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"hermeneutic" poems
‘I am…’ 'Or am I’? Who can say? ‘A posteriori’ leads the way For the extra and the ordinary Axiomatic sway, In the gravity of corollary, ‘A priori’ interplay Ataraxic overlay of anxious automation, As the innocence of dissonance delay. Practicing semantic contemplation, In willfully prevenient interpolation, Civilly disobedient in expediently seeming disarray, Forecasts in vague extrapolation Contrasts the millennial contagion Already underway, Filling nihilistic voids with particles in waves, To interpret dreams of Freud to free Oedipus’s slaves, A degreeless scholastic who never misbehaves, Simulated humanoid dramatic in the affect that he craves, Inflating linguistics in acrobatic raves, A thespian who plans conation with legacy engraves. The probabilistic determiner of cosmogenous debates, An apperceived inquirer of qualitative states, Inspiring proprietor of dismality abates. Challenging aporia as epistemic oscillates, Stoically, heroically, ‘one’ who amalgamates, Circling the infinite in hermeneutic calibrates. An escaped prisoner from depressive disillusion, Of an introspective extrovert who finds solace in confusion, The personable recluse fighting an illusion Breaking down the nuances of every institution. Calculating consequence as time goes to infinity Revolutionary commonsense of principal utility, An opinionated adversary, to the realist without evidence, Theorizing in futility, Stipulating every sense leading to the virility of the pretense that dominates community. Divergently converging all the efforts we’ve personified, Inadvertently submerging old traditions that unethically were codified, Hastening the urgency for purging that which cannot be modified through the merging of the certainty that will no longer coincide, Stationing the levies to finally stem the tide, Of periodic enmities disguised to be necessities so blatantly deified. Observing moral sentiments, perched upon eternity, As consequential regiments are expounded universally, To unstratify the residents indiscriminately And identify quantum elements spiritualistically, Changing collective behavior individually, Socializing constructs in joint ventured logo therapy.
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 8:07 AM UTC
Paradoxical Tendencies
‘I am…’ 'Or am I’? Who can say? ‘A posteriori’ leads the way For the extra and the ordinary Axiomatic sway, In the gravity of corollary, ‘A priori’ interplay Ataraxic overlay of anxious automation, As the innocence of dissonance delay. Practicing semantic contemplation, In willfully prevenient interpolation, Civilly disobedient in expediently seeming disarray, Forecasts in vague extrapolation Contrasts the millennial contagion Already underway, Filling nihilistic voids with particles in waves, To interpret dreams of Freud to free Oedipus’s slaves, A degreeless scholastic who never misbehaves, Simulated humanoid dramatic in the affect that he craves, Inflating linguistics in acrobatic raves, A thespian who plans conation with legacy engraves. The probabilistic determiner of cosmogenous debates, An apperceived inquirer of qualitative states, Inspiring proprietor of dismality abates. Challenging aporia as epistemic oscillates, Stoically, heroically, ‘one’ who amalgamates, Circling the infinite in hermeneutic calibrates. An escaped prisoner from depressive disillusion, Of an introspective extrovert who finds solace in confusion, The personable recluse fighting an illusion Breaking down the nuances of every institution. Calculating consequence as time goes to infinity Revolutionary commonsense of principal utility, An opinionated adversary, to the realist without evidence, Theorizing in futility, Stipulating every sense leading to the virility of the pretense that dominates community. Divergently converging all the efforts we’ve personified, Inadvertently submerging old traditions that unethically were codified, Hastening the urgency for purging that which cannot be modified through the merging of the certainty that will no longer coincide, Stationing the levies to finally stem the tide, Of periodic enmities disguised to be necessities so blatantly deified. Observing moral sentiments, perched upon eternity, As consequential regiments are expounded universally, To unstratify the residents indiscriminately And identify quantum elements spiritualistically, Changing collective behavior individually, Socializing constructs in joint ventured logo therapy.
