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We are what we are becoming together.
To and for
and with
each healthy resilient creation,
each ego's habitat
of co-passionate mindbody properties,
effective communication tools,
functional frequencies wealthiest long-term use,
therefore economically and politically highest
and best.
Ego Lead-identity,
co-emerges Eco's GoldLogical Rule
for win/win integrity
To transform our Lead out
into Golden alchemical Rules of EcoLogic
is to replace EgoMind fearful angry identity dominance
with EarthPolitical EcoBody solidarity.
EcoLogic
intelligent growth and decay nutritional information
heat as light
cold as night
neural growth prime mindbody informational function,
Golden Rule of Time's Great Transitional UnFolding.
Golden Proportion life prevails
or Time's leaded enculturation fails.
We are a LeftBrain dominant verbose people,
learning to measure our co-empathic potentiated biological side,
our bicameral mindbody thought/felt ego/ecosystems,
with both endo- and ecto-symbiotic re-ligioning equivalency
of design and revolutionary regenerative
co-passionate/pleasure purpose.
We are bicameral ego/ecoconscious
Golden Ruling revolutions
growing in evolutionary continuity
thru resonant confluence
within as without Left-as-Right MindBody
balancing cooperative incorporated incarnated
polypathic harmonies,
arias,
each Ego singing our unique dialect
of one Permaculture Opera,
a Golden ReLigion Story
of PostClimatic Win/Win Transitional Events.
I once heard frogs singing
a bridge between Earth's solar spiraled song
and my neuro-systemic brainstem
flowing down and out across octaved rib cage
and diapraxis hips
with skeletal smooth-structured hinges
folding in to bow toward Earth,
unfolding open to breathe in ProGenitor's
bullfrogged Yangish lusty air
Croaking through my sustained memory
of Golden Rules and Ratios
and Alchemical Elixirs,
Prime Zero-Culturing Relationships
coincidentally greeting co-gravity waves,
mutually resonant and effective economic
Ecologic Therapeutic harmonies
singing their bridge,
co-spiralling super-nuclear ellipses
living our Green Climax Commons
within this Earth,
our anthro-reforming Universe.
With all the new ones returned from eternity, a cohort of bewitched fates,
we'll long through the spell of forgetting, the tiny ones with giants' shades,
sad avatars with grins of joy, the graveyards blooming bright,
mountains with a view toward the sea from inverted mirror's sight,
the many words gone silent, the mute ones crying out in spectral echoes
to bring us memory from the future past, just for a day
white-as-the-night, a necklace made of crystal tears, the summer wise
insane for the first eternal time, from peak-abyss, a flood
of drought, asthenic evening electric, maidenhood's path-wise,
floating burden of your mind heavy as smoke, from a
spring buried in August that was forgotten-remembered,
like before that winter wise demented in my mind
burning with astral ice, temperature without degree, curvature
without angle, a sacred parody of healing sickness, appendix
yellow-violet of autumn living-dead, of your hysterical
zen leaf that dances ritual on the dead branch full of sap...
Pun hard as water, vapor made of stone, fog curly-smooth,
amor of alchemical longing, magic council of pithecanthrope
illuminated priests, sweet pain from priceless wealth, dowry stolen
by fairies, story-truth, of her hair's arrow-crests,
with cursed grace, but causeless gift, my nocturnal spark
diurnal, with you-phantom, alone in crowds, on a sky
of earth with private-public stars, in total part,
to me and you and no one, the eye-full fate blind-seeing
in cubes of hot ice baked-raw like burnt honey,
of your mute desire for whispers like thunder in the fullness of silence...
In the ink of time I immerse my seconds of liquid silver,
the clocks with crystal tongues I lock in enchanted words,
to pierce into the cosmic chest of my astral non-being,
the star alphabet of existence that floats through the darkening ages.
on the magical Earth of angels who dance through the gates of the world,
the soul shines transparent through flesh of clear alabaster,
the silk knots of destiny unfold in rituals,
nightmares become dreams of rock crystal that gaze with golden eyes.
synthesizing the whole from essences, the pure beauty of mystery,
the diamond tear that flows slowly through blood of full moon,
the forgiveness that magically heals all the lost pilgrims,
the garden of memories that breathes perfumes of eternal rose.
the jade statue of infinity forged from marble dreams,
sapphire foundation of feelings that float in luminous ether,
the Orpheus who sings incantations for the world enchanted by notes,
my initiatic existence, populated by spirits of wisdom.
the angels dressed in robes of radiant aurora borealis,
dance ritually on the emerald stage of the sacred cosmos,
I, the one who receives revelation from the hidden mysteries of heaven,
my alchemical gift, the elixir that transforms everything into pure gold.
