Creating a passing remark… recreation…
in a mind, a reified fine distinctive will…
said in such a way
as to hold reason on rails, as we rise
slowly to the apex, before the drop.
Such sorts of talks as one might hear…
while thinking something missing…
listen, instants reminding winding
ways, whither so ever this mind listeth.
Then and now, originating force, used
in fact as wind fitted 'round makes uses
of letters leveling the imbalenced powers
using long slow upslope with peak powers
pulling from the down side, launching
minds into wonders yet beheld hid in
understandin' laws selecting ears, hush
such as seek the source of joy used to lure.
The joy strength knowing
Words was writ becoming
Power, to make motion, umph
to push the self positioning
reflex past off imbalence,
back to on imbalence,
patient
waiting being not on or off,
but here in time at a tempting,
attempting attended by all who
have ought against my will to be
as plain as day and simple as phi.
A Sermon on Novel Incomplexity
spiraling wider in reaching for more
in an autodidactic country church,
carried on by disciples of the founder,
the called of Truth, and chosen to teach,
to cultivate as one tends to tender vines,
those lost souls caught in strains confusing
will and ways, mixing will and spirit,
soul and minds creative by nature's go'd
and we the goaded on, kicking not back, but
some will to know, in terms we all agree with,
using terms that yoost to be ere words empow'rin'
agreement to trial rentals,
old works, functional,
used goods
to be retold as true
by some, so called holders
of the lessons learned
for sharing, as affection, any surplus seed.
Did I act, in course of time, of course,
gravity does matter, all ups have downs,
strange and charming ins and outs.
Fast make my point, in effect, a will to make, machen,
means make, manufacture, reify imaginary ways,
same as Latin facere, as a matter of fact, says
Google Translate, at my behest, hight, answer swear
"take or utter an oath,
make a solemn declaration
with an appeal
to divinity" deus "god, deity"
(from PIE root *dyeu- "to shine," and sworn so
to tell me all the etcet'ras as ye's called, Wille zur Machts,
"the driving force behind all living beings, including humans" making thinkable things
useful to rethinkers, at some point…
any wishing uses wills of some sort in fact,
so if your wish were peaceable,
imagine it taken up by all, at this point
try umph und dinkum, humm as manly virtrutheous will to make stuff up allows,
to lighten the load
of memory reminding me
of olden meanings fed me
to teach meekness, as penance
for troubling my house to inherit wind.
As grace, breath, taken, forming this fected
will to use and by using gain more of this will
working wonders to let us think we understand,
three point curving arches in a process known
as growing through the creative process,
supported by the will a toddler achieves upright
status as a force
to be reckoned with
on new terms, better balanced
at agreement, mental fixedness of purpose,
supposed and set as pivot point in time,
myrrh tipped darts - cursor arrows telling course, marking distances in steps,
exclaiming this is the pleasure pursued,
subconsciously diverted in to golf,
{I sell rescue *****, I never played the game}
a fruitless pastime perfecting will
with aimed at pride, some cheat for.
Ranting chance expletives,
followed by, amen…
there above, our letters bringing the common tongue,
into total disarray,
to think the meaning -breathing, the common sense
since simplicity stepped from sublimnity,
to light the way, by mind's alit with news,
actual knew knowns, new translations,
accepted as accurate, aimed
from then to now,
another day in your life,
another day in our life, we wordform spirit minds
kinematic cinematic role inversion,
existing Ich heize, Herr Klumpen, ein Pepito, no mas.
A ******, a loogie, a phlegmish mass spat at nada,
deemed as worth a minute
as any made up will let go
in just right down sloped acceleration
joy may spark an avalanche where avalanche's wait.
Growing old in an easy-by-luck old age, in a presummer quiet,
before school lets out the seeds
of my past perspicacity, Will to power, is better thought willingness to make.
for taking that chance
to have babies who had babies,
that look like my selected
perfecting other , and read like me,
in hammocks I can see from my porch.
Summers become alive here.