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it’s the skin disease that is my sickness It’s the red dots (hurtings, blemishes, scars) and not my face I see It’s the d e s p e r a t i o n on display of my insecurities, and so it worsens my insecurities The hermeneutic circle; fact is fact So, on my face desperation is visible sadness in my mind; emptiness in body; — but explosions on my face That is all I see It's all I am. I am a sickness. august 2014
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Aug 21, 2014
Aug 21, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
Acne,
Meteoric Buick Slick ***** Frantic frenetic Majestic kick Chick shtick Shashlik Nicotinic stick Lick flick Hermeneutic heretic Magnetic rhetoric Hick logic Strategic Plastic music Tick click Bucolic Bardic Peptic druidic Rustic emetic Sceptic Polymeric quirk Sick trick Turmeric trimeric Septic ***** Wick crick Derrick
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Mar 4, 2010
Mar 4, 2010 at 12:27 AM UTC
Yorick
Frozen moments, embraced, visions of luminous things, unpretentious pearls dancing; embers of memory linger, elegy of the lachrymose, this horizoning self lying low in saturnine tranquility and repose – paternity lost to the provisional. The cross of lassitude, forming scars of loss; estrangement, preface to ineluctable autonomy. Earthen treasure - immortal footprints, the migration of fair maidens across my effusive heart. Venus trio in bloom, aesthetic allusion, ephemeral incarnations of beauty - perishable fruit, transcending the plebeian. Aerial substance- the hermeneutic, betraying desire’s ambrosial tyranny; The permuted passage - savor the sojourn, submit to the fated peregrination. Purple orchids blossom, immortal creatures, culminating in perfection from the sheath respectively, each plume, singular, the continuum of splendor, mediate the inviolable. Eternity compounding, time and essence suffuse the already and not yet into an orbiting mosaic. The susurrant devotions of a satellite father, summon the quest - both, and, absence and proximity, conduits of distress and peace ironically, solace and terror traverse the same path. Plunge though, deep, the depth of pain; deeper, sweeter the taste of pleasure. Engender and witness, window into preeminence, surface azure, the sacred - inimitable gravity of grandeur, ma petite, you - are lived poetry seen and heard; cosmic order, a mediating heuristic - to love is to see, in the dismal, gift of distance. child of delight, evermore, Don’t I hold you? Beauty and strangeness, music found in linear, secret places beyond the tangent, purview of limitation, arousing imagination - infinititude as near as it is far. Long loneliness - dissonance that resolves; perceiving, the tertiary refrain - as exquisite verse, and matchless liqueur, sublime gratuity derived through doors of surrender. Daughter, in adoration and wonder, I hold you.
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Jan 19, 2012
Jan 19, 2012 at 5:25 PM UTC
Venus in Bloom
Frozen moments, embraced, visions of luminous things, unpretentious pearls dancing; embers of memory linger, elegy of the lachrymose, this horizoning self lying low in saturnine tranquility and repose – paternity lost to the provisional. The cross of lassitude, forming scars of loss; estrangement, preface to ineluctable autonomy. Earthen treasure - immortal footprints, the migration of fair maidens across my effusive heart. Venus trio in bloom, aesthetic allusion, ephemeral incarnations of beauty - perishable fruit, transcending the plebeian. Aerial substance- the hermeneutic, betraying desire’s ambrosial tyranny; The permuted passage - savor the sojourn, submit to the fated peregrination. Purple orchids blossom, immortal creatures, culminating in perfection from the sheath respectively, each plume, singular, the continuum of splendor, mediate the inviolable. Eternity compounding, time and essence suffuse the already and not yet into an orbiting mosaic. The susurrant devotions of a satellite father, summon the quest - both, and, absence and proximity, conduits of distress and peace ironically, solace and terror traverse the same path. Plunge though, deep, the depth of pain; deeper, sweeter the taste of pleasure. Engender and witness, window into preeminence, surface azure, the sacred - inimitable gravity of grandeur, ma petite, you - are lived poetry seen and heard; cosmic order, a mediating heuristic - to love is to see, in the dismal, gift of distance. child of delight, evermore, Don’t I hold you? Beauty and strangeness, music found in linear, secret places beyond the tangent, purview of limitation, arousing imagination - infinititude as near as it is far. Long loneliness - dissonance that resolves; perceiving, the tertiary refrain - as exquisite verse, and matchless liqueur, sublime gratuity derived through doors of surrender. Daughter, in adoration and wonder, I hold you.
