Best Preconscious Poems

Dear Andrew Cohen,

I am riveted by “Evolutionary Enlightenment: A New Path to Spiritual Awakening.”  Your theme that enlightenment need not be limited to elitist...

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Father solar systemic Sun Time
and Mother Earth's Space
regenerated RNA 4D spacetime, 
reiteratively sensed
echoing through our dipolar DNA fueled
omniscientific
omnisciently empowering
Right hemispheric temporal memory
of Information's Harmonic String...

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I wonder if everyone
has a most dreaded dreamed
nightmare worst way 
to conscientiously drop wrong dead.

Mine is claustrophobi-recallish buried
half alive at best is worse
in a wooden...

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A liberal mind for love
seeks Earth's nurturing nest origins
astoundingly opportune for producing healthy ego-nutritional eggs.

A conservative risk taker,
faced with ego's opportunity
to fly away from mortal...

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A Ravishing Beauty Of Grace And Charm.
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Born into luxury and decadence
A ravishing beauty of grace and charm
Who many a young lovelorn suitor
Longed to be betrothed...

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A sleep ---- beyond the preconscious mind; lacking on a self-centered dream. 
A dream, a feigned one or illusion  
 My mind is bleeding...

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Through faith of unity
Love of God army
Supreme authority
Spoke with righteousness
Jesus Christ enlightened us
God is our consultant
As his yoke we stand triumphant
Given providence
Divine eloquence
Never alone
Our Lord...

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I was glad I cut off the relationship but you were so obsessive begging for my love when you know I had none left to...

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The
 human sperm cell is haploid, so that its 23 chromosomes can join the 23 chromosomes of the female egg to form a diploid cell...

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Sleep now and dream my preconscious sweet little one 
For the gifted life and future is yours
To grow with vigour and splendidly blossom
Under the ripening...

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These blatant lives we lead
with our guts hanging out
between pretty words.

I remember (after the failed gastric surgery),
when gore spilled out of my prone body;
that slow...

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