thoughts from the furnace

dreams of the various skins

that G-d walks around in

beauty permeates perception

striving against sin

so i too can be perfect again

constantly rebooting

back to the beginning

flame

but sometimes

i

have to scream out in pain

my heart

selfish

has to complain

my mind

knows

i am vain

slap my face

once i am awake

reality is only real

in my dreams

the gate

is a revolving door

hidden

in theta waves

images mirror

paradisaical horror

perceptions donned like seasonal fruit


cyclical and sublime

void without time

blood forms in suit
or
wondering stars

consonant abode

determines eternity

slavery

to duality

functionality

aspirations

applications

paradox abound

wisest confound

those who have ears

sound

dreams of fight or fantasy flight
you will find
in the distance
behind my eyes

depth

space

absent time

dissolving into the curve of every line

envision decision

love sheds blood

deep inside there hides

the spinning vibrating

transilluminated sphere

sweet release into the womb unseen

since to sense

the beginning of the end of the beginning

glorious divine balance

Eternity's providence

cylindrically sublime

standing in the light

if i could
f
a
l
l
into
your eyes
forward
flip
spiral
spin
that is how
galaxies begin

we don't want to be here anymore
but we know we can't leave
until we have studied
every nook and cranny
in this place

it doesn't matter what we say
we don't know anything
anyway

"shockrocks"

let me find the words
to say
to surge like a shockwave
on this plane
pull back the curtain
on this abstract play
rip the veil to reveal
there is a language
causing six senses to reel
subtle sensitive intuition
it is a thrill
inate from the beginning
though society's nurture
taught to kill
so reach back
and just remember
it is our nature
to heal

so unfurl your fractal
refract your light
release your soul now take flight

shiny rainbow rounds

floating clouds inside
shiny rainbow rounds
deep underground
sliding down lava streams
volatile steam dreams
eyes loudly penetrate
incinerate as they surround
heart race
pulse pound
mercury slowly
melting me
like
black and white
bells without sound
misshapen and
falling to the ground
emitting scent upon descent
we melt in the shroud
tasting weeping rain
pure rejuvenating jewels found
reflecting light energy between
repelled magnets bound
strong by
vein tree feather wing fin fingers
wind wave sea snakes
pennyroyal mandrakes
pressure density diamonds

art opening

woe

"The second woe has
passed. Behold the
third woe cometh
quickly." -Revelation
11:14

Hell breathes the fire of unquenchable desire
Excess's sinking spiral
leads to its wisdom prison gate
once beloved faces

twist distort creates

the grating utterance incenses

the door-less walls and maculate the halls

an overture to the descent to hell

secretion of lies with indulging ties
robs all joy as if mortal life a toy
when we cease to struggle against the chain
it is then that we submit to the restraint

scrape off the errogenous zones
burn a heart to the tone
Machavallian torture
lusty eyes seek desire to consume pleasure
love crucibles soul higher into royal treasure

billow robe incognito
slow to show
rotting soul amidst blooming flesh
banished immortal beauty
nevermore deceiving reality

Blue clings to me
revealing darkly what i see

spirits rejoice for the lost
gloat for their deceit
for validating the cost

i succumb to distractions tempt
consumned by naughty elf
i abhor my reprobate self

temptation is a beautiful whore
falling in love is for corpses
succubus in the days of lore
discovers delicious shadows
incubus penetrates the door
all thirst for one to count his score

a writhing serpent double tailed
coiled scales circle foundations limbs
slithering up the steeple's spine
soft and warm spilling against
cool firm flesh stiff and piercing carress
for the suple receiving peaks
and crevice conclave divine

putred regurgitating aura
of the beloved idolized
induces trance to encompass and contract
circumnavigate the throat
squeezing life out of death
severing soul from creator
we go blind to the line between truth and lie

lust has been raped of its pleasure
debaucherous pride of its illusion

at the end blue clingsto me
revealing darkly what i see
hell breathes the fire of unquenchable desire

"Have pity on me,
have pity on me oh
you my friends, for the
hand of God has
touched me." Job
19:21

the beast of reveal

do not want to face these inner workings thought to have previously been destroyed
disillusion is a friend indeed

for truth comforts me
though i am past the morning

the moon is still in my head

a moonlit day i can see
as a fog as it wanes away
blood is pouring forth from me
am i purged to be an object for others gain
why do i pursue you here now
i need the tomorrow to feel me in it's dream
to be full indeed

to be satisfied
i know all eludes me here in the absence of purified faith
burn me to the tone of my core
i pray

to dissolve the scorn of the shame that He never put on me
that i should teach a story
that leads me to the edge of this divine madness

i can see it

i can feel it

when i leap

i float

why always why and how to show us
who we are
i am

am i

are you

you are

the beloved illusion crumbles

like a frozen flower turned to ash

impossible to clasp

impossible to believe

without my flesh to decieve

do you even exist

and if you did

would you want to see
experience me
help the thoughts manifest

characters on the tangible stage
to bless the age

share that we are we
and see

the others

are here in our souls
we are not from this world

descendant of the King
traveled here on a vibrating high A light beam
to scream

WAKE UP

but still

i need
i hate to need
i hate everything
i love
i love everything
i hate

you respond to me not

visceral enough to know
worth is not a concept i can afford
for all the sound in my throat could never convince you of my love loyal

i can not bear it alone

i have loved on my own

a number that stands
solemn

surrounded

you know- the idea- of this crowded room

so i seethe into the mouth of the seeker

do you really want to see

see what you create
you long not for truth but justification
scientists kill their hypothesis with the pathos of the predetermined idea

i deny the truth

for to release my twisted lover Pain

is too much to bare
but still

i run

and i run on

into a sunset blue

without you
born a single we die alone

without flesh

without bone

the Kingdom is in me
and it is weeping

for you always weeping

weeping

for you

never is my pleasure pure

at least not for long
death is to try to grasp a moment forever a glimmer

desire in a net for tinkerbells

let it go to embrace the One who has loved from the beginning of the scattered color tone

in His warm fuzzy peach cobbler shoes

leading to ion electron shiver

comforting revelation

visual stimulation

underneath the wind leave tree into me

the knight always rides with the headless samurai

the water in the stone

conception

conception

spherical void swirling with
Hallowed density

Synchronicity's dance is Eternity's symphony
lightning in the dust
air of the dawn
electricity in ocean glacier
a helix foundation built on concentrated Holy thought
circumstance is a sumultaneous balance of cause and effect
contradiction is Blame's fault
there is no fear to be found
in the dissection of justice and mercy
creation and distruction
are lovers with one body
paradox
is Truth's dream opiate

contemplate
meditation

transmigration