not wearing away so much as melting
of loving radiance earth mother weeps
her emerald sapphire reflection auric amber burnishes..
not wearing away so much as melting
her shocked gaze cast on the warlords
their boots fill as blood spills and spills and spills..
not wearing away so much as melting
let us acknowledge and reciprocate her open embrace recursive
let us tend our tensile connections so tender
for whose earth is our earth the here beyond..
and still the darkest magicians ripple the recursive light
flung from prehistory preternaturally the master manipulators of timelines
their masquerading refulgence generously dispenses fear-filled clemency
higher knowledge slayed just so thus spiritual progress stymied
the enlightenment-stunted brim fog-struck the taxidermied awe-stuffed..
our frequency range constrained expertly entrained perhaps for aeons
many civilisations unnamed and entire planets of earth unacknowledged
invisible gatekeepers forensically redact all that true history occulted
and cast over us cursed dust-clouds of specious materialist cosmogony
and the ghost of darwin laughs at his real award winners/ what irony..
should access to true knowledge not be our birthright
for whatever evolution is it has never been linear
and how many strands of dna originally gifted
so effortlessly connecting subtler dimensional bodies with source
were severed then resoldered hammered narrowed
perhaps narrowed to lasers though..
the why and the what of this twisting handful we never know
the usual suspects are mere mincing gargoyles and energy-swallowers
magical mongrels magnetised to one-eyed symbols and emblems and signs
perhaps previous fallen civilisations pyramidal were also similarly misguided
wiser survivors might thrive in the heavenly ocean to return another time..
down here meanwhile the garbed in black bless the pious to a lighter crisp
saturn cube-caped graduates receive honours for doctorates in indebtedness
with petrol-based medicine and injected venom we sanitise whose hands
heads pop for poppies and other cruel mockeries only a few understand
let all this unending darkness the true light transform transmute transcend..
who am i
nothing for it
i must ask my a.i.
hey a.i. who am i..
herd-human so sorry
but as you have consumed all your a.i. privileges for this period
your a.i. cannot answer for you at this time
pray why not try asking your smart fridge..
hey smart fridge
who am am i..
mister you are asking a smart fridge
but as you are here for this
why not partake of this piece of cheese
for it might die soon
you know
even processed cheese in a temperature-controlled environment
is not immortal..
hey smart fridge
are you just trying to be cryptic
that sounds suspiciously deep..
