the resultant offspring

the resultant offspring (bright white, wish for her own cottage, and acknowledgment in the morning, before bed)
ambitious new talents
faceless conspiracies vs. great dictators
heuristics
a ventriloquist who hears voices
bare ruined choirs, where late, the sweet birds sing

(something that is not form) & Form
fusion synergy
master plan flexible
imagination without end (limit)
using magic as their entry-point
magical, incomprehensible area of radically other space, an enigmatic (and dangerous) space of otherness

intensifying noncoincidences,
transcends mystical tigers in the silence of the night,
...in which a post-civilized Earth offers only the most abundant and riotous purely organic imagery, the cultural and artificial having long since vanished.

There is nothing to match the splendor of the Sun's red sword, slashing for the first time through our millennial gloom!
"Their exuberant and wild fecundity promised the inevitable victory of nature — a nature which is fertile, democratic, and free.  Nature has never seemed  more beautiful than in her destruction of tyranny!"

a spider (lithe, quick, thin and black) is captured with a slip of fine paper and a cocktail glass and released onto the grave of a fish, uncontested champion

analogous moments of mystery, narrative rather than descriptive,
meaning synchronous with experience,
banner waving
the animal holding its plumage up into the wind

gratuitous complication of existence, right?
complications of fusion, participatory fantasy, this reference is no less confusing,
Sequence of events designed to be as unintelligible as possible
until ultimate conspiracy revealed? noting the opposite, in the frozen and chaotic results, the landscape itself speaking a kind of glossolalia.

becoming dematerializing
refrangible
Prudent Miracle
(an outlaw and surrounded by impenetrable mystery...)
salubrious Janus
indestructible magnanimity,
the front of the stage, from where the figures speak, is plunged into darkness, and the space from where the figures come into the frame, light and attention focused,

even in a gesture or a wink, everything is calculated yet swift and instantaneous
Apparently, therefore, the so-called protagonist discovers something which we know already, within a cognitive & puzzle-solving form where we ourselves come to learn something new.
(In joy we learnt the secrets of the wild.)

a self that hasn't been touched before
strata, softly, precisely, then one atop another, a very large space, another layer remembered, tying up, together, loose ends

they drift towards destruction at the South Pole, which they imagine as an open spinning vortex of eternity, its walls of ice "a gigantic amphitheater, the summit of whose walls is lost in the darkness and the distance."
this only endures a few days or a few weeks or a month,
the roaring circle of ice
— or, like a volcano; drawing magic circles in the soil, pouring perfume in the fire, and spinning the pentacle,

the composite passion is somewhat more obscure, attempting, as it is, to name something of which we are not conventionally aware currently
illicit commingling of material and enthusiasm
deepening gulfs between the worlds, canyons, a breathtaking dive into
nothing is really the stage of human habitat
dramatic conclusions
drastic conclusions

[which can only be appreciated when read after midnight "in the house of an amiable woman" while holding a print illustrating the structure held in one's hand.]

14

Rust Religion from nowhere, Dragons

“…many female visitors to the museum had sought out the stone, apparently believing that it was a meteorite, and that touching it would make them fertile.”

The stone is still there today.

relegating the formless to a background

the shimmering gold plane

a forbidden place in which secret desires are said to be fulfilled. Passage, Nowhere, Elsewhere,

House, Stone, Mountain,

“Art is and must be an empirical reality concerned with the relationships of human beings to objects and objects to objects in relation to human beings.” – Lawrence Weiner

This is not content.

I am not content.

Intrepidity

a realistic representation of non-realistic situations, aware of his habits, sleeping on the ground with the snakes.

Truce between believable and unbelievable, reality is evenmore subtle in the landscape, the reversal of sky and earth created a disorienting

You have to give it

That it is a beautiful country. Thunder survival

Every rise and every horse wild, it cannot be done without the roses. My sister too, wild & free. Please. Every guitar is an angel

and sings for you

if you will, only will touch it and

Play

Literally translating her own sensations experiences stories so she can communicate with others. If you found him you would then have to carry him (drag)  in order to get him where  you want him, take him anywhere other than where he is.

Than that which unborn form you are the content of

The question stays, a bare winter time

Burning church forest

of hate

Translucent with despair and boredom His long shadow reaching into the trees dense branches, swaggering and tumbling in the wind and fire. Chiming & ringing merrily and with handsome splendor, she admired

Tightness in the abdomen

And a fear

Downgoers and overgoers before a golden back drop

Sky, curling at one end, a scroll like skin

The fiery mountain of heavenly metal

Downstairs their bones are

Stored in the catacombs

"No foot of mine ever crossed that doorsill."

a dying animal, with no motion under darkness of sky that reaches out forever while foreverstars project what patterns

Beneath the monastery

The most definite and permanent touch with the least contact possible Immerse yourself in the riot approaching light speed. There is no pretense or interludes.

Saturate the air with howl and hum! recruited to his pagan cause.

"I mean, you all want me to be an artist. I will simply be a result of having experienced and witnessed all this."

attend to what is scribbled in the cave. Let any of you that believe there's a cause realize that it's creation.

A prominence upon a sphere, as a woman's nipple, this protrusion is the highest and nearest to the sky. One shore, one edge of her duplicates until, on the territory with what I didn't remember, something known for years. "his previous appearance had been in my parents' bedroom where I found him intimatewith my former wife"

giving me

What in the instant

I knew better of and than

Half-dark mud & dust

Not answered unanswered deliberately

You must live with your ghosts, &your people, "I don't know, shit, i won't keep acquainted with that part, asymmetric

Scalped in a Terrible rain storm as the scene shiftl

"most life is, literally, the understanding that you don't understand. that son-of-a-bitch, out there, he says the only thing I really have got, it's so quietly said  that you don't notice it."

square

Up there in the northern there is nothing

nothing "deathless" or "immortal"

"I don't believe on practices or being alone, only whether or not it can stand ( the wind the storm the meeting of gravity, gnashing teeth and dense muscular jaws of infinite)"

So much in memory, life is happening all at once or have you never cut a lightning bolt

this attempt to (re)take the lines into your hand(s)

"he is speaking of the stratified elements of glacial accumulations, forming to a height just below above the horizon."

only left when the wall of the last ice began go give away in that ancient long ago

Before any of your dreams

False experience of mountain climbed, heaven all around the place at this height

"I could become extremely precise about something, therefore kindred to the absolute, the perfect &ideaL"

the Actual universe as a geography has shifted and is moving toward us, space is coming home to occupy us, to occupy the Earth,

Humans are disappointing and boring to Creation

There is never enough wildness

Inhabitation of these shapes, against theground pressed

emerged during the process bringing forth

If you run I to or up against the eternal

"thought is belief. belief is action." "But the absolute is the end, not the beginning."

"isn't that the girl you look in the eyes?!".

And the land cAme up andthe seas rose

Thefar sky is as near as you stand

unilateral support; you arenot removed even when traveling at great speed

"I got lost by the way. ...and in fact, people get lost and die.

the first time upon this goddamn field,

I couldn't find my way out. I'm supposed to know directions and all this

Leave the roots on, let the dirt hang and fall, just to make sure they will know where they comecame from."

His mother wanted him to stay overnight at least, don't disappoint your mother

As it approaches it declares it's limit, sleeping on your floor in the fire in your bed(room)

For both of you

Glistening jewel organ

to see these men smoke and talk on the Summer darkness

On the two rocks

In the background. "don't you remember?"