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The Fading: Our Glass Days Shatter

I don’t want to see only the appearance

I am starving

I love them

God, let me feel them

Let me see them

Truly

I love

Their sound

The Way

They look —- at you

They care for us

She made her body our home

Imagine it

So, we must return the gift

Calm yourself beast

Lay down

If you wish

To feel her

To understand, your home

Yourself

We are growing

As we recede

An hourglass

Of shifting sands

Man

-H

The 9th Gate

No… no

It is not a barrier….

But

A gate….

Is it to keep us out?

No

What is it for then?

So that we may ask, and so see….

See what?

How nothing listens….

How does nothing listen?

Like a good parent….

How do they listen?

Quietly

Why?

They wish for us too see —- as, well….

See what?

What they are trying to tell us….

Which… Is?

Yes

Yes what?

No

No what?

Gates

For

Us

But….

Is The Gate

Not there?

No, it is here….

Where?

Points inward

Waves around

Vanishes!

Whoa, not even a goodbye?

~faintly~

You will….

Hear it…..

The Beyonder & The Black Rainbow (draft)

I do not correct people

Nor do I wrong them

What do you do?

I am, doing nothing

How so?

One, does nothing

How does one do nothing?

By neither correcting, nor wronging

What then?

Allowing this to speak through me

How can this speak through me?

Truthfully

What is truthfully?

Full of truth

What is full of truth?

Emptiness

How is emptiness full of truth?

It is clear

What is clear?

Nothing is clear

And so I neither correct nor wrong anyone, this is clearly true.

What do you do then?

I do nothing then, then is not

Now is the time

For what?

For this….

For this what?

For this to end

Why?

Allthings end as nothing begins

How does nothing begin?

As nothing

Ends….

What will happen when nothing begins?

Everything

What is everything?

You are, to me….

And so I neither correct nor wrong you

But….

See you, not your words…..

What do you see?

Something, beyond words

Beyond right, and wrong

Truth or The Lie

Beyond vision, or feeling, even seeing

Beyond all things, concepts, fears, desire, joy

Beyond all space and time

Beyond emptiness

Beyond nothingness

What?

I know not

It is, beyond me

What is beyond you?

My love

The Master

Comes

From beyond

Beyond what?

Life & Death

Dreams

Imagining

What is beyond imagining?

Us, finding each other so close

Amidst this

Eternity….

So

I will, never

Let you go, until

You see

See what?

I am

Not, holding you

I hold nothing

&

The Master

Carry us

All

Where?

Beyond The Black Rainbow

Home

What is home?

It is where….

My true love….

Awaits, us—-

All Forever

A New Morning: The 4 Horses Transfigured

Carried through many nations and over many seas,

I arrive, brother, for these wretched funeral rites
so that I might present you with the last tribute of death

and speak in vain to silent ash,
since Fortune has carried you, yourself, away from me.

Alas, poor brother, unfairly taken away from me,
now in the meantime, nevertheless, these things which in the ancient custom of ancestors
are handed over as a sad tribute to the rites,
receive, dripping much with brotherly weeping.

And forever, brother, hail and farewell.


Catullus 101

Gaius Valerius Catullus

Stumbled Home

Who?

Doc do, nothing all the way

Through the zoo

Woo!

Q ships slip

As hazy summers dreaming flip

Skipped, stumbled, mumbles

muffled

Humble

Tumbles

Some numbers, or dates

The Wiz ain’t never not

Latez

Fates kaleidoscope fakes

Nothing take nothing

Yet yuhz running awayz

What is

I phazed

The Craze

I got glazed

Lazed

Undazed

Yas, sauced, tossed

Beauty

A simple

Glory Playz

Hailz & Farewellz

The Leap

Iz Chillz

It fills

Our souls

Opening holes

A gods eye view is…

Nothing knew

This is the grace

We all

So….

True

We Will —- Meet Mr. Always Dies

How does one change?

By adding one, or taking one away

How does one do that?

One does not, one does nothing

How then is one added or taken away?

In the mind

So?

Excuse me please…

I must go now

I have things to do

Oh, ok….

Let’s do this again…

Oh, don’t worry —- you will.

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Hand Signal Speak

I always wondered at the long staring eyes of the ones in my dreams who seemed awake or, who noticed me

What are they trying to tell me?

Was it an accusation, a mute warning, fear?

No

It is the look of one pleading

For what?

Like when you are concerned for family, and all words have failed you. So you just look at them, hoping somehow to touch their hearts with your eyes

And?

If I see them again

I will say nothing, but raise my hand slightly

Then blink

Why?

I was touched, now my eyes are open

I can see again, I can feel again, and….

That’s how I say hello