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.]

Lost Dogs (for Gashound)

gashound.blogspot.com

I.

boon of claws

for the guard

guardian of the basement

thoroughly cleaned, on hands and knees

swept, covered in white

“bring the horses in!”

across the bridge

then burn it”

(walking the miles back into the hills)

Stare now in amaze

Count slowly: one, two, three!

Raucously vital, incessant banter

Breast sweat (nipple)

"In Rome they could have teeth like that."

Also known as

Explorers without maps (nor goals) stalk the wilderness

Ancient well into sacred void

Granite ribs & groins

The interior covered with black and white checkerboard

Headed back toward his house, hours & hours

Continued speculating on his youth; negotiating an arc & arch.

We are particularly grateful.

Under the thunder

I don't want to lose you

Even for a  moment even in the night

Heavy muscle momentum 'neath the rose chandelier

It all began with the Greeks

Hope/Help is very far

Forget about it

They always considered themselves white

& the

Center of shadow and darkness is the place for the white woman

Not yellow

Mouth open, he was lying

(snake in the grass)

Hung by his arms

Above the fire

A clock chimes (then ticks) downstairs

Then outside, hours from dawn

Came stalking,

distract, divide, puzzle,

Turn them over, answerless

Repetitious superstitions

Threshold of paradox,

Climax within the spectrum or field

How had she come?

Through unturned earth

Magicked space, inadvertent motion

Pollen in the puddles

"Can I have my keys?"

"I didn't know how she could tell or what."

Dense earth

ForeShortening the distance with a cloud

Her eyes begin to smart and blur

Precision of the precession of the equinoxes

"Less than indulgent

But they take care of things"

"You know why the come here, right?

For the work."

then, following a track to descend

& visible landmarks

Only known before by hearsay

look at and see things without being entrapped by them

On his back &

He on the back

Of the horse &

Them running, the horse's legs

Until a light, a fire, something bright

& them out, ghost gone (skeletal specter)

She was worried, for him

& so she watched the other longer, him as a vessel for her concern

Using it to point to bigger circumstances

He said he would try to be more aware, apologized

He wanted

Her to keep laughing

She ended

Up

Crying naked in the rain

"wait until the other side

& then remain

Longer."

A whip and a flashlight are lightning

"In virtue of its pure change, the primordial flux of experience completely eludes orthodox logical interpretation."

"One sees the things in his work as one wills, but one has seen the work itself only when one has seen the things within it in as many ways as possible."

"Silence might be described as a paradox - amplification of subtle events..."

II.

Lost dogs

in a zealously dirty book called "Witchcraft"

peripheral phenomena, invisible, infinite,

The depth of a shadow

Breath on the window-pane,

polished metal

A room wound with silk

Yellow

He spoke without turning;

He was unskilled at all

Save manipulation and lying

Finding his own advantage at the expense of others

Even those one might care for, consider sacrosanct

So there was nothing to inherit

(predilection for standing up for himself, contrary

Eyes cut straight through by the bottom of the frame

Quiet of the bottom, didn't get there first, looked through without finding

Within a grove, in the agitation of a storm, can be accurately delineated from its picture in the water.

To ensure the swimmer's silent exit, back into the dark from which he first emerged

more recent

Straight leg, long arm

Frolicking from one vessel to another

Brick got caught

 Amid the violence, sounds of wild animals fighting

Too far away for anyone to witness

The Moon falling in dreams, our bed always awaits

Until what is reached, unknown now,

Hardcore present kingdom

(too much obsolete technology)

Converging in the silence

Converging over water (the still Ocean)

Two trajectories, two courses, two ways

Two paths

The proper ions, paper thin, atop

Expectations (she doesn't know why)

Doesn't look like you

His dreams are of a castle,

in the clouds

or at the peak

Of the high mountain

Then stillness again, with the great shadow flying closer

Over and done with finally...onward to Avalon (and beyond)

The seashell landmark, amid the roar.

Their voices able to be heard far off.

"What song is that she sings?"

Beyond or without?

"I didn't want to show him.

He wouldn't look upward enough anyway."

The ladder is placed in the North, then they can move upward.

She had been excited for it until its institutionalization

No benefit, only a rut of predictable disappointments

High drama, melancholic sublime

Some of them will have that

We will be able to

of the dead in slowly under the bridge drum

the breathing of an injured dog

Lake effect storm, horizontal lightning

We will return to Lone Peak

A vision that I am struck by lightning

A vision that I am struck by lightning

A vision that I am hit by lightning

Red blazing in the western sky

stepped closer to the door

Of course

She recognized the name, had played in a band together, with her, drinking milk

Smiling regardless

Running with his mouth open

The dogs hear her vomit and run toward the sound

The killer is ever greeted with a smile

Cutting across all lanes of traffic

The scarlet letter proudly displayed in the window, he desires to remain in a constant state of confusion

Sorrow

No one cares if or when

You were born

(a very sensitive sleeper$)

A man with a fatal gunshot wound, trying to wave to the crowd

Grinding your way through these long useless works

Read the green book

Protected to the death by beautiful young woman

"hungrier'n  Hell"

A canyon in the very back, furthest background

Away in the same situation.