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The intimations of our golden youth Are whispering the dreams of manhood- Subtle ways of ageless yearning Which in kind with ambient stars Quarterly describes, in subtle play The chiming of a universal soul Whose consort is a universal heart In man or woman, ever yielding scales From pole to pole, the hermeneutic art. Sweet songs of knowing, harmonies in time Resolved, upwelling, urging on the climb Of sacred being, born to unify… Conceived of ash, from ash to mount the skies On wings supernal, loft on fiery reins To ring the victors’ anthem and the aims Of truth and love for life’s enduring worth! O fair noblesse and sweet repose Of sacred care, always we hold you dear In trials of election and sojourning. Your constant grace, deep from within, unfolds To free the tortured thought and lonely fears Of desperate nights and homesick yearning. At last in you we find the kindliness Of heart, whose honored worth is bright as gold To phantom souls and this, too darkened, world. Your equipage and host of tenderness Wrought pure intent, more sure than has been told Of truth by men, the best of mind unfurled! Let none forget, in U we find our rest From whom we’re born, to whom we must return Our hope of innocence, in us the best Of love, whose lamp has ever inward burned. Mystery of love that sends In timeless whispers, on the mend Of heart and mind, eternal tides Of being; faith unto sacred faith Raising up the ancient gates Where mercy ever abides. Patiently, your mourning dove Has preened the pinions of our love Recouping every bit of life’s content. At last, what awful beauty drapes the sea And broods the dark on holy wings of peace A train of captives, born to pure intent! Still working yet upon the day Though battered in the idols’ fray To overcome the world and show forth The proven heart, all worthlessness disposed; Not trusting in those shadowy ways But piercing what, upon the naked eye Has taunted love, too dimly beheld. While alone the thought matured One social pact allied the tortured doubts And rose upon the gate Beautiful Acceptance and cooperation Our universal worth, more brightly lit!
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Apr 14, 2012
Apr 14, 2012 at 12:07 PM UTC
Sojourner's Songs
The intimations of our golden youth Are whispering the dreams of manhood- Subtle ways of ageless yearning Which in kind with ambient stars Quarterly describes, in subtle play The chiming of a universal soul Whose consort is a universal heart In man or woman, ever yielding scales From pole to pole, the hermeneutic art. Sweet songs of knowing, harmonies in time Resolved, upwelling, urging on the climb Of sacred being, born to unify… Conceived of ash, from ash to mount the skies On wings supernal, loft on fiery reins To ring the victors’ anthem and the aims Of truth and love for life’s enduring worth! O fair noblesse and sweet repose Of sacred care, always we hold you dear In trials of election and sojourning. Your constant grace, deep from within, unfolds To free the tortured thought and lonely fears Of desperate nights and homesick yearning. At last in you we find the kindliness Of heart, whose honored worth is bright as gold To phantom souls and this, too darkened, world. Your equipage and host of tenderness Wrought pure intent, more sure than has been told Of truth by men, the best of mind unfurled! Let none forget, in U we find our rest From whom we’re born, to whom we must return Our hope of innocence, in us the best Of love, whose lamp has ever inward burned. Mystery of love that sends In timeless whispers, on the mend Of heart and mind, eternal tides Of being; faith unto sacred faith Raising up the ancient gates Where mercy ever abides. Patiently, your mourning dove Has preened the pinions of our love Recouping every bit of life’s content. At last, what awful beauty drapes the sea And broods the dark on holy wings of peace A train of captives, born to pure intent! Still working yet upon the day Though battered in the idols’ fray To overcome the world and show forth The proven heart, all worthlessness disposed; Not trusting in those shadowy ways But piercing what, upon the naked eye Has taunted love, too dimly beheld. While alone the thought matured One social pact allied the tortured doubts And rose upon the gate Beautiful Acceptance and cooperation Our universal worth, more brightly lit!
