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Solaces Jun 2013
she started with the mind..
only the mind..
i could see her thoughts as she created the spirial..

from within she felt what she created..
but it was only dust and stars..
she stared at if for thousands of years and then it came to her..

with heart she then made the spirial turn..
it moved along with the beat of her heart..
she smiled and all the stars lit up..

with her eyes she saw her creation turn..
simply by feeling her waves of emotion carried the stars on a darkness ocean current.. but it was slowing and then it came to a stop.. she would turn it and turn it for yet another thousand years and then snap it came to her..

with soul she created a big bang in the center creating a soul engine..
the engine powered the spirial as it turned and turned..
she was dazzled to no end as her spirial begin to take shape...

she look to me as her galaxy was created..
i told her "welcome to your creation"
she then became a part of her galaxy, i have not seen her for the past million years, i can only wonder what she is doing there..
Solaces Jun 2013
NOTE::
Last night i had a dream that i was able to dream dive..
a great concept as in the dream i was able to dive into the nightmares of others and help them overcome their fears.. and so the dream went like this as best as i can remember it..::)


Through this plain of colors was the dreams of all who were sleeping..
The blue and green colors where a symbol of calm and soothing dreams..

While the red and black were nightmares..
There where also some that were black and red that seem to spirial to no end.. This meant it was a nightmare that the dreamer could not overcome and had to battle every night they went to sleep...

I passed on through this red and black spirial as i fell into a house where there was a young boy scared to death, curled up into a ball, as he shook there on the floor in this corner of the room..

I told him don't be scared anymore.. his eyes lit up as i was a new figure in his endless streaming nightmare.. I took his hand and asked him what is wrong.. He told me that he can never get out of this house and that and evil demon ghost was hurting him.. I then felt this strange pressure inside my body as the ghost was trying to take me over..

With my lucid dream experence i knew i was in control of this demon ghost and creted an amazing shine within myself that threw the demon across the room.. it screamed as it tried again to possess my soul as i shined even brighter from within sending it crashing through the walls of this prison house creating a way out..

The young boy then pulled me outside of the house and screamed " IM FREE!!" thank you so much! many ghost then came out of the house and rushed the boy.. he then created a sun in the sky that burned the demon ghost away.. he looked to me and said thank you again..

I was then back to the plain of colors and saw that the black and red spriral had turned a deep blue color.. the little boy was at peace...
Ken Pepiton Nov 2018
there may be a time when I'm removed far enough

… but no, not today, today, I ask
new mercies, and
I recall, that's on auto. Hapsthappeneverday kinda thing.
Time after time.
That is a miracle, time.

Really smart
people, that class that feels included in the
we, the
people, politico-intellect-ism trend sect,
they think the math is there to prove

time is
what clocks do, (Royal Institute Youtube watch it)
                                                  
that we,
that ain't me, ye see, I got

removed far enough
to see the blurry
next res
bigger picture more pixels than an eye is said able to see

So for everlasting ideas,
like hell and
heaven,  

the re act
to my act is the power
to act. Eternal motion as perpetual
as can be imagined by mortals, for sure.

Get it together or you leave a huge hole in the fabric of reality JBP

play the role your hand finds dealt,
your special way,
words count inbetween the sayer/hearer
the idle wons are wins not worth the weight, don't fight
the value system that makes life spirial,
swirl of a wand, mathematically
bowing to magi
Fibbo, go viral
with my wind.

this is your life role,
the one in eight billion role.
the star of the show as the hero of hormone wars.
it's all in your head,

how did it *** there, howditgit
this way
this is crazy. No, you never saw crazy, old dude.

Ya had yo'own knows sparkin' at the grindstone,

whet the edge,
or put to more labor..

removed
far enough from this world

my bubble
is in it not of it,
… since 1970. No ****. Outathis world…

Crazy was the melding  from the sixties to…

I was thinking, to about the mid-eighties, but
now,
you and I, we travelled to the beat of several
different drums.
Olde dude,

If you put your nose to the grind, ******
you may have missed,
in fifty years,
more
than you imagined, now, is a new day time.

Some seed never sown back when, can be sown and
grown right,
now.
That's good.
I'd say some words I've helped be heard have

made the world some better'nitwas when we stopped.

time to roll.

Sisyphus, right. 'Never missed a trick time
it takes to roll the rock up,
then in between tick time
to roll the rock up,

onus minus the roll down, the unshackled wireless
inbetween shameless blameless
imagine
happy ever after…
How?
Pretend, the end.

Push, happy as hell.
tick, time
to roll the rock up,

Incorrectness of value of value from the gitgo,
like buttoning your shirt wrong from the first button,
as soon as you fix it, it's fixed.

Nothin' you can do?
Do nothin'.

Think, Sisyphus, happy

Happy he's not in that time we are so removed from
now
slow and steady kinda wins the race, she said that,

Ben or me? Where does the thread un-ravel?

