linguistic *********** as the emergence of furor poeticus
:: out of phonetic oral *** comes lyrical transcendence
/
acacia thorns pierce the skin
while shittim pierces the veil of the perceivable
as golden incense weaves across the sky
to a sanctuary where we unwind space & time
prophet's write of the vapor turning on lights
and horns shining in rays of synesthesia
magi mixed herbs under the desert moon
which mapped a path through golden the sand
bundle's of wild harmel wood burns
as sparks flicker & dance with stars
in a moon reaching bonfire
under autumn shadows
in the harmonic hum of the aboriginal didgeridoo
drifting on the streams of wattle-seed smoke
gazing down as the earth unfolds and refolds
in a cymatic origami cardtrick
out of the soil grows the ship
which flies above the starry skies
fruit of biblical implications
with seeds of knowledge
& keys to ghostly dimensions
//
Thomas Aquinas
& Meister Eikhart shared the same eye
as you & I
peel wide the smokescreen
& spy through the looking-glass used by god
which saw god
which was the eye through which the son of god saw
& wept at the stale state
of the collective unconscious bots
lost in spirals of consumption & mirror reflection ************
this is not the godless wasteland
advertised by the screaming anchormen
fear-mongers & alarmists
who sell panic by the gallon
with electrodes probing their temporal lobes
the prophets & shaman's
are in the asylums
labeled as schizo's for their visions of angels
& demons
& messages from the god's
an amnesiac species
chasing the neurochemical highs
shaped by evolutionary design
as a means to survive
barrel of monkey's biologically
swinging about nuclear powered technology
alienated
that far removed from nature (forest. desert. ocean)
planning to leave the planet entirely
Om Mani Padme Hung
OM
Om Mani Padme Hung
OM
Nov 16, 2022
Nov 16, 2022 at 10:03 AM UTC
linguistic *********** as the emergence of furor poeticus
:: out of phonetic oral *** comes lyrical transcendence
/
acacia thorns pierce the skin
while shittim pierces the veil of the perceivable
as golden incense weaves across the sky
to a sanctuary where we unwind space & time
prophet's write of the vapor turning on lights
and horns shining in rays of synesthesia
magi mixed herbs under the desert moon
which mapped a path through golden the sand
bundle's of wild harmel wood burns
as sparks flicker & dance with stars
in a moon reaching bonfire
under autumn shadows
in the harmonic hum of the aboriginal didgeridoo
drifting on the streams of wattle-seed smoke
gazing down as the earth unfolds and refolds
in a cymatic origami cardtrick
out of the soil grows the ship
which flies above the starry skies
fruit of biblical implications
with seeds of knowledge
& keys to ghostly dimensions
//
Thomas Aquinas
& Meister Eikhart shared the same eye
as you & I
peel wide the smokescreen
& spy through the looking-glass used by god
which saw god
which was the eye through which the son of god saw
& wept at the stale state
of the collective unconscious bots
lost in spirals of consumption & mirror reflection ************
this is not the godless wasteland
advertised by the screaming anchormen
fear-mongers & alarmists
who sell panic by the gallon
with electrodes probing their temporal lobes
the prophets & shaman's
are in the asylums
labeled as schizo's for their visions of angels
& demons
& messages from the god's
an amnesiac species
chasing the neurochemical highs
shaped by evolutionary design
as a means to survive
barrel of monkey's biologically
swinging about nuclear powered technology
alienated
that far removed from nature (forest. desert. ocean)
planning to leave the planet entirely
Om Mani Padme Hung
OM
Om Mani Padme Hung
OM
'Om Mani Padme Hung' is a Sanskrit mantra associated with compassion.
the use of the mantra 'Om Mani Padme Hung' is to express a model of phonology in linguistics (the sound quality) and the importance, to lengths of religious significance.
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