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Ruminating epoché, ‘I am…’ ‘Or am I’? Who can say? ‘A posteriori’ leads the way For the extra and the ordinary Axiomatic sway In the gravity of corollary, ‘A priori’ interplay. Ataraxic overlay of anxious automation, As the innocence of dissonance delay Initiatives imperative consolidation, Civilly disobedient in expedient disarray. Practicing semantic contemplation, Filling nihilistic voids with particles in waves, Forecast in vague extrapolation, To interpret dreams of Freud to free Oedipus’s slaves, A degreeless scholastic who never misbehaves, Simulated humanoid dramatic in the affect that he craves, Inflating the linguistics of silent enclaves, A thespian who plans conation with legacy engraves. Probabilistic determiner of cosmogenous debates, The Apperceived inquirer of qualitative states, Inspiring proprietor of dismality abates. Challenging Aporia as epistemic oscillates, Stoically, heroically, ‘one’ who amalgamates, Circling the infinite in hermeneutic calibrates.
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May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 1:24 AM UTC
Linguistic Illusions to Probable Solutions
Ruminating epoché, ‘I am…’ ‘Or am I’? Who can say? ‘A posteriori’ leads the way For the extra and the ordinary Axiomatic sway In the gravity of corollary, ‘A priori’ interplay. Ataraxic overlay of anxious automation, As the innocence of dissonance delay Initiatives imperative consolidation, Civilly disobedient in expedient disarray. Practicing semantic contemplation, Filling nihilistic voids with particles in waves, Forecast in vague extrapolation, To interpret dreams of Freud to free Oedipus’s slaves, A degreeless scholastic who never misbehaves, Simulated humanoid dramatic in the affect that he craves, Inflating the linguistics of silent enclaves, A thespian who plans conation with legacy engraves. Probabilistic determiner of cosmogenous debates, The Apperceived inquirer of qualitative states, Inspiring proprietor of dismality abates. Challenging aporia as epistemic oscillates, Stoically, heroically, ‘one’ who amalgamates, Circling the infinite in hermeneutic calibrates.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 11:50 AM UTC
Advanced Aporia
#FLYING THE GREEN-TEA CAPSULE INTO CITY OF NIGHT BY DRIVING (KC & the Sunshine Band of moonlight/streetlight/headlight) ERRORLESS LEARNING / BRAIN OF HEAVEN / THAT’S THE WAY delayed response: vision by precognition, alert to imminent renewal deja vu SUPREMACY OF ORDER / SACRAMENTAL HEALTH / AUTHOR BEHIND THE SKY rhythm in flow of angelic code X musical mode required no deciphering PLANET OF PERPETUAL BECOMING / LOGOS>CHAOS / ETERNAL RECURRENCE OF MUSIC heightened perception: continual surge of lights on horizon INVISIBLE CONSTELLATIONS DANCING / QUEEN OF THE SOUTH’S SMILE instruments of the angels = seraphic versions of terrestrial instruments LIMITLESS DISCOTHEQUE SMOOTH SPACE= DETAILED LIGHT SHOW lost track of thought on a nomadic journey with no destination WELL OF LIVING WATERS / KEEP IT COMING LOVE / SECRET CHORD BEHIND SONG slow explosions over seconds, minutes, miles; motion times rhythm= yes THE LORD MAINTAINS ANONYMITY THROUGH SYNCHRONICITY random chains of association spiraling toward absolute sovereign transcendence. OVER THE BRIDGE INTO THE CITY / MUSIC OF THE SPHERES / DECENTRALIZED DISCOTHEQUE pray to maintain hermeneutic dimension or risk increasing instability READY NOW: RESTORATION OF ALL THINGS (BUT I HAVE TO STAY IN MY LANE) just some song from the 70’s, driving into the city . . . it was only disco GREEN TEA CAPSULE ARRIVES & ENTERS INTERPLANETARY HUB some song from the 70’s, flying into the city named KC & the Sunshine Band
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Apr 22, 2019
Apr 22, 2019 at 8:07 AM UTC
That's the Way God Likes It (uh huh)