Extended time model, Rogan in the back ground,
what myth has the fear factor guy,
a little short power-lifter-kick boxer guy,
some smart, quick of wit, a hunter,

who was asked, in Thailand,
Have you seen the true beauty of the elephant?
I was asked that, in Thailand,
by a saffroned monk at a kickboxing match
in the jungle in 1968.
Synchroni-city or what?

Who could steer it's  hearing
by a clock and fail

to hear the rhythm of the rock rolling down the hill,
inbetween
the tick…

Sisyphus says time is more effective,

if-ity-ish when,
and only then, when ticks hapt to be

at the very point of return
time
the roll back
no rush, no dread no worry, imagine

time ticks at the sharpest point of the story
at the very very very tippy top
point in time

defining you.
Shame, sticks to you like tar.
Marilyn and Monica and Marla and all

Fame to blame, to shame for being  a believer that
there may be a time when I'm removed far enough

to ignor my own ignorance and innocence
of ideas that possessed
fools

A murderous assault on your attention span,
musicals, those people really live near enough my bubble,
that I can find
ripples

from decades I missed, this is 2018, how can it get better?

The grand wizard cat. pop. elephants are so sweet,
dam,
rewound. Really,
cool, I know what he says next, it's funny before it's funny.

Today is a real good day to get away. Binging Rogan,
testing a mystery fruct-ification
of a single seed from
a sack 'shake.

----
As you move forward in time how do you measure

progress
lo-res thinking, 72 dpi 1984 Macintosh. Hello

now there is reality at the speed of thought, imagine

this was once the speed of thought.

===
why are you in pain? Do you know any lies you believe?
Do you
urge others to suspend their un-belief
to hear you think

listen
ridiculously (is that a good word)

listen, people become interesting, from a distance,
thank you,
I'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
Earlier on the Sisyphus Happy channel
Laci Apr 2017
Fishbowl paradise
Ferris wheel routine
Plunging serendipity
Spirial anxiety
Suppressed screams

Mousetrap tongue
Sediment will
Onerous today
Dormant daydream

Intended aspirations
Disdain's reflection
Deliberation's causality
Capsized direction

Prevailing interpretation
Unyielding hope
Lost in translation melody
Vanquished negativity

Corralled worth
Starry eye glare
Deja vu reality
Steady stream pace
Rushed
Solaces Jun 2014
The Lancer:  Life Lancer...
The final sweep through this once dead planet is done..  
This is my favorite part about this job..
I land in a desert lifeless, golden sand mixed with black..
This wasteland will come to life..
I look to the sky and see life reborn..
It starts with a magnificient spirial of colors as the atmoshere begins to awake..
I stand in the sand and watch this world come to life..
The first storm is on the horizon..
Deep blues among deep blues I swear the sky is the ocean..
All colors of lightning begin to arc the dead away..
The entire planet is quickly engulfed in the Ultra storm..
I can feel the planet smile again..
LIFE has become the apocalypse for the apocalypse..
Its time to leave..
L  A  N  C  E  R
Solaces Apr 2014
The path made of me.. The soul within that becomes the energy engine that drives this beautiful soul filled Bike of the 9th universe..
I travel on the belt of Athena.. This is where stars are made and sent off to be born among those whom have the pleasure of gazing at their beautiful luster.. It is also the place where stars still shine even after thay have long faded into the blackness spirial abyss they roll on..  My lightcycle, soulcycle, Emotion engine machine streaks me across the cosmos..  I transcend my dreams and become the rider of the new universe.. I cross on over my heavens and pass all that emotion could ever feel..  This moment I see inside my Lightcycle the formula of creation..  Life rides with me.. Where ever I may go.. Because now I know how alive even a beam of light is..  My Lightcycle shines STARFIRE BLUE..  The creation.. The music..  The love..  I feel all of you here..  Watch me blaze! Watch me Blaze!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hop on!!
Ken Pepiton May 13
there may be a time when I'm removed far enough

… but no, not today, today, I ask
new mercies, and
I recall, that's on auto.
Hapst'happeneverday kinda thing.
Time after time.
That is a miracle, time.

Really smart
people, that class that feels included
in the
we, the people,
politico-intellect-ism trend sect,
they think the math is there to prove
right to govern life's use, to insure
future wars have enough infantry.

Lead us away from value testing.
Teach life, teach consequence
with reward for second thoughts,
about why life is sacrifice,
given a random chance
to learn time is
what clocks do, (Royal Institute Youtube watch it)
                                                  
that we,
that ain't me, ye see, I got

removed far enough
to see the blurry
next res
bigger picture more pixels than an eye
is said supposed able to see

So for everlasting ideas,
like hell and
heaven,  

the re act
to my act is the power
to act. Eternal motion as perpetual
as can be imagined by mortals, for sure.

