Wake Up

silently sitting in a dream

yet sound all around, colours I hear

as the white noise subjects intervene,

if you are asleep, you are not seen

 

not awake?

Just a coma

and a mistake

A choice to make

lesson learned

Matyr’s for the stake

life is a dream

you cannot escape

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Metemphysics

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moments lost to the fabric of time

moving found involution aligns

Makers, Creators, the coded Abyss assigns

sublime, a forbidden fruit divine

Leaving WIll to motion’s serpentine

angles schizhophrenic Te releases

Angles in the Heart, mind confuses

As Thought moves with Time, it uses

Something, the Act, a Play beyond fuses

an Eternal Fire, Fabric Woven Blazes

our outward design, media outlet ceases

waves clear and still, ocean lights

wakening reform’s contemplation, nothing attraction blight

something fills the Chaos Revealing Star-Light

as Sun’s First solution was One Elemental Temporal Sight

A Deity, moving Father to Son, Four as One; Purusha, White-Light

Rainbow Bridge is all colours in the prison that Writes!

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moments lost to the fabric of time

moving found involution aligns

Makers, Creators, the coded Abyss assigns

sublime, a forbidden fruit divine

Leaving WIll to motion’s serpentine

 

angles schizhophrenic Te releases

Angles in the Heart, mind confuses

As Thought moves with Time, it uses

Something, the Act, a Play beyond fuses

an Eternal Fire, Fabric Woven Blazes

our outward design, media outlet ceases

 

waves clear and still, ocean lights

wakening reform’s contemplation, nothing attraction blight

something fills the Chaos Revealing Star-Light

as Sun’s First solution was One Elemental Temporal Sight

A Deity, moving Father to Son, Four as One; Purusha, White-Light

Rainbow Bridge is all colours in the prison that Writes!

 

 

 

 

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Dark Light

No need to flex, trigger finger at rest

No contest, just illegal consequence

That Represents the Relevance

Of a Caged Life due Testament

 

You wanna boat? Get through neglect

You wanna smoke? Go find suspects

This life is a toke, experience a joke,

Gunning off like a reject, and you’re stoked

 

Hit the floor, we just had a 940; baskanos

Hit the door, eyes just opened from before

Metamorphoses beyond the living restored

You’re dead now, no feelings implored

 

This spell, living from the Gates of Hell

This well, the Styx will pull you under swells

Hades rejoices with the Oneness Foretells

Curvature of Liberty Bell

 

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Metemphysics

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Thou Art That

The Unified Theory of Everything consists of a fundamental logo that we are a geometrical form that Sources consciousness from reason and the development of Harmony, Peace, and Balance. This is achieved by a state of Order; -two negatives are always made positive. A state of Order is Whole, Absolute; thus nothingness. When there is no-action, no self, no-existence, and the Hollow Awareness, the relationship to synchronized harmonized states of Order occur within the framework of Evolution. Thus, Evolution is a disordered (chaos) states becoming Ordered, – in which Order constitutes a development of Reason and Divinity.

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Fawn

The word consecrates its own womb, like a fawn looking at it’s Mother in deepest wound. Leaving nothing behind, but moving forward with the first steps that it has even stepped.
It is new, free, unbounded by the natural order of law and imagination. This is the truest state; a fawn upon a memory.

This delicate frequency, this vibration we call Universe, this holy temple we exist in. It is the passage of vessel to vessel. From state to state. From Siddha to Satori. From communication to Zazen. From the first to the last. All is, in essence, the point that we grasp.

Moving away, from the original point of time, we unleash a more faded essence of who we are. The closer we move, to who we are, the closer we move to the original point of time. Thus, the closer we are to our Attunement, the closer we are to Source.

 

Source, the beginning fires and waters of existence. The Purusha, a plasma that envelops all that is, this plasma liquid, like a water boiled by fire, is always releasing and receiving, taking, but never asking more than it is.

It is, in essence, a body that we live in. Our dimensional frequency, is a solid-liquid flux. It is permeable to the perception of each individual agent. By attuning, turning in, addressing the Source inside, we can begin to see, our Original Face, the True Nature, Self Identity, not negating who we are, but merging with the whole on a fundamental level.

 

The whole, is the Cosmos. It is the order that is in order to promote order. It is the realm of patterns, of knowledge, of history, of places and fancies that capture imagination! It is such a fancy, all the delights and treats that can sooth the soul. Yet deepest pain longs for deepest love, and even the fawn upon my memory shows love from above.

 

We are what we are, there is no beating around the Bush. The fire that burns the Bush of time allows us to see that we are emblems of a sacred seed. This sacred seed, the seed invoked

Into our being, is the presence that commands us to break free.

This pain inside me, is also without me, for without the law of what is inside, who would be able to see what is without? The pain, is in an auric body, but the body is the vastness of the ocean. The liquid flux that creates the substance of our being. This allows us to flow in and out of the state that brings us closer to the Womb.

The Womb is Nature’s Home, it is the Parent of all, It is the condition that frees us, but is the condition that machines us. Mother Nature, we are her product. Accept this now or be left behind. For is not the Harvest but of Vegetables?

 

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A Fire’s Birth

From ashes to air, all repairs.

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