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Bits and pieces of your heart and soul
bits and pieces, fillet and sautéed
for the sad amusement of cruel men with mindless erections
Who snicker and grin
as they lay you down on a bed of nails
Naked and anesthetized
for the purpose of insensate insemination
s and feces, from hearts without soul
s and feces, from cruel little boys, masquerading as men,
with pointless erections, who grimace and sin,
As they fornicate and fail
Naked and cautertized from the meaning of erotic sensations
And that is: sweet tender love and kindness
approximating Divineness
Which the sad woman is so longing for
and the little boy is running from
When are sacred instructions
also secular erections?
How could sacred reconstructions of Spirits fly
without secular deconstructions for Nature's
harmonic polypaths together?
I'm still reading
Sacred Instructions
by She Who Brings The Light,
aka Sherri Mitchell's
natural/spiritual enlightenment.
I think she just said
Gospel Warriors
of natural light
emerge most non-WinLose soldierly anti-therapeutic
For challenged WinWin longing Egos
and for healing outdoor climate pathologies
against green gospel warriors,
By exercising a silent student/teacher experiential Voice
Curious about Great Universal Origins,
and Transitions,
of epic course,
But also fans of daily speaking
with still small calming WinWin therapeutic Voices,
Not speaking for or against LoseLose plutocratic terrifying dualism,
Dissonantly settling for compromising
Earth's natural beauty
fragrance
taste
natural/spiritual Voices,
to serve monoculturing reductive purposes,
self-perpetuating losses
against multicultural synergy Warriors
of past synergetic ages
Within and upon this co-operatively owned
and self/other-teaching/listening Earth.
My LeftBrain gospel
Either Nature Or Spirit
pen
seldom offers such RightBrain silent synergetic
Both Nature And Spirit riches,
Deep learning nondual WinWin confluence,
EgoLeft listening
co-present with EcoRight
Warm womb basking
in bilinear sacred Light
Now discerned
through yesterday's dark
secular and silent StillHere.
When are sacred instructions
also secular integrity erections?
Does sacred Mother Eartha
too often want to stop the world
to process Her nuanced feelings?
Does our desecrating Dad
too seldom demand we stop
to consider grace
and win/win gratitude
for creative dance
as it has systematically developed
to this current post-millennial date
to partisan fancy prance?
Revisiting loyalty to Earth's global systems
of nutritional economics
and cooperative psychological
bicameral enlightenment
of healthy democracy
bipartisan empowerment
Solidarity with RightBrain integrity
restoring EarthJustice
nonviolent ecofeminist
co-invested communication
Deep listening
to identify EarthPatriotic feelings
of safety,
provision,
protection
And more matriotic co-passionate needs
and wants,
felt voices
and thought choices
for healing erections
from PatriarchalCapitalism
chronic LeftBrain overstressed disorder
Haunted by mounting night mares
vexed against feckless EarthMothers
stalled to win/lose process eternal competitions
in autonomous lack
of polycultural communon
Win health
to win safe colorful wealth
nondualistic
thoughts bidialectic
with warm interdependent
feelings
trustfully realistic.
We populate our LeftBrain language with nouns.
We populate our RightBrain relational verbs with objects,
with objectives,
cooperatively positive
and competitively mistrusted
as notnot double-binding negative.
We populate this bicameral life with animated subjects
and unanimated,
static objects.
We animate Earth-bound sensory experience
with dynamic integrity toward growth
regenerate maturation of health,
and dynamic disintegration toward dissonance
decaying pathologies.
We dynamically learn with Earth's animate objectives
which are ergodically abundant rhythms of integrity
and which are also destined for,
at risk of,
negative correlational exformation,
co-arising decomposition,
reverse notnot ergodic,
one dynamic system moving backward through time
toward embryonic beginnings
of hypostatic uniting integrity's potential,
rebirthing new creolic animism,
a new systemic word for what had been two or more.