Crashed in the trees, the window must be prepared, so the window repairers arrive, and leave, just before they do.

Carrying a great amount of water with them, all through the day.

Finally seen & known as warm by them...

I've found you, I'll go on with you.

Blackened with it, kissing the tips of her fingers

Light of the Sun

Broken in the turning spokes and oblique horse shadow

Shadows of the wheel, over the stones turning and turning

Germinal silence, long before the history of human's dreams

Sunlight glaring on blood (star falls)

Paper blown in the wind, then blown again

Far enough and all the roads end

Fair hope (providence or mercy?)

Her hair cascading over her thighs

You can ask anybody

6

 

Horizontal frontier & Anarchic harmony

Less like an object and more like the weather. Where are the boundaries? Where is the center of weather?

When he points down, that will be the middle.

How many directions can your attention be in go in simultaneously. faithful to and revelatory of

Everyone on their own horse,

riding toward the cataclysm ? or paradise

Hatred Mountain

It is industry and government that have caused a vast majority of the environmental crisis. Despite this, They now try to put the responsibility and blame on the people.

A much more sophisticated level of control.

To control what people do, or how. Make the product more expensive, while saving them money.

Many scales and levels of pollution

Show your wound. (don’t conceal) Show your wound.

Don’t allow the material crisis to distract you from the spiritual crisis. Don’t allow the material crisis to distract you from the spiritual crisis. Don’t allow the imaginary to distract you from the real. Don’t allow the real to distract you from the imaginary.

Have your dream. Promising nothing.

Time to be surprised. (do you have time? did you make time?)

Responsibility for your own acts. The making of meaning.  What new questions can be asked?

I believe this disproves my existence., does she? To year zero, I have no idea(s) everyone else does.

you can see if it is the first or something after

holding so tight, when anyone else is around, hold tight, hold it together, hold it up. & do you & how could I? Try. 

You just got your wish
Your wish just got you

Why were they young? & where were they from?
Why don't you come out and help?
Some benefit from the inward movement of energy Implosion all alone. Look onto the clouds, look into
Conjugation of bold faith and heart as evening draws in.
Those who feel they have something to teAch and those who feel they have something to learn have the right and responsibility to come together. "Aura" from object/product to person. I feel it is important now to appearapproachmeet with nothing in order to get closer to people to make contact.
There may be things to come of which we cannot dream. Thee gold of a
Thousand mornings.
A feeling of awe for what we as humans should be. The difference between ideology and knowledge.
Atavistic clairvoyance...the surrounding vessel

Anarchitecture
Anarchetype
Trilateral creed creed chaos and instability solved with a fascist militaristic government. Nixon was doingit in Central America, contras and dictators.
Oh rebels. Oh. Oh anarchists. "You win all the time."
 "It's true." Look for direct personal contact with the actual facts and events & experiences in the surrounding embracing world.
It's rare but it's true.
Find your way to the spirit through your own inner resources.?
'we live in a time of transition.'
All times are times of transition!
Find your way to discovering what you are looking for.
"People hardly know what it means to be human. In real life a person today knows little about what a human being is."
and despite all that we experience today, we may nevertheless have confidence that humankind will find their way out of the tragic destiny of the present time.
Effort effort Cinderblock cardboard

We cannot accept the carnality and joy of our own personal creation, of the creation of ourselves. The aspect of eternity through spiritual life or biologically through procreation.
The sheer willfulness it takes to sustain a certain thought. I do think sustained effort has a great impact on the manifestation of form.

Connections of destiny
Brought about by Human beings who have not yet been born. Spiritual, cultural, political
Totem totem
Mystery, hole dog, death
A wooden car, a  wolf
Wounded wound
A horses head, for you!
unless...

Tandem, the gods are on all things. He told Nero ask, "What is living within this?"
Sustained vitality. Abstract utopia not to trap, never to trap but to open and free and liberate. from magic to profanity. Profane history, from the heathens of the totem cult. Television party, working-class coffin. "I have found that you must light a room on fire to warm the house." at thiS moment in time the time of crisis approaches. The most exalted holy realm right down to the shit. All of them are costume parties to know about the spiritual world or have belief in it? Or you could be communism, communism is a party. Turn off the television and listen to the wolves or listen for the wolves through the drone. so that she can become what has to start in the present time and which is the only thing that can bring healing for the future of humankind.

Bloody witch
Because we are people of flesh and therefore connected with the earthly animals. We want to eat
And in the whole span of human existence everything fits together with the greatest possible meaning.
Guardian of the Threshold & Dweller on the threshold
Door When the blood flowed from these centers, the great Sun-spirit was liberated from the physical vehicle of and found itselves IN THE EARTH, without individual vehicles

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October twelfth 2010

Signed in spirit blood

I'm warning you

The birds call from the trees above.

The sun is unveiled from behind and aft the clouds and she remains in the tree's shadow

I will never die again.

Name them the color that they are

Game over... Guitar

Awful gutter they all want to die

It is yet to be seen if they ever will

Golden fossil

What is your mom saying

The world of holymatrimony

Deadend cemetery

The flesh of language

Why did you stop drinking

I was born stonedhigh