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Those who have the muse of madness in the soul,
passing through the doors of intuition very artful.
Where music and poetry play the touches of mad,
from the genius and sacrificing melancholy of insanity of load.
In the state of divine possession, the enraptured performer in height,
effecting the listeners soul to similar ecstatic union in resonance alright.
Magical procedure or mass psychotic transaction,
the act of engendered furies stimulating creative attraction.
Stimulus divine will as it manifest throughout creation,
the multiverse in individual subtle emotion.
Symbolic energies extend to the realm of sense,
and their efficacy do what they patently do intense.
The chaos and the melancholic drama of meaning,
enduring metaphor in natures law of karmic being.
The soul as an instrument of its kind,
penetrates to its innermost core for synchronicity to find.
Imitation of celestial qualities and interaction of spirit revealed,
the performance and audience in close contact concealed.
A Plandemic they are causing, to tear us apart!
A constant reminder, of their evil restart!
Repeating over and over, COVID 19,
Lying to us, with their Fake News Theme!
Internment and Fema camps to get rid
of us all! Look at the writing, it's on the wall!
Scaring all human beings.To get us all, to
take their Vaccine!
Mask wearing and social distancing are suppose
to stop the spread. Cases are going up, don't
believe what they have said!
Programming us for the "Dark, Dark, winter"
Joe said. Then infecting us with their Corona
Test!
You can't trust the politicians, they do as
they are told! They are all traitors, just so
you know!
Could you ever imagine schools would be closed?
When the recovery rate is 99.7, still they
impose.
Their fake Science doesn't add up, someone please
tell them to shut the H-LL up!
They are shutting down Businesses that's the plan.
Causing unemployment, and Worldwide depression,
through out the land!
They will say our cash carries the virus! A cashless
society causing a crisis!
They repeat to convince us of A New Normal. You and I
know it's bulls--t and Abnormal!
World domination, total control! Affecting everyone, the
young and the old!
Men and women have to endure, The false narrative of
finding a cure!
A Virtual future of working from home. No interaction,
just isolation, and working alone!
Support one another in these Treacherous times. Pray,
get close to God, don't lose your mind.
Go for a peaceful walk, meditate for a while. Spend time
with loved ones, enjoy their warm smiles.
We can think positive on our outlook on life. Don't let
the enemy, steal your God given rights.
Peace be with you, all of my friends. Trust in our Lord,
until the very end...
Be aware they are censoring free speech under the guise of Hate Speech. These Channels are constantly being taken down. The Powers that be don't want the TRUTH shared.... Remember Nurses will be crying for the patients they are loosing to Covid ploys to make it real, winning your sympathy. Many are being told their loved ones are dead from Covid another lie.
Their mission is to take the world over, collapsing economies, and killing millions.
Check out on YouTube A Call For An Uprising. Also Lost Arts Radio.
Please share with others and tell them to share, thank you...
Love interaction
Eyes met
Hearts pounded
Inspiration or where have you been?
Pure attraction
Kiss of sensation
Let me take you out, and have dinner as we move about
The talk in getting to know each other
Being the lucky Fella
On top of the world
Every laugh and jokes came with enchanted smile
Loving after loving while
Inspiring loving words
Gestures sounding like personal whispers
Never thought I would feel love again
That was then
This is now
There was love deposits with no withdrawls in our love
Total desire with love input and output
Serious feel
True love for real
Bonding hands together
Romance being like on a High Mountain just the two of us embracing in the loving breezes
Cool refreshing wind and warm heart
Smooth loving thoughts
Stars twinkled
The Moon smiled
Only regret, we loss contact
Distance separated us
No fight, just loss each other
We were both temps from the same agency
My last day was a specific day
She was out sick on my last day
Loss love
What would our love have extended?
Maybe Man and Wife
Another place and time
My kiss in the wind to reach you
Until that captured moment again
Heart pounds
From your love wonder.
Perhaps it's the reason that I can't stay?
Perhaps I'll find out what that is one day?
Social interaction and conformity
Sound like pretty stupid traits to want especially to me
I can't be tied down, I can't fit in the crowd
I can't live the life that supposes a life onto me
Be who you are, be what you want to be?
Except when that veers outside the bounds of what you got to be
I'll keep one eye on the now and one eye on the move
I'll keep looking behind so I know I won't lose
Always be prepared, always be semi-scared
Knowing life is not what it should or could be
A restless mind not trying find the path of certainty
A cold soul that extracts itself from what people want it to be
Stand in the shallows and watch as they fall into the deep
Sociopathic tendencies fester deep inside the core of me
When life is good let it flow, let your mind feel free
See the blade of fate, the sharp edge of destiny
Turn the knife to ensure what you feel is so real
Trapped mind, trapped soul, escape and be free
Runaway, runaway, run far away from this thing you should be.
When we communicate with another
Via verbal or written correspondence alone
We have no idea what that person looks like
So we form an image of our own
Sometimes that image is close
Other times completely incorrect
Always so interesting to see
If they look like we suspect
Hypothetically ,wouldn’t it be an intriguing experiment
To gather a group of faceless P.S poets we have connected to
Without speech or interaction
Ask each person to guess just…who is who?
I wonder if anyone would choose correctly
If there were similarities in what they had visualised
Or if they are polar opposites to our minds image
The way they look a complete and utter surprise!
The belief that we become healthier,
healed,
redeemed
through commitment to some power
bigger and higher than just ourselves
follows left-brain dominant teaching,
and appeals to patriarchal thirsts
for robust ego empowerment.
