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Francie Lynch May 2015
I've laid the shovel down
And light a candle,
Though I hardly remember why.

I've grieved for the niches
Of para-pschology,
And a general spirituality.
The out-of-body vacations,
The near death revelations.

I pine for the oaken smell
Of pews in a row;
The creak of ancient kneelers,
A red bright sanctuary light.

I am pagan,
Meditating in a copse.
Pan Zastepow i Pan Podstepow...
prawda?
cztery serca ma!
cztery serc ma!

when i drink and when i smoke
i don't want to lose my autonomy:
my automaton ulitmatum
and the counter argument against
free will...

there is no free will but
there's the freedom to think
and my Cartesian mechanisms
of res cogito
and res extensa:

in that: there's no ergo sum
when you propose
a res cogitans
and a res extensa:
you get schizophrenics that way!

the extension of thinking
becomes hallucination
whether welcome or unwelcome
whether you can command
the voices
to give mould a second mold
for this earth:
these stones:

let me understand you better:
god, because jesus will not aid
me trapped in strobe light paparazzi
of getting crucified:
walking the red carpet:
authentic? was it?
yes:
but can it be translated from the depths
of god's uncle:
the Solpisus: the grand magician of
solipsism...

i need two diacritical letters:
then i'll explain myself...
my uncle Martin is talking to me
talking to my father
he is the horse of the plague...
and he has 4 hearts:
he has 4 hearts!
i'm finally talking to the dead
among those in hell
among those in heaven and
those in my mirror of Purgatory:
my grandfather is crying
and my grandmother a killer of both
father and son...
so that makes her a forthcoming
Medussa ****** Poseidon's trident...

ah... away from political
and family matters...
the stairs are staged: there's Jacob
with a timer:
stairs into an eypical English
abode
of the houses and the gardens:
like hanging: Babylon style?

***** is a *****: look up: i said Medussa
****** Poseidon's trident
because Poseidon didn't want to ****
as much as Zeus
and Hades was an choir boy ******:
and pharaoh...
since he asked of the living:
to build a temple higher than the mountains!
and made of sound and sand!

i levi with you: as a priest, a rabbi: not exactly a jew:
you enchroached on Poland
when waited...
let's see about the Baltic States...
ooh... ooh...
i was thinking about south east Asia
and China as the Russia
of Europe
and i was thinking Japan is England
i'm... thirsty...
i still need those two diacritical letters...
Korea is like...
**** knows what Korea is...
given it's split and splinters from the north:
North Korea is France and South Korea
is Italy?

no no! mop up the blood and guts and brain...
south Korea is Greece
and north Korea is Turkey...
but England is certainly bronze age Japan
and Russia is the iron age China:
current year...
get with the ******* project!

Pan  ZASTĘPÓW
  (Herr)
Pan  PODSTĘPÓW
loosely: a lord of reincarnations
as father:
and the satan son
of tricks...

a hellish dualism of still waiting
for the zombie rebellion:
a zombie crusade against the gods of monotheism:
because it would only take one god
from polytheism:
to conjure up a tree and it being chopped
up into toothpicks
to conjure angels and demons:
but forget about...
that third faction of heavenly beings
like the geniuses...
and the faction of the closest
prioximate hunger for knowing
planetary movements:
Earth is the daughter of Atlas...
Venus is the daughter of...
Mars is the son of...
Jupiter is the son of...
Neptune: Uranus: Pluto...
we call Saturn a: satiated orbit:

beyond the concentration of water in body
animate:
there's the long lost and gaseous
as grand as the planets in orbit:
like feminism when digging trenches
and tunnels to reach Darwinism:
because feminism thinks that Darwinism
is a philosophy:
but merely an observational weight...
there was only Darwin and no counter claimant
of Darwin's observation came along
to decide upon the rigid strcutures of
bio-society:
beyond mere architecture
but how people interacted with each other:
how technology like ants would
impact the Gregorian mind of the grand ape
know nothing...
i can move away from serpents
and imagining dragons because
then came unearthing thos dinosaur bones...
my mind is filled
with pacts of mosquitos with flies
and the archaic outlandish history according
to Darwinism
not because the dinosaurs  and the meteor
and is that a subjective: instinctive:
god given narrative proof and probe?
the one night the moon fell asleep?
or just because the moon is the daughter of...
****: either Pluto...
Pluto... Neptune is also the former, current:
name for Poseidon...
a planet given a name of one of the Titans:

not of gods: gods in proximity:
but Titans beyond...
the moon will tell you:
she will...

now i have technology like ants crawling on my mind
and tapeworms for all that's alive
and this world fear:
away from the serpents:
i looked in:
and from:
popularized pschology:
the chaos of Ouroboros
that came the order of Caduceus...

like the focus of the other ancient man
with the crows...
Huginn of thought
and Muninn of memory...

Ouroboros of chaos depicted as order
and Caduceus of order depicted as chaos
of discovery: from that the DNA helix...
and hex: upon you all... and hex hex:
upon you all; a sweet dream:
the sweetest of dreams:
falling asleep with a cat and a wife
0000000 miles away...
when it's raining: lying in a tent...
with the sound of rain...
cradling and nudging the sleep...
tender sleep:
tenderest of babes.

— The End —