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L M C Jul 2015
make yourself glowingly present
and bow down to
higher consciousness

feel the bewildering
churning sensation of
your third eye
struggling for
freedom of sight
with all of its might
it should be easier
it will soon come
if you just
follow my lead

greed is futile
let all your tangibles free
feel the sweet relief of the weight
off your shoulders
you owe yourself
that sigh of completion

the freedom of
hedonism within reason
commence the ******* of the
purest sensation of truth
you have it in you
just wake up

the apple of your eye
is ripe and ****
your vibrant brain is
a ravishing work of art
frolicking down
mysterious spiral staircases
through moments of
intensely intellectual
visionary illumination
and bioluminescence

the essence of joy
intertwined with pain
juxtaposed with
sublimity in vain

wander yonder
into the somber beyond
no magic wand
nor wizard tongue
transfigure and transcend
ascend into
the winding bend of forever

shudder with delight as
shimmering reality breaks through
with vivacious sound
color and light

conscious convergences
delicate reserves of infinite truth
the youth is not wasted
by the young
breathe deeper
your life has only begun

arrival and departure
candle lit picnics in
graveyards of forgotten dreams
the cobwebs are ephemeral
and easily defeated

repeated incomplete ideas
eventually materialize into
concrete visions
the prison gates
were never secure
the allure to venture abroad
was never ruled out
tumble forth and

nourishment in its purest form
reach as high as your vision spans
wanderlust for the
bright side of the moon
the stark luster of
the multifaceted sunset

tender are the
wilting worries of yesterday
the glimmering welcomes
of desire lines
halcyon days precede
wondrous adventures
transcending darkness
lanterns are unneeded
the neurons are aglow

promises of
playful rendezvous with
all species
all personalities
commonalities made apparent immediately

your mind wastes no time
reality proves
the clock is irrelevant regardless

keep your guard down
you'll be delighted to find
that you're already home
you're already found
L M C May 2015
blessed are those
who exude marvelous

not fenced in by
cages of doubt
of discouragement

the deeply meaningful
and elegant ways
in which people
give away
bits and pieces
of what's left of
their smiles

I do not hide my
breathless sighs
finding solace
in solitude

there is no
in this

rough surfaces
wear down
and sunlight reflects
a pigment of color
never seen
by human eyes

once unreachable cores
are navigated thoroughly
spelunking through
neglected innards

no more empty promises

darkness fades
to accept the
Brightest Light
the light of the universe
that all lives
play with daily

unbeknownst to some
it is all true
these merits and magic
pursuing and perusing
the psychological
the biological

the chemical components
of what makes me
and what

I do not hide
my breathless sighs
elastic and malleable
learning the greatest
Lessons of Life
frolicking amongst the leaves
revealing unforeseen
connections and

no longer burdened
by the thought
of failure
simply enlivened
by the chance to
L M C May 2015
the only thing
wrong with you is
you feel there is
something wrong
with you

nostalgia is
a complicated mechanism
distorting memories
and smiles
thwarting accurate
perceptions of reality

remembering something
as Flawless,
when at the time
it was the
thorn in your side
you could not
seem to
get out

trembling moments
bring out your
true self

external enmity
will never let up
the internal struggle
is genuine
avoiding nightmarish
nodding toward
nihilistic surrender

to make a difference in
an indifferent world
is a true feat of

the point of
darkest resistance is
the point you
cannot retreat

the point you
cannot wave
your flag
in defeat

nothingness is

embrace something
there is
L M C Jan 2015
hedonic adaptation
living, breathing an
idealized state

transparent powers
an aesthete with an
affinity for anarchy

shamelessly insinuating
fatal errors in identification
extraterrestrial *******
at the core of our unity
probing at a molecular level
damning the will to connect

a creative protest against
the artificial
daydreams bleach
inferiority complexes
and insight breaks through

dark and damaging
sacrificial secrets
thrusting toward the deep end
forgoing progress through
flawed perception

the bright light shining through
your self inflicted wounds
cannot be ignored
L M C Oct 2014
the fabric of reality
rests on the idea that
everything is nothing
and nothing is
what I've been
yearning for

interstellar or interstitial
irregular and irradiant

never too late
always significant
sometimes terrifying

just say yes

Process and Purge
a radical transformation
is upon us
open your Heart and
your Mind will follow

one day this body
will be a corpse
and that doesn't
frighten me
in the slightest

ordinary anxieties
lose their authority
and I am Alive
at last
  Oct 2014 L M C
Sylvia Plath
Overnight, very
Whitely, discreetly,
Very quietly

Our toes, our noses
Take hold on the loam,
Acquire the air.

Nobody sees us,
Stops us, betrays us;
The small grains make room.

Soft fists insist on
Heaving the needles,
The leafy bedding,

Even the paving.
Our hammers, our rams,
Earless and eyeless,

Perfectly voiceless,
Widen the crannies,
Shoulder through holes. We

Diet on water,
On crumbs of shadow,
Bland-mannered, asking

Little or nothing.
So many of us!
So many of us!

We are shelves, we are
Tables, we are meek,
We are edible,

Nudgers and shovers
In spite of ourselves.
Our kind multiplies:

We shall by morning
Inherit the earth.
Our foot's in the door.
L M C Oct 2014
gazing blankly, but thoughtfully
toward the rising sun
with tired eyes, empty pockets, hearts sick with denial
he never thought it would turn out this way
she did and
so it went

skimming the brinks of sanity
while skimming the crystal water
with shimmering stones and
damaged dreams

glaring at the sun glinting off the water
you think of how far you've come
and how much further you must go
and you think to yourself

life and death are one in the same

black holes never existed, he says
event horizon, that from which
nothing can break free
would be
an anomaly

the cosmic visionary says so
we adhere to all he alleges
no questions asked

she smiles and replies,
ask no questions and
get no answers

in that case, he says
will you be my antidote?

I'll keep you free from malady
as long as you
keep questioning
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