"Get it together or you leave a huge hole
in the fabric of reality" JBP once said

play the role your hand finds dealt,
your special way,
words count
inbetween the sayer/hearer
the idle wons are wins not worth the weight, don't fight
the value system that makes life spirial,
swirl of a wand, mathematically
bowing to magi
Fibbo, go viral
with my wind… nacci

this is your life role,
the one in eight billion role.
the star of the show as the hero
of hormone wars.
it's all
in your head, and gut and glands

how did it *** there, howditgit
this way
this is crazy.
No, you never saw crazy, old dude.
says future me to then me, back when…
Ya had yo'own knows sparkin' at the grindstone,

whet the edge,
or put to more labor..

removed
far enough from this world

my bubble
is in it not of it,
… since 1970. No ****. Outathis world…

Crazy was the melding  from the sixties to…

I was thinking, to about the mid-eighties, but
now,
you and I, we travelled
to the beat of several
different drums.
Olde riders
through the storms, all the make believe
historical excuses used to justify the cost
of war readiness implanted in children,

noble ways to die
for the truth we believe, true,
and those who do not, we live to ****.

If you put your nose to the grind,
******, you may have missed,
in fifty years, more
than you imagined, now,
is a new day time.
May 2024 Earth.

Some seed never sown back when,
can be sown and
grown right,
now.
That's good.
I'd say some words I've helped be heard have

made the world some better'nitwas
when we stopped.

time to roll.
Need some help?

Sisyphus, right.

'Never missed a trick time
it takes
to roll the rock up,
then in between tick time
to roll the rock up,
- as we meander down the ramp
onus minus
the stroll down, in
the unshackled wireless
inbetween shameless blameless
imagined-reified whatifery
happy ever after…
How?
Pretend, the end.

Push, happy as hell.
tick, time
to roll the rock up,

Incorrectness of value
of value
from the gitgo,
like buttoning your shirt wrong
from the first button,
as soon as you fix it,
it's fixed.

Nothin' you can do?
Do nothin'.

Think, Sisyphus, happy

Happy he's not
in that time we are so removed from
now
slow and steady kinda wins the race,
she said that, to

Ben or me? Where does the thread un-ravel?

Extended time model, Rogan
in the back ground,
what myth has the fear factor guy,
a little short power-lifter-kick boxer guy,
become some smart, quick of wit, a hunter,
hero, one of the thousand,
who was asked,
in Thailand,
Have you seen the true beauty
of the elephant?

Of course,
I was asked that, in Thailand,
by a saffroned monk
at a kickboxing match
in the jungle
in 1968.
Synchroni-city or what?

Who could steer it's  hearing
by a clock and fail

to hear the rhythm
of the rock rolling down the hill,
inbetween
the tick…

Sisyphus says time is more effective,

if-ity-ish when,
and only then,
when ticks hapt to be

at the very point of return
time
the roll back
no rush, no dread no worry, imagine

time ticks at the sharpest point of the story
at the very very very tippy top
point in time

defining you.
Shame, sticks to you like tar.
Marilyn and Monica and Marla and all

Fame to blame, to shame
for being  a believer that
there may be a time when I'm removed far enough

to ignor my own ignorance and innocence
of ideas that possessed
fools - to teach kids
at Saturday goy kivas, yes.
Like Sabbath school, for gentile kids.
Fourteen cents, for the movie, news and cartoon
dime for treats,
like two Milky Ways, or a bag of real butter popcorn,
and a penny change to toss
in a wisher well
on the way home,
if we pass the old jail,
or a Bazooka,
penny bubble gum...
-----------
A murderous assault
on your attention span,
sit tight and watch the feature
musicals, those people really live
near enough my bubble,
that I can find
ripples

from decades I missed, this is 2018,
how can it get better?

The grand wizard cat. pop.
Elephants are so sweet,
dam,
rewound. Really,
cool, I know what he says next, it's funny before it's funny.

Today is a real good day
to get away. Binging Rogan,
testing a mystery fruct-ification
of a single seed from
a sack o' shake.

----
As you move forward
in time how do you measure
progress
lo-res thinking, 72 dpi 1984 Macintosh. Hello
back a decade,
DEC VAX
holding 27 printed circuit boards,
not chips, 27 to make one CPU,
not 16 bit compatible, 32 bit
turbo fast time shared
million dollar baby,
circa 1970...

now there is reality
at the speed
of thought, imagine

this was once the speed of thought.
card read
thunk
Mimesis conserved conformity... punch
===
why are you in pain?
Do you know any lies you believe?
Do you
urge others
to suspend their un-belief
to hear you think

listen
nidiculously
(is that a good word, yes)
free form floating helpless, us,
listen, people become interesting,
from a distance,
thank you,
I'''''''''''''''''''' we may all live
in interesting times. No resupply ship
was ever coming, we share the air or die.
Started in 2018, picked at since and let be what it seems today// alienating
or big hug envelopment reevaluating evolunteerism in will worship science.
Solaces May 2019
I heard thunder come out of the cloudless sky..
It resonated through my bones and came back out of my soul..
I felt the winds at my face, a message from another place..
I saw through the eyes of light and darkness..
A linking of some sort, a connection of shine and shadow..
I then heard the thunder again..
But not from the sky..
It never was from the sky..
It was coming from me..
The winds begin to spirial around me..
A cyclone of blue lightning revolved around my body..
I was connected to everything..
The stars connected the darkness as the darkness connected the stars..
I could hear the music of everything..
The lightning will arc through the darkness.....

— The End —