit between;
be a conduit for varying information
of different vibrations and intensities.

Form a loop that spells infinity.

This transition is the interstitium;
where information acts synaptic;
where transference relays occurrence
between two spaces with different interfaces.

It is elastic.
It is magic in liminal plastic,
snapping back and creating
the dialogue with self.

It is a circuit of convergence
where purpose meets inertia.
It is neither beginning nor end.
It is betwixt real and pretend.

It can upend the rend
of space and face;
time and place, and waste and worth.

It interweaves the world with dreams
and breathes new life into your needs.
It knows you without knowing anything.

It knows your feelings,
and the concepts you can’t speak.
It is your mind not minding.
Infinity across dividing.
Interstitial/transitive layer of consciousness

Super ego|higher self
-interstitium-
ego|infinity cross
-interstitium-
subconscious|lower self|ani-minimal
Dan Hess Nov 2021
I open up to my mother
she listens begrudgingly
but physically
cold shoulder

I point out her body language
she says I’m on the attack
I just want peace
but a cold war is still a war

He coughs all day to numb the pain
releasing it in clouds around him
every sound has a weight on my heart
and it never ends

I want to escape
but I’m frozen in place
and I’m not interested in playing pretend
Maybe ignorance is bliss and this
is suffering needlessly

I can’t escape
paralysis
except when I’m asleep

demons used to chase me
in the worlds inside my dreams
one day, i touched the bottom
surfaced from beneath the waters
woke but couldn’t move

at the end of my bed
a demon waited
so i sent waves of energy in its direction
and freed myself

even the most fearsome monsters
respond to these vibrations
is that how they see me?
certainly I’m no exception
Dan Hess Nov 2021
You won’t get boiling water by throwing ice into a fire.
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