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“The Waiting” 

eyes close
the new chapter
picks us up 

we find ourselves
lost in the poetic dream
stranded in a desert 

a lifetime away from home
we are in the waiting place
writing words in the sand

they are blown away 
like each cortex in the brain 
just eternal time remains

the distinguishing between 
real and dream disappearing 
bit-by-bit, closer to the finish line

we pin ourselves to walls
like butterflies watching
words and moments reviewed

we are scrutinised
mercilessly by 
our own minds

we place our trust in the 
gossamer promises
in ancient stories spoken 

the waiting captures us in its palms 
of what if, what for 
we think we know it all

but we don’t
we wait in the game
of it all

flying past us 
mistranslated messages
prophecies, in truth, undecipherable

the meanings, there are many
how could we understand 
we are not gods, we are man

silent hyenas gather 
in the confines of the glassy mirror
before us, all compartmentalised

in their dark night, 
laughing their last laughs
they circle still hungry and intent

the owls of Ba’al hoot 
like clocks 
chiming midnight

waiting for the Sun
like a great lord to rise 
from sleep 

throw open his doors

small gods and ghosts 
console and reassure us 
and we wait in the waiting place

like lost servants
shuffling each other in line
like playing cards

for what we think 
is coming 
lost in our belief

we think we know it all
we look for open doors
prayer rugs on our walls

the waiting never ends
it sings so many stings
we listen to the never ending 

sucked in 
the breath of it all
numb and open 

we are magnets
we close our windows for fear
of drawing something other in

we shut our doors to others
when Time calls, this shocks us
for weren’t we good, the Lot of us, at all?

The time of sleep calls
we dream to escape tomorrow
we dream it never folds nor falls

(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)




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"Elohim was, in logical terminology, the genus of which ghosts, 
Chemosh, Dagon, Baal, and Jahveh were species. 
The Israelite believed Jahveh to be immeasurably superior 
to all other kinds of Elohim. The inscription on the Moabite stone
shows that King Mesa held Chemosh to be, as unquestionably, 
the superior of Jahveh.”

Thomas Henry Huxley, 
The Evolution Of Theology: An Anthropological Study










https://www.britannica.com/topic/Baal-ancient-deity

https://tspace.library.utoronto.ca/handle/1807/73647

https://www.britannica.com/topic/Elohim

https://www.britannica.com/topic/Yahweh

https://www.britannica.com/topic/Chemosh




https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cerebral_cortex
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