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Poemancer Dec 2020
here am I
blinking inside nothingness
wailing the variants of myself
trapped inside an endless loop of divine searching
together with my beast; the twin snakes of frequencies

here is the creator
for alpha and omega are also everything in between
and between the alpha and omega; are everything

I am the good and the poor; the fertile and the arid
banished the bad away I put those shadows inside an avatar
and then they became you

Vanity, and Pride, and Wrath, and sins
are trying to return, to home, to Me, to their skins
so they became Legion on your earth

so you are the Legion

if any man will come after Me
let him deny himself, and follow Me

let you be love, for you were wrath
let you be love, for you were sloth
for it is you that created the netherworld
for you are, the netherworld

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here am I
the hell forgiver

and when my aeon cycle meets and stops, you'll know
that I need to forgive you
to forgive Me
ConnectHook Apr 2019
Saharan angels chant their song of abundance before a Cainite altar where the enigmatic artist laughs a jibaro-hippie laugh / Red conga-anima rides the rhythm / signalling to the drowsing Queen of the South lost in a vision at the wall of Jerusalem / she must lift her gaze to heaven / turn from her vanity and behold the celestial sign / Aleph-Alpha the cipher of Messiah / the egg breaks open: flowering zygote of conception / blood of the pomegranate, granada / blood of the goat flayed on the altar of mammon / terraces of chilies exuding fire in the crystalline torpor of a Mexican fishing village / hear the clear salt water at the foot of the stairs / hear the music’s underwater depths / hear the syncopated overcoding of this annunciation / the lilies rise, shoshannim / Shushan the citadel / nomadic deserts of the outer horizon threaten the opulent decadence of the jeweled elephant-headed idol of the world / Orpheus looks back emerging from the portal stairs into the burning light of the living / Behold Eurydice one last time in perfection and it all vanishes
PROMPT # 22:
write a poem that engages
with another art form […]
a wonderful painting, film,
or piece of music you’ve experienced –
so long as it uses the poem to express something about another form of art.

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"From the tip of my tongue a New World, in the palm of my hand it sits,"

"...and the fruits are found in my pocket, as I consume ever-more of it!"

"I am the conservative Republican; I am the progressive Liber-al,"

"For I am both sides of his will -man’s mind the master of it all!"
Abraxas is a catholic doctrinal acknowledgement that the Devil and God are the same being.

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