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Somewhere in between the no- longer & the still- to-come Mother of Muses marooned herself   In the inˈtrēɡiNG intricacies of beingness. Footloose & fancy-free I remember realizing all roads To wonder, awe, and curiosity connect. I splunked for the sacred, in the remarkable I pondered mystery, And fell into The Fact Reality goes beyond any concept. It is a Trap of creation The parallel of being -One-on-one between were – are – will be Tantamount sayables Reach reaching out to a possible whatness Engender the paradigm of meaning. Past time & tense - taught & deadened progressive paralysis takes the mind. Campanile in a bower symbols - projected cantor of Psychopannychism In tradition The awakened images where she is accompanied by Calliope & Polyhymnia. They make known, like true prophets, the stirring of the collective unconscious. The occult of a sensuousness spark enclosing lucidness within the finite psyche of a tangeable minds body A literal world of a metaphor. Shaped, reshaped, turned over, renegotiated, energized, translated. Loosening the timeless seems of awareness. Twisting individual movements till the veil is dropped. Rekindling the divine.
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Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 4:24 AM UTC
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Somewhere in between the no- longer & the still- to-come Mother of Muses marooned herself   In the inˈtrēɡiNG intricacies of beingness. Footloose & fancy-free I remember realizing all roads To wonder, awe, and curiosity connect. I splunked for the sacred, in the remarkable I pondered mystery, And fell into The Fact Reality goes beyond any concept. It is a Trap of creation The parallel of being -One-on-one between were – are – will be Tantamount sayables Reach reaching out to a possible whatness Engender the paradigm of meaning. Past time & tense - taught & deadened progressive paralysis takes the mind. Campanile in a bower symbols - projected cantor of Psychopannychism In tradition The awakened images where she is accompanied by Calliope & Polyhymnia. They make known, like true prophets, the stirring of the collective unconscious. The occult of a sensuousness spark enclosing lucidness within the finite psyche of a tangeable minds body A literal world of a metaphor. Shaped, reshaped, turned over, renegotiated, energized, translated. Loosening the timeless seems of awareness. Twisting individual movements till the veil is dropped. Rekindling the divine.
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Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 4:24 AM UTC
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