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James Sep 2021
Sunlit ridges embrace the eager traveler
playful shadows dance and duck
down a bottomless ocean road
birds connect heaven with earth
flaming wings burn to ash
koi swim in fluorescent skies
I stand above, a wanderer in your eye
James Jul 2020
Honor thy self

Fate shall evaporate like the morning dew

Do what thou wilt

watch a useless world devoured by dreams

We are stars burning brightly

Madly creating reality
  
Athena and Apollo in the flesh

Eris and Eros dancing through starlight eyes  

as the universe expands within

slicing raging wings of desire

On blades of will sharpened pure
James Apr 2021
I deny this multiplicity of being  

And

I invoke the infinite

for I AM

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  Call me the soul seeker, the mystic, the mage

I am Brahman, I am creation
I am becoming, I am manifest
I am death
I am nothing  
I am all

I strive ever towards death
So I can flow back into life
James Sep 2021
I sit under blood-orange skies
A bordello bodhisattva
With eyes shut,
body frozen
beads shifting back and forth
gently chanting devotions to you
until my feet cramp up
and my mind catches flame
James Oct 2021
jagged cliffs jut down into a gully
occupied by a roaring river

alabaster crests of foam
form from the friction
of flowing water
against mossy rocks
scattered along its riverbed

in reverence I stand
a mote by comparison
as the crimson breaks across the sky
James Jul 2020
Life, death and rebirth
The eternal cosmic dance
Day will turn to night
James Jul 2020
Water sits placid
Moon reflects a bright white glow
luminous beauty
James Sep 2021
these words mean nothing

the veil of maya I lift

And alone stands god
#life #death #eyes #heart #love #kali #meditation #om #spiritual #spirit
James Sep 2021
fatal fingers freeze

fear bursts, flames brilliantly

fuels my whole spirit
#life #death #eyes #heart #love #meditation #om #spiritual #spirit
I
James Jul 2020
I
We vanish one by one, until we are gone
nothing but silent screams
Echoing down the empty halls of eternity

Displaced by flora or covered in colossal snowdrifts
Dilapidated buildings
haunted
By the
silhouettes of ghastly midnights past

Ashes where we had once stood before God as man
screamingly sentient
made of rotten creation
Our life the echo of a shrieking moan

Let us Leave the pallid stars behind with a mad laughter
Reach out, touch the abyss
God and man are dead ! Rejoice!
What a joyous revolt!
Divine notes from blasphemous flutes conduct a symphony from beyond time
Dive headfirst into the deep black rift
And become eternity
An original poem
II
James Sep 2021
II
junk torrents of suffering
pollute dream pools
and reek of putrefaction

dead fingers dance
down trails of deviant memories

Life’s spectral scream
               ‘I am, but why????’
fills the firmament

frail needs
fragmented desires
mutilated faith
plastic fears

Television static from an infernal midnight

The shells of eternity

       Penetrating,
             Leaving, blind, bound and broken
                     the children of midday sun
James Sep 2021
Some day your rolling obsidian waves

will fertilize the ****** shores of my spirit

but for now i sit with dead dog eyes

turned upward

               and opened wide

Searching for eternity

in the bursting plumage

of your midnight lotus
James Aug 2021
I’m a god
I’m a man
I’m nothing
I’m everything
I’m only,
only the soul
I’m sick
I’m sick and my disease cannot be cured by any modern medicine
only the soul
I’m asleep
I’m asleep and no amount of amphetamine can keep me awake
only the soul
only the silver tongued songs of the soul
sink me down into the depths of eternity
And fulfill me in my dissolution

only the soul
only the infinite unfettered understanding of the soul
brings me back to you
only the soul
James Jul 2020
(He)I’ll free Buchenwald and Belsen eventually
Or maybe (I)He’ll lie here
Morose as the faces on Mount Rushmore        
For the first time I(He) recognized a universal neural network
A reserved self programming, algorithmic logic to all things
(I)He grinned, an intelligent uniqueness programmed
An open circuit on a yin line
Nothing is true, everything is permissible
A Closed circuit on a yang line
I(He) re-enters the cafeteria naked and hungry
(I’m)He’s closing in on the Illuminati
I Ching hexagram closes on a yang line
James Jul 2020
blood flows like dreams
settles a wriggling fate
in fields of grass
evaporating with the morning sun
fulfilled in its creation  
fulfilled in its dissolution
formless virtue  
the final verse
being folds back to non being

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