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Orakhal Jun 2020
Be not
warming your
hands over a cold fire

be lit
to the heat of a new desire
Orakhal Jun 2020
****** thy chest to a swallows breast
Fix feet to ground white fire blessed
Flow breath in kind on highest tide
Set compass north thru eyes be wide

Raise tongue to taste thy words not waste
Let voice be rich and sowing
Set thought no aim be blind to game
Its fert be not worth knowing
Fert - suffers bears
Orakhal Jun 2020
be bad
be good
be happy or sad
be bought
be sold
fashioned out of gold
be cruel to your kind
looking at your mind
checking out in the changing room
the blind leading the blind

Hardened be the heart
living in the way
Wrong to make a right
Fighting for a say
Waiting to be saved while following a fad
Taken by the world to it
Telling what to have

To have and to hold
To whisper a scream
To fight and to forge
To live out a dream
To suffer and save
Feeding the starve
You look from your eyes
You see in the dark

Be you up to bring it down
Alive to wake the dead
Be you clean or be you *****
Riding in the red
Opening the door
Closing it to time
Willing to explore
Holding on the line

With one hand on the plow
The other in the fight
Looking in and looking out
A little left
A little right
A little I
A little you
A little super to the glue
Taken by the word of it
Telling what to do
Orakhal Jun 2020
I look here
I get this

I look there
I get that

I look for it
and it looks back

everything I see
I put in my eye to look at
Orakhal Jun 2020
What
you can do

is
cease
thinking
about what you cant
Orakhal Jun 2020
The
stirring
vibration

thickens its essence
into the soup of physical matter
Orakhal Jun 2020
Find
good feeling
thoughts
wherever you can find them
reality be vibration imagined
sustained and realised

this be the only requirement
to creating a  satisfying reality
vibration be first
action be later
alignment be all
Dante Rocío Jun 2020
En trouvant plus ou moins
l’art de quelqu’un
il se demande
“Qui l’a écrit ?”.
Non, non, non !
Il devrait se demander et se préciser
„Qui l’a créé ?”
car quiconque a pu le transférer
seulement en lettres
et l’y mettre,
mais seulement le créateur,
la mère,
a pu lui baiser
avec son âme et esprit
en lui donnant ainsi la Vie
Cautiously with words. Use precisely. Reading and living; writing/painting and creating: not the same.
Dante Rocío Jun 2020
Artistic existing and being,
however it is,
comes from the verge
of the land of sense,
somehow non-consciously
and dazing,
like the prophesying Pythia,
yet not that supernaturally
“Artyści gdzieś na skraju krainy zmysłów.
Z dala od śmiertelników,
gdzie wszystko jest tak ulotne”
Carlo C Gomez May 2020
I steel myself for the familiar
--the dark cylinders
of half-smoked cigarettes,
I can feel it in my lungs.

"Magic begins with blood," you said.
"Don't get stuck on a dream."

That could never be.
I dream of someone new each time.

"For me, I'm your sorrow
calling in your dreams.
For me, I'm your shadow
howling in the streets."

My hands, they close
around the throat,
until that whispered plea
becomes a silent sonnet.

"You'll be happier in your grave."
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