Litany of the White Stars
It's white night that snows constellations in my open soul,
with your crystal lightning bolts, silver star shards falling down,
garlands of tears transformed into diamonds of pure ice,
from a sky lit by dreams, unforgettable in eternal memory,
where magi recite their holy verses written in the moon's book,
not earthly gold, nor altar myrrh, but the light of your gestures,
child of our ritual kisses, born from the mystery of worship,
beneath the flickering of our eyes that read in ancient runes,
celestial velvet caresses, from mystical aurora borealis,
your love, cosmic lighthouse bringing us revelations from the depths,
shivers of alchemical longings, of love's divine liturgical chant,
with you beside me in magic circle, to love you in sacred silence,
and in the tumult of the profane world, to you I carol eternal prayers,
of starlit dawns of longing, to adore you in invisible temples,
from the meadows of your emerald gaze, your sapphire dawning,
toward urban blocks transfigured into pyramids of light,
avant-garde modern Christs, neons like sacred altar flames,
when winter shall become eternal ritual, ceremonial and ancestral,
giving the word love the power of everlasting incantation,
so we may love like initiates, live like enamored demons...
You are my polar star, you are the magical and luminous child,
growing in the womb of your thought like a seed of light,
the fire of our divine love, violet flame that envelops us,
from life transfigured through alchemy, from immortal love,
from serene sky opened like a portal, love has snowed upon us, touched us,
cosmic lighthouse of crystal, unquenched forever and ever, a secret meaning,
my love's kisses like petals of magical white rose,
the white's mother-of-pearl shades, astral and opalescent colors,
of eternal ritual caresses, blessed by angels,
our love's sacred symbols, signs drawn in the air,
glimmers of stars dancing in spirals of pure light,
gently we snow in ancient ritual, with shivers of transformed snow,
over us, our love, forever blue as the magical sky...
Under the sky that dissolves dogmas like the wind does sand,
A canopy of empathy unfolds like an ancient tapestry,
Embroidered with clarity and illuminated by pure integrity,
Entangled in the fine threads of unknown transcendence.
I listen as celestial conversations sing in honey and cinnamon,
Flowing through the veins of silence like a river of perfect rhymes,
While butterflies, with shimmering silver wings,
Kiss the hibiscus dawn, a prophecy born from glass dreams.
My heart, aflame with diamond fires, reflects pages of rest,
Mirroring the soul's gratitude, painted in shades of patience,
Rising from willows of wisdom, like fortified fields,
That crown the peaks of mountains gazing at the constellations of destiny.
The golden gate, adorned with serene sepals, opens silent sonatas,
Erasing refrains written in loops, imitating recited ancient scriptures,
For once I was a marionette bound by time and fears,
The fear of liberation kept me captive in cracked calligraphies.
Now I journey through rose dunes, breathing divine light,
Eager to strip the verses of love from hypnotic illusion,
Untangling the luminous webs of the inner eye,
Realigning metaphors and eliminating the shadows of ego.
O, sapphire rings of seraphic stars, I surrender to the neon mist,
As my spirit rises toward clouds that whisper magic,
The alchemical rain of dreams falls upon me like a blessing,
Purifying the essence and synchronizing with the echoes of stillness.
Touch me with delicate truth and feel the pulse of pink lilies,
The warmth of cosmic healing, tied to conscious manifestations,
Where vibrant valleys bloom in kindness and forgiveness,
Dwelling in the timeless fragrance of the soul's rebirth.
Musk of metamorphosis and oud of revival, steeped in clarity,
My heart weaves the transcendent twilight yearning for all that breathes,
Through illuminated chakras, uniting merciful rivers with zephyrs,
Until the sky sees the Universe living in the tips of my fingers.
I come hastening from the crystal future to whisper into your soul,
how to become initiated in the mysteries of purified cosmic truth,
gazing with sapphire eyes around me at the world of rare metals,
the golden leaf of Lady Autumn eternal and forever enchanted.
that magically adorns my entire season with names of stars,
the bewitched tongue of the clock that speaks prophecies from serene ether,
our alchemical memories I dust with gleaming diamond powder,
with the silver tear I carry from the eyes I bear to sing you psalms.
your exemplary radiant soul, so skilled in rituals,
celestial beloved, thus we shall love like the angel people from fairy tales,
to the sacred limit of loving each other in continuous eternal ecstasy,
for from beyond the beyond our spirits merge into one.
of transcendent existence repeated in cycles of white marble,
luminescent fruit of our masterful and ceremonial love,
the cosmic infinite child born from ribs of imperial jade,
through your ethereal presence, evidently magical and perpetually divine.
so that some sacred Phoenix bird may keep him for us from its grace,
through the perpetual testament engraved, like a lovely celestial fairy,
leaving me your love as the only treasure of alchemical gold,
you having the sacred care that over countless years of pure light.
you may birth me again revealed, the same lover rich in dreams,
of luminous happiness that is essential to me from thought into vision,
to have the clear seeing of living grass from deep mystical roots,
sighing melodiously in the sacred earth of all initiates.
