Inner Voice
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During a meditation session in 2011, I experienced a clairaudience encounter in which a loud voice shouted the name Nicorates, this voice was shouting to me, that was the overwhelming feeling anyway. Something inside was informing me that I was or had been Nicorates. It was all so vivid and real. I have since adopted the notion for poetic purposes that Nicorates is my inner voice. I wrote poems with the Nicorates "device" shortly after. This is one of them.
Nicorates warned me about you
not so much with words
more in dubiety,
a clairaudient hesitation
imagine an experienced woodworm
widely travelled and well read
making peace with a cluttered desk top
within which it now dwells
keeping it right, advised
that's kind of it, really
suffice to say, Nicorates is rarely wrong
Copyright © Clive Culverhouse | Year Posted 2023
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