The Surreal Mind of a Basic Green Dilettante
“The Surreal Mind of a Basic Green Dilettante”
In the flow Life washes in waves around me
I am buoyed by the seductive call of a crowned Blue Sky
the Sun shines upon the surreal mind of a basic green dilettante
immersed in cerulean dreams singing oceans of mysterious siren songs, an odd being
rippling over, ever-reaching, to touch this foreign corporeal vessel, contracted and sealed
something alien, never-ceasing from the deep light of being, in a place unseen
connecting with the mortal feeling of the immortal deeply hidden within
watching all, lying in wait entrapped internal, banished by the ever-present Seen
like spreading sonar from the depths the senses are touched,
penetrating the barriers the controls are read, manipulated, and switched off;
in the silence I draw in immeasurable clouds that ride over me,
their shadows pass over like holy ghosts, mute banshees, as if I am gone to ground;
in moments like these I gain entry to that other veiled world,
poetically pulled out of the now, through gleaming spurious dimensions
hypnotically devout the addressed undressed – what ripe dreams do spill?
like a hushed romance on knees praying
byzantine blue in a room with a complex view
ever closer mortal, immortally towards you
Candide Diderot. ‘25
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