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Monday, January 16, 2017

It‘s all about the LOVE


God likes everyone, even you. Go to Him now, no one else wants you.
Given the great potential once granted now squandered, this world has not gone so poorly as all that.
I saw you the other day and thought “i'll see you in hell before I talk to you again,
then i realized Hell won't have you.
I know I am too cool, eager to please as I am even, but no one cares about your some old problems
I listened once but now i say “no thanx.”
I tried to help but you robbed me and i feel dirty having ever gotten close.
God forgave theWorld, even you got 1 last chance.
Too bad you blew it.


Your shadow defiles the earth,
mother's shield their babies from your gaze,
theMoon hates you.
I am reasonable enough of a Man to not curse the soil w/ your blood.
Dogs eat shit because your stink got up their snout.
          Space Time Light theVoid
no one has anything left for you
          Incusion Recursion Life Love
reality recoils from your touch
          Skill Mind Memory Sex
get the fuck out of my face.
    don't try to drown your sorrows
          theSea will spit you out.


Monday, September 24, 2012

First draft v my time travel parables 

... And then he woke up. There is a house on a hill overlooking the sea. Sometimes it is not there, but when it is, there is a time machine in the attic. A knot of weight and fear and a woman screaming. None of it makes sense, nothing save dread. Your hand flexes, grates against sharp.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Lecture Series 97 (cont.) 

- Satan speaking on my dying Holy Guardian Angel falling forever into a black hole:---
"Of course it hurts. bodies are in a stream of energy
which ought disrupt the patterned matrices which is matter.
pain is an intensification,
It doesn't matter.

limp when no one is looking.
there are sanctuaries, call them home,
stay in bed all week.
there are corners once turned
I swear I'll remember forever. they are an homage to
The City that Burns Forever.
in every America walk Jackson St. to Jackson Ave.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Ogres and Dragons [cont] 

I am a witch who did dark magick to become a wereman. i imbued my environment w/ an Initiation Pheromone that makes your spirit immortal. Ha! you fools, you were not born w/ any other spirit than that unconscious breath. (here's a fun/cruel trick: try to get a dog to hold their breath by pinching their nostrils shut. --- they don't like it.)

Ogres and Dragons 

OgresThey were of a High and Noble race. taken from earth in the austro-pithic era. There were giants in those days, and wise - and a gentle wisdom that was not lost when his meat-eating austro cousins ate his brains. they pop up amongst us, ogres, oafs, galoots, a race too bullish for an china shop like earth. Oafs, not used to this gravity, or the fuktup changes of scale from the world They [the other They, as it were.] made habitable for them.

Friday, December 28, 2007

Christmas 

In Hell,

Every day is Christmas.

Merry fucking Christmas.

Monday, November 12, 2007

Darkness, A History of Evil 

She is darkness
all about her, a wilderness of strangers
the solemn promise of the Moon her talisman
the darkness tricky w/ shadows
dogs and exotic birds note her passage
streetlights go out as you pass

[you emerge from the graveyard
“’Nothing happened.™”
only one of them saw you
and you were gone
be.
4.
The crown turns out to be a liquor store sign
strange music plays from the house indicated on the map
the stylish couple ask you what you want
the man w/ the deformity lets you sleep on the patio]

her familiars about her
Her Smoke Rises UP Forever!
Look around, the tumbled stones of her face…
Her tears the source of all rivers
Her tears bitter w/ poisons

[The poison of their hatred poured out in greasy slicks
Greasy slicks of ancient evil minds
Concentrated Æons of darkness festering deep underground
Æons of PSychick War]

She is Darkness, she is the Broken Stars
Serpent of Wisdom hacked up in bits
Great Serpent cut into a multitude of witches
Witches hacked into cats,
The cats chopped into rats
The rat into fleas
The fleas full of micro-organisms
Germs twisted in molecular wisdom
Her Wisdom, sweet as Death,
The Death we have learned to fear, that is our friend,
Passage to the Otherside

[She is Darkness and follows an obscure path
the dog w/ no name leads the way
Superman's dog that no longer knows she is Super
The dog is there when Superman cannot make it]

Wisdom of Midwives
Serpent coils as fine as smoke
The Smoke of an unquenchable fire
A fire that burns green a smolder releases
The essense of healing
The essense of serpents
The essense of prophecy

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Wednesday, June 06, 2007

St. Christopher 

he carried jesus to the pagan civilizations
he piles stones on the crossroads
blocked energies pile spires of prayer higher
and the old language fled west w/ us beyond the hills

he carries jesus manacled in silver chain to a tomb deep in the cold
the Black Iron Prison at the End of Time
where electron ghosts scream endless hosannahs to their superconduction
ice and iron fleckt w/ gold
Time measured in chroma scintilla decay products of protons:
calvinos and borgesons backwards stagger wanka radiation

we spin out souls and jump into a cosmos carrying jesus
and a condemned circles babbling
they say ‘hi!’
and jump out your eyes
pushing spirals higher stone piles encased prayer
before he came
they spoke to the stars

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