belonging
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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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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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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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The Custodian
I would tell her about the octopus dream…How the creature felt like family. Was it floating in the air or was I deep in the water? Its eyes were full of intelligence, full of thoughts.It was a moment of divinity.It looked the way I would think a galactic ambassador looks like.It knows you intimately before…
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Misanthrope
I now believe there are things that should remain unwritten. Not all is meant to be exposed. A protective layer, such as our skin is crucial to our sustanance. You might regret having thought about it, so don’t even think about saying it. Shush, become pensive, take two moments. Do not rush to express yourself.…
LA MVNDIA 