We ergodically populate relational languages
retelling embryonic creation
and desecration stories,
rhythm spiraling spacetime patterns
of nature-spirits
nondual
co-arising from seasons,
spring birth toward death of winter's stasis,
forecasting summer's diastatic maturation
for repopulating autumn's language harvest
of creolizing relationships,
degenerate implied within
dynamic positive regenerate erections,
objectives,
objects,
reasons for ergodic fertile seasons
yet to dynamically co-arrive.
I love this nasty game of a combination of
leisure and life where the trouble maker becomes the victim
and the product of that crafty pencil of our imaginations
is translated into a true life story told by the welcomes
of roses, gloriosas and saffron crocuses.
silk so tight on a flesh so mild
can sexualize a nearby stone
and with the first half of your luscious castle,
the throne definitely stays beneath its delicate walls,
strongly preserved for the exotic union of my everlasting presence.
The hips’ salvation matches your lips temptation
thereby constructing a pix exaggeration
to inflict a fixed subordination on me,
making it count at six erections already
as I’m lost in a mixed contemplation.
Oceans gushing out of the sun and trees standing on the clouds
are perfections of a world only known by the census of two.
Our citizenry well enforced by this mighty affection
and bodies well protected
by the magnitude of such penetrating jealousy
strongly fighting against any threat of liquefying its refined honey
and adulterating its rare tasty wine
put the art of intimate knowledge into re-evaluation
and the strength of the art of sex
very close to the question mark of moral bliss.
Such wealthy lavishness with all positive alteration
to any kind of belonging is evidenced
by my accepted foolishness so honourable.
Words alone are unworthy because the probability
of using all existing letters is not sufficient enough
to mold a brick out of a thousand many
in building my bridge to your heart.
MINNIE
Entrant.
Act One. Scene Five. A voyage into The Minnie.
Never embark on this imagination without Me
Como dije, te ves hermosa
With gusto sing I the booty song with every strength I can muster.
Lips sumptuous, dripping sweetness is every drop
Pouring emotions on me none stop,
You could have been Miss World
But you didn't miss the world
Mind's masturbating? Yes, I'm hyperventilating,
Sexual desires I am virtuously venting,
Blood, straight from the eyes to the mind to the p**is
Only a mutual affection will start and end this
And nails it; erections killed it;
Miss Camocha's pathway,without a pass,
Smash it, spank it and "dom" that a**
I'm never scared to go on adventure
No matter the extent or measure
Yo a** I treasure even at my leisure
To envision your back-burner
Let's set it off, you're a stunner
It's an inferno....roast dem haters
Barbecue! Who's invited? Flirters?
...my favorite delicacy & I'm munching each petals
My flames lighted up by that a**
Won't dwindle even after you pass
J**king-off, producing in mass.
What you've caused this soldier of 9 lives?
You caused a love bleed, deeper than knives
But no retreat no surrender is my mojo
I'll rock your boat like its a slow mo'.
Exeunt.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright©2017
in the rusty tide animating bones
of deluded gods reaching for the lie
etched on eroded steles in dead lisps
licking flames of seers tossing guts
filled with blue and red fascists
infecting the hands of the curious
willing to taste microscopic spiders
gulping their blood pumping poisonous
chants of starlit fevers soaking doubts
in baptismal orgasms growing fingers
measuring spirits down to the remnants
of angels sleeping in cellars drinking
emotions of residents disheveling linen
drenched fear perspiring throughout eye
movements of broken nightmares straining
to be painted in fixed oil imbued with lead
thoughts cracking in corridors hallucinating
dripping madmen sharpening revolts smearing
screeching phrases fed intravenously milking
the life of beasts for ravenous wisdom awaits
cold to the heart thuds of silence defy adages
preaching surrender to the surgeon’s pride
flashing silver pain pooling mercury bulges
of phallic power parading atrocity elements
churning in the metabolic circumference of Gaia
digesting busts of Caesars forgetting Romana
as peace basks in the annihilation of metabolism
directing the jet-streams crossing sunrise
and sunset like catholic rites glossy and gilt
flat personages etched by bright children
bending down to surrender to the priests
speechless in empty piety moaning high-
ways returning in internal engines conbusting
beside Masonic erections adorned with devils
sliding between walls where innocence lived
yellowed pages of periodicals recall fabrications
stitched into the screens of televisions changing
until the entire hymn of Satan rests in every palm
Why does this resonance of love,
lovely resonance,
feel so complexly complicated
to achieve?
