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"The Superlunary Heart" in dreams we meet the you in me the you I am. upon awaking, we remember - although, it is fair to say, some forget, what the message or intent was, in it all, whom it was, where we were when we met. the mechanics of facts, when we are torn apart, reveal what’s real inside; flesh and blood bone and guts salt water tactile organs that turn us on allow us to play to stop. to start; in this world, this life, our rudimentary part, we are characters planned, in a pre-scripted story all connected, like pieces that fit each others’ sockets, electric and energetic, something else holds the pulse has its hand on the switch. This is what we are told to believe, and for the most part, wholeheartedly, we believe in this. we all have a heart, it’s physical sets us apart, pumping blood; under stethoscope you can hear it, drumming a tattoo march; literally held in the hands of ... a cardiologist, for example, surgery sets those venerable medicos distinct from lesser mortals, they’re revered and feared, analogous like God, they have the ability to open and close strange portals, however, they are unable to perform some miracles; but - when you take time to consider, everything beats to its own rhythm, like a metronome marking each living second, eventually the mystery enters the questioning mind, it ponders the unknown variant in the unsolved equation, and one wonders, what engine turns ignition on for that other unseen something. does a superlunary soul in its inner otherworldly interplanetary place of celestial existence, like a ghost, or an invisible occupant, that nebulous higher self, standing soulfully observing behind its vessel’s vacant windows, embody a heart? And if there is a spectral Chief in Command of all those other patrolling astrals – along with us mere mortals, and that Leader is the be all and end all the alpha and omega, in one we trust, above all others - who prescribed that over soul’s story? whose hand is on that switch? what surgeon massages that soul’s heart? The Super Superlunary's Heart (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) prescript. noun: prescript; plural noun: prescripts; noun: pre-script; plural noun: pre-scripts an ordinance, law, or command.

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The Superlunary Heart

"The Superlunary Heart" in dreams we meet the you in me the you I am. upon awaking, we remember - although, it is fair to say, some forget, what the message or intent was, in it all, whom it was, where we were when we met. the mechanics of facts, when we are torn apart, reveal what’s real inside; flesh and blood bone and guts salt water tactile organs that turn us on allow us to play to stop. to start; in this world, this life, our rudimentary part, we are characters planned, in a pre-scripted story all connected, like pieces that fit each others’ sockets, electric and energetic, something else holds the pulse has its hand on the switch. This is what we are told to believe, and for the most part, wholeheartedly, we believe in this. we all have a heart, it’s physical sets us apart, pumping blood; under stethoscope you can hear it, drumming a tattoo march; literally held in the hands of ... a cardiologist, for example, surgery sets those venerable medicos distinct from lesser mortals, they’re revered and feared, analogous like God, they have the ability to open and close strange portals, however, they are unable to perform some miracles; but - when you take time to consider, everything beats to its own rhythm, like a metronome marking each living second, eventually the mystery enters the questioning mind, it ponders the unknown variant in the unsolved equation, and one wonders, what engine turns ignition on for that other unseen something. does a superlunary soul in its inner otherworldly interplanetary place of celestial existence, like a ghost, or an invisible occupant, that nebulous higher self, standing soulfully observing behind its vessel’s vacant windows, embody a heart? And if there is a spectral Chief in Command of all those other patrolling astrals – along with us mere mortals, and that Leader is the be all and end all the alpha and omega, in one we trust, above all others - who prescribed that over soul’s story? whose hand is on that switch? what surgeon massages that soul’s heart? The Super Superlunary's Heart (LadyLabyrinth / 2022) prescript. noun: prescript; plural noun: prescripts; noun: pre-script; plural noun: pre-scripts an ordinance, law, or command.