Right-brain prominent feelings
do not disagree with,
dissonantly conflict with,
this bigness metaphor
but monotheistic universalism is not right-brain resonant,
while depth is everything
everywhere
every interconnected potential Time
of radically profound interdependent Identity.
Ego identity
feels emerging from
and returning to
deep ecosystemic nutritional streams
of curiously submerged becoming
co-passionate together
as facets of one boundless
unfathomed ZeroZone
double-bound
bilateral win/win becoming whole
holy
holonic
synergetic
integral.
Big and from-on-high colonization
is never historically resilient,
is always unsustainable,
except when intended
and multiculturally experienced as creolization,
benign largess, invitation
from deep compassionate pockets
of resonantly sacred generosity.
Left-brain either-or thinking
about how to be part of bigger
universally monotheistic Power
can become confluent with right-brain both-and feeling
becoming more deeply etched
ego-identified faith in action
within eco-individuating awareness
of nature's interaction,
deeply spiritual compassion.
Where left-brain egos long to be part of a higher power,
right-brain win/win prime
ego/eco-relationality
belongs immersed in reconnecting deeper co-passioning rivers
of healthy energy streams
flowing up from enlightening dual-dark Source,
sacred resources,
silent webs of becoming
deep wells of resilient resonant belonging.
They thought they knew the score
But stared in awe as they watched me soar
I'm higher than I've ever been
And I'm not afraid to burn in sin
I paint my body in black stripes
As I move away from past gripes
And life is just my grand quest
To prove that I can be the best
Look at how the walls are painted red
Written in words that have never been read
And I went through so many days
Lost in a mind numbing haze
Social interaction was a pill
But it did next to nothing to fulfill
The burning within my heart
And it had all fell apart
I can't erase this lonely place
But I can look at my own face
And see more than a blank page
And all the signs of age
But to rise one truly has to fall
And feel like they'll lose it all
That is when they will stand strong
And prove those who hate wrong
And I damn sure know I lost
As I considered what it cost
Thinking my life was a lost cause
And it really did give me pause
But all I had to do was hang on tight
So I can now stand here and show might
No longer with a fragile soul
Because I already suffered the toll
They thought they knew this heart of mine
But I'm here and I'm feeling fine
I finally feel the warmth of the sun
And I'll be okay when it's all said and done
PARTURATION berthing the inpiration
simultaneous
visions,
mutli-layered
inspiration:
innovative
coherence
now apparent,
broken
syntax
in semantic
ambiguity...
unresolved
inspiration burns
turns a spark
from the tinder
of imagination
into a flame..
a flame
that gathers up
experience
burnishes and
refines
a nugget of emotion
into an image, then
crystallize as a phrase
to become
a spoken word,
a voice
from
the seeing eye
bursts of
creativity..
...short-lived....
colourful
caberets
exercises in
inspiration:
fearless
interaction
of parody and
sentiment..
in wordplay:
interspersed
crafting
of sensibilities
in compositions
....incarnate
A now moment,instantaneous,
parentage unknown,alive borne
of inspiration.Scattered here and there,
colours everywhere.The inner made
outer.Inherent originality conceived,
perceived,crystallised,the beneath
now in relief,of line,spot,point and
dab upon a canvas,to dry before the
eye.Succinct,complete of itself, never
to be reproduced it stays unique,of
me,for all to see.Of me,was once,this,
must art elsewhere,forever did depart.
I look upon it now,and wonder how!
from heart to hand to heart to hand
shared with love where life began
we are but a rock ready to toss
no strings, no ties
no secrets, no lies
a ripple in time ready to live
what is taken first also must give
kindness breeds kindness
and there is no love without hope
but where do we get that
when on a ship all alone
the waves take us here
and they move us over there
lost has control
amongst aimless old souls
that's where the ripple and you coincide
no ego, no pretense, no showing of pride
one hand then another and the chain can go on
for freedom from sorrow and guilt now depends
there's no promise of tomorrow
of goodness, of peace
but if each person first walked
in their poor neighbors feet
gone pity with prudence amid a prejudiced eye
human interaction with arms open wide
It's not a call for a movement
or offering too much of one's time
a good word, a gesture
with love from inside
a ripple from you passed on to the next
can continue forever
leaving this world
with affection, no less
FIRST DATE
I chose my boy -friend just perfect,
Not outspoken, slight introvert,
Yet quite expert to steal my heart.
In each step he would hesitate.
On usual interaction,
slowly developed attraction.
He forwarded one mild request
‘Can you see me alone? He told.
Looking sober but smart and bold.
On quiet stream strand we both met.
His deep dense glance to bathe my face,
on book of love to write preface.
My tangling passion made me wait
for first syllable to listen,
whelming my desire to glisten.
At eve Sun was about to set
scattering scarlet rays on sky.
My fairy wings were keen to fly.
He spoke nothing, remained silent.
With skipped heart beats I had to stand
He came close, held my shivered hand.
Then? Haply Heaven stepped down next.
He kissed me deeply, I was thrilled.
That very moment love was sealed.
That was my first love: My first date
Wonder of love to spin in whirlpool.
Life bloomed beautiful, cheerful.
I chose my boy-friend, just perfect.
In each step he would hesitate.
He forwarded one mild request.
On quiet stream strand we both met.
My tangling passion made me wait.
At eve, Sun was about to set.
He spoke nothing remained silent.
Then? Haply Heaven stepped down next.
That was my first love: My first date.
07/07/18
'New Constanza Poems' Contest by Emile Pinet