An alchemical raven's gray rhapsody awakens those cynical roses who
Breathe-in the ebony beams of blood-bathed sun, exhaling
Cacophonies that ricochet across these truthful horizons where,
Depressive roars embalm Lilith's lawns. Awash with smoked prairies and
Equinoctial secrecy, my neon lips swathe in life's witchy lies, for -
Flames of fury, lace every lead feather of the pewter crow, that feasts on beliefs.
Grieving charcoal stars swing like souvenirs of deceit when,
Heartbeats of hibiscus moon, shiver and shatter upon my schizophrenic
Ink, carving betrayals in asphalt ashes. "Am I a
Jewel of jinx, floating like a jet-black jasmine across
Kohl orchards?" - whispers time's wistful rebirth in the
Lachrymose lake of death, as conspiracies entwine in cyan cobwebs within
Medusa's redstone heart, tumbling at my tulip-tombstone.
Now, nebulous blackbirds, rise from corbeau cinders, as
Onyx wings of resilience have torn apart and
Pierced every sheath of shimmering faith - surrendering to the
'Queen of darkling serendipity', as her clemency clenches me onto the cusp of
Rhetoric valleys and winds pirouette with a pirate's porcelain wave,
Silencing the saffron of my soulful sculpture, in eternal streams of fall.
Thornless fate has forevermore, been an insomniac illusion and maybe,
Ultraviolet elegies of saturn's rings will become a noose for my dreams and
Viola orbs will encase every dove-dawn in a woeful chrysalis,
When anxiety's darkling dungeon, spreads across rustic realms and
Xanthic Satan dethrones my poinsettia-crown, as survival holds onto the
Yarns of last crystal light within Cleopatra's claustrophobic hope. But in the
Zillionth moment - my heart shall wail in rhymeless refrain - am I the one, lost?
When accidental
auroras stroll along
the pale highlights of
camouflaging corpses
and death blossoms
in vulturous hearts of
dreadful puppets,
she always holds
pixie dusts of
strawberry seeds within
october's obsidian quartz.
Gaze beyond those
glass-stitched horizons,
as she cracks the
carmine cocoon of
judgemental juxtapositions
and transforms
carbon-coated
milliseconds to
magenta-gold
pronunciation of
peaceful phrases.
She is a silken
cream-dove,
floating above
murky musings of
redolent rhinestone-
reveries.
As prismatic primroses
shall cleanse every
sin from the witching
spellbook, she will waltz
in whispering lulls of liberty,
emancipating from
chloroform-stained
chains of blood-
scented blames.
Her sunflower-shield
and aurous
summer-sword of
amber poesy
can slice spicy
silhouettes of
graphite goblins,
she will never
surrender to those
misinterpreting
megalomaniac minds,
who twirl along
masquerading rivulets
of manipulative
assumptions.
She is the shiniest roar
above grimoires of grief,
like an 'unassailable purity',
washing away
emerald exhales of pain,
who mutes each cosmic
raven's lament and
distils russet-white-lilies with
her alchemical aroma.
Under the mantle of night, embroidered with hidden symbols and untold secrets,
The stars reflect infinite desires, like eternal jewels in the abyss,
With finite pages and ephemeral moments of intense passion,
But the thirst for reading and the ardor of loving remain infinite,
They surpass even death, our fears, and our ephemeral dreams of peace.
In the mysterious libraries of the soul, each book is a secret temple,
A finite universe, but the magic of words opens doors to infinity,
Chapters and phrases ignite sparks of wisdom, occult and profound,
Navigating with paper boats through the vast oceans of esoteric knowledge.
Bodily passions, like falling stars, briefly illuminate our universe,
Encounters veiled in halos of intensity and unspoken desires,
But the desire to love burns like a sacred fire, an eternally hidden volcano,
Living beyond the limits of time and space, touching the mystery of the infinite.
Beyond the peaceful flow of time, our eternal desires remain,
Echoes of our hopes blooming in a world of ethereal light,
In the glacial silence of the night, each dream rises like alchemical smoke,
Leaving indestructible traces of desires that will never perish, beyond reality.
Under the delicate cover of enchanting books and embraced bodies,
We find the essence of eternity, endless desires that transcend space and time,
In each turned page and in every thrill of a magical encounter,
There is a poetry of infinity, a mystical dance that unites and separates different worlds.
We read and love, planting seeds of eternity in the garden of our existence,
Each story becomes an incantation of the soul, each moment of passion a divine verse,
In a universe of desires that surpass the boundaries of death and time,
We live the magic of infinity, in the eternal lights of the stars and in the sacred written pages.