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Dom(e)
I must address this energy.I want to consume my love. No way around it, the Self is committed to every bit of color that paints the subject.I suffer because my Eye is entranced, infatuated. I melt into the heat. My energy is volcanic, raw and primeval. It does not understand thought but action and fire.…
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An Exhausted Earthling’s Plea
I have been bleeding out emotionally for the past two days. I feel betrayed and abandoned somewhere foreign, cold and serious. I need a ride home. I don’t know how to get home from here. Beauty died out like an old phone’s battery. Beauty never mattered. You flaunt beauty, but who flaunts the soul? Who…
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Love, Sacred Love
“Thou sacred love, thou hast been persecuted from the beginning and hast been soaked in blood. Love, sacred love.” – Alexey Tolstoy, Tsar Feodor Ioannovic. I had one such dream, dear reader, that reminded me of a longing so very deep which I put to sleep, hoping it would not wake to torment me. I…
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Mother Rose
It says,”you have found the temple within,A covenant of pure silenceMusic descends as the flowers bloom,and the fragrance envelops the listener. You are in a waking dream state,in the cusp of miracle and the ghostly realms.This is earth…it is earth!Become attuned to the mysteries,and rejoice in the temple within and without.” What announces the vision?…
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Thus Spoke Color Blue
As I turned the pages of an art book, a three part painting featuring a blue avatar caught my attention and made me listen. I feel it’s been sending me signals, leaving me breadcrumbs to follow to a beach house. It watches as I struggle to keep away from the fire, it knows I observe…
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On Secrets
In order to be authentic, one cannot be caged, nothing can be demanded of you. You can try many ways of extracting truth, thus raping the individual. I am a creature of contradictions, I cannot be trusted with a fixed state of mind, I live on planet Earth and I adapt. I so desperately wished…
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Bury the Dead
I have birthed the spiritual crisis I was meant to have. The promise of a pending love quickly came back to me and my mind became sorrowful. I felt like a small bird being tortured by the smoke of a chimney that I thought would keep me warm after a long day’s flight. I am…
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The Miracle
I thought I had you back with me, but you have handed me a book and asked me to read. I can hardly see you beyond this cross, your voice becomes engulfed in a speech foreign to me that my mind immediately rejects. It scares me that this is you. I don’t want to lie…
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1000x
The writer in love enters the world of sufism. I wage war against any and all, any and all who wish to submit me. They don’t understand the soul. They might speak of philosophy, the coward’s way. I say, walk through fire instead, I dare you to fall and stay in love. I dare you…
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I Let Love In
It wasn’t a teacup that shattered, it was the entire shelf.I saw it breaking in slow motion and I ignored it. The shards flew inwards with the speed of arrows shooting into a void. I felt them as they entered me. They were more aware of me than you. I was a ravaged animal, I…
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