Long Morphs Poems

"It [Communion] is the liberating experience of the Authentic Self recognizing itself in others--the many coming together as One in egoless freedom and the mutual conscious intention to evolve."...

"It [Evolutionary Enlightenment] is a new and...

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"How Huxley Sees the World"



He composes his world -
dream extractions
simulated from 
the surreal reality of man
colour cognitive from the dead moments
we phantomise to life in sleep
electric light colour bursts forth 
from a perspective unique
a hare...

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"The Monochrome Echo Chamber"




How many Roads
to "IT"
Black 
as Black & White? 
or Unicorns and Rainbows?

Unitarian 1 and only 1 
Trinitarian 3 exist in 1 
An answer 
arrives 
unheralded 

Reversed in Time
Something 
has lit the fuse
Something...

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Dark, the night morphs slowly toward dawn.
In its last vestige, the moment in which night becomes morning,
he speaks to me.
I refer to him as "he" only to supplicate my own delusional need
to believe that a...

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THE GRANDSHIP HISTORIA 

Come, let us explore the Grandship Historia;
taller and wider than imagination!
Our guest passes allow us to visit as it sails
on uncharted waters along the
cosmic ocean of Eternaus.

Before, in grand ship building times
formation...

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NOTE: Please read part 1 so this makes more sense

As soon as her words enter my brain I feel the force of a million gees pressing against my body, but only for a nanosecond, then...

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Learn to heed the warning
of queer and ominous tale
the weird of Solomon Crowley 
his madness and long bewail

Once deemed as prominent prince 
sullen noble becomes fallen wanderer
deepest rages drive burning thirst
the burden of daily desire

so...

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To say her goodbyes, she was forced to wait,
'til final mourners long since departed.
Twin jet-black feathered wings shaken out straight,
forever alone and broken-hearted.

Celestial voyeur she'd once proudly been,
observing Mankind from Heavenly seat.
Had focused on one,...

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Winnipeg
Every day you drive down my street, through my neighborhood, anticipating the day we'll infinitely meet
I tried to ignore the feelings I've felt since the moment I walked into your convenient store but it ever...

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when younger & full of life,
idealistic with fist in the air,
hell bent on changing the world
with a communicative heart
whose capacity to give &
care for those around her/him
seemed without need to ever
replenish,
the thought that an institution
whose...

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That was then….
When the tapestry of contentment enveloped 
the enthralled expanse exhilarated,
of the sensuous sky called life. 
When the fervent flight was friendly 
for the esoteric essence to fly fearless 
near and far like a...

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It’s that time again, 
that airy hallmark intro, the vibrant soul ensemble.
Signpost to an hour long  journey where passage, paean and piece come out to play.
Odyssey for fantasist and literary scion.
Earnest open invite to...

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Mute
but immutable.
Unmoving, unmoveable;
timeless, yet tireless.
Solitary stalwart sentinel
surveils undulating horizon.

Aberrant, achromatic clouds
pock-mark the skies, as distant
rumblings herald his adversary's
latest gambit in their age-old conflict.

The wrath of a thousand crashing,
clashing, thrashing fists batter
against the beleaguered sentry.
Ceaselessly, remorselessly,
the...

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Yes, I affirm, I have seen God
But He appeared and then disappeared
This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed
But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared—Unseeking Seeker

Espied my footprints in desert sands, longing...

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Then was the time 

When life of contentment enveloped 
The expanse of the serene sky 
Where the flight was friendly without fear
As life flew like a free bird far and near.
 
When delight was found...

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Growing up with smiling faces
Tripping over untied laces
Laughing with a light in our 
eyes
When exactly did the innocence 
die
Staring at my reflection, I 
watch 
Judgment morphs my features, 
in shock
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Will you...

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The full moon lit up the night sky
A wisp of cloud passed it by
To add to an eerie atmosphere
As if something gruesome might appear.

The gates to the graveyard groaned in the wind
As did the groans...

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i am a creation of empty minded sex
and anger that plucks the heads from flowers
i come from broken glass absorbed into the front seat
from a desolated house 
where plates and pillows whisper dirty words
where mirrors...

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You indicated I don’t listen.
I respectfully disagree.
I hear you.
I just don’t like what you have to say.
Pretending to ignore you takes tremendous effort.
Quick to dismiss
that which emanates from a source
other than your own lips –
and...

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She played with pride and vanity in the mirror
with crimson rouge she painted a mask.
No tear would fall, for she forsook weeping,
because in her mind her beauty was the truth,
whereas the lie remained unending
but she...

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Shadow Play

While Freud sits at the mind end of the couch phallus in hand
shapes others’ dreams in unspoken imposition ‘must-abation’
analyses abuses his daughter in metaphorical incest projects
his own aggressive sexual drives and neurotic megalomania

Jung after...

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Like the gradual diming of the 
sun
I watch as day fades away 
Along with my troubles 
Watching as the worldly 
canvas
Completes its daily painting
Maybe im amazed at the way 
Time gives me a break
When the...

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Dawn, you fall upon striking radiance,
Birds lift the sky using wings patience,
Barren and wizened tree, I trust your vitality,
A sympathy that teams will ignite beauty.

In a palm tree, I sense the vicinity of God,
Insight into...

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i
Lie back, tilting my head
hunched as if tango 
mangoed or like quesimodo
ringing notre dame bells. 
The straps cradle me
pinned in a rollercoaster
belted in a fast car, 
braced and buckled. 

ii
Electrodes are placed
on skin-thin temples. 
Gently,...

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The cowardly lion who has no heart, Who's roar speaks no volumes             
Therefore the Jungle takes no part, In recognizing his natural right
As...

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