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THE CHOICE

THE CHOICE here I arrived, breath away boldly stepped out of a Blue Train, not waiting for fellow passengers with tedious conversations about Hemingway, Trump or Berlin not that these were served on gilded plate, croissant hot excitement dissolved into foreboding, pain shattered into peace ~ bliss on cards an endless journey had end after all, dissolution, age equalled superfluous suffering red ticks on calculus examination page or liver cancerous touching purity exactitude, tip of Excalibur sharp deadly, yet where I belonged safe, lived a hundred lives or more many in solitude, silence, secrecy violence, dandelions, oracled yin and yang exploded into nothingness white illuminating black entwined stillness contained all sound, shadows spirals, twenty four strands when tabulating masculine and feminine pleiadian, venusian or chinese even sprinklings of orionese, feathery hieroglyphs became ash, fire flashed into stardust figments, a millionth of a blinking second whether charioteer voted redhead corn head or wily smiley in a country of dollars or mid- crisis continents, islands, cities were zigzag ladybird questions embedded in olive branches fleas on unkempt poodles barking archangels, eight majestic wings of rainbow light twirled with archaeologists, crooks, historians status, hierarchy mattered not whimsical altars in faraway wonderlands where writers recreated Alice whilst filmmakers negotiated budgets ignorant that movies were mere magical etheric moments bound in akashic records slavery before management business before marigold majesty hierophants before Brahman footprints treading Truth tabled singularity contained the All loops into Void embracing once upon time a leather jacket journey cracked its own codes crumbled under pressure of a cross, exploded bones fleshless, as hazel eyes became saucer satellites … explorers, tourists, passengers no return once revelry is lived or meditation mastered ? the point of no return, brilliant or dull, polite or crude equals zero- one sequences ~ music, sky, planets at this point charioteer or train passenger is gifted with THE Choice … return or bathe forever in never-never Centre Pointless

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