Complicating,
complicit in felt imperfection
While red hot hate
burns resiliently,
remains pure
and uncomplicated,
unnuanced,
Vengeance is Mine!
bright as red anger
smoldering in cold
black coal fear
of perfect disregard,
contempt,
anxious judgment,
shaming blame
unequivocal unilateral conviction
I was right
to never truly love
in that unredeemed
leftist win/win compassionate
Not Right RedBlooded win/lose
competitively traumatic
capitalist-patriarchal
monotheistic
punishing way
Of anthrosupremacist survivalist sway,
HuMan MonoCulture Yang, LeftBrain dominant
dissonantly against
EarthMother PolyCulture Yintegrity,
RightBrain prominent EarthTribal
interdependent living systems
unraveling out in partisan bipolar directions
CoArising dipolar dynamic
four seasonal erections
green ecopolitical healthy wealth
win/win organic
Breathing in polypathic Taoist reverse insurrections
of bicameral body/mind
co-governing buried projections
for feeding
and watering public/private health
root chakra
eco/theo-logically polytheistic
living sacred double-binary
emergent information
Joy/Integrity body health
is green mindwealth safety systemic,
neuro-network win/win optimization,
and eco/theologically cooperative
co-investments in mind-body
EarthTribe inclusive
co-empathic healthcare
Which may be why
does this resonance of love,
lovely resonance,
sound so complexly complicated
to co-intelligently achieve?
And feels impossible
not to fully co-invest
despite considering
all the LeftBrain dominant facts
of Earth's eventual mortality.
BEAUTY THAT SLAIN
Vivacious voyage into the Azure
Heart never embark on this imaginative story
Without the consent of the body
To envision your whole, glamour and bliss
Which is a physical adorningly masterpiece
Lips sumptuous, dripping sweetness in every word
Your beauty term others odd
You could have been Miss World
But you ain't part of this world.
Like a knight I raise the sword
Not to spill blood
But in adulation of beauty of a god
Cos your posh of beauty heal the world
Enchantingly fascinating me like an enchantress
Reeling and basking in emotions without duress.
Now I am hyperventilating,
Sexual desires I am venting
Only mutual affections
Will start and end this,
Nailed it, erections killed it;
Setting my heart racing while buttocks on the sit.
What have you caused this soldier of 9 lives?
A love bleed, deeper than piercing of knives.
No retreat no surrender is my mojo
And I'll rock your boat like it's a slow mo'.
VickWizzy
Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP}
Copyright © 2nd April, 2020.
Once again I'm here to testify
Beg your God to bless my life!
Senior citizens point me out as the devils advocate
So extravagant, A prisoner of my own arrogance
Passed a black rose and saw Satan blush
Harrassed so he chose hating a passionate rush
Satisfaction of seeing angels and demons lust
A mixture of culture
Draining elixir, like a blood thirsty vulture
From the bottomless pitts they've cursed this structure
And now I'm slipping into darkness
And I can't sleep
Pleasant dreams were promises
But I've fallen to deep
Now I'm just a lost soul slipping into darkness
Beat every factor but death
The secrets that time won't tell
The shadows and spirits that greed won't sell
Bless the date of my mothers final contraction
Eager thoughts of an innocents gurls erections
Knocked down the door
And told her to
"Close your eyes and spread your legs for your own protection"
You gone take this and with no objections
And if I ever find you
I won't bother to creep up behind you
Splice your tongue, make you remember my mom
Pass the memories around
Let em know you took advantage of a defenseless woman
And left her in the lost and found!
And now i'm slippin into darkness
And I can't sleep, I've fallen so deep
That now I'm slipping into darkness