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    #1158814 - 12/20/02 07:45 PM (15 years, 3 months ago)

An Abstract poetic thingie I wrote a while ago-

Silent rest of the weary head
Doing not a thought, Time is now none
Wind whispers without words
Something is soon to birth of nothing
Inside murmurs the bowls of a mind
Silence grows loud
Dark waters batter the shore of void
Enter unconscious
An azure sky sinks red rocks above, drifting
A silent scream spirals a surreal dream
The secret beast before to bid- in seclusion
Lost inside the unknown internals wonders the fearful maker
What is here and why am I?
Walks about ground unstepping, wondering inside a question asked
Echoing verbs starts ticking a clock
Not of real, but of thought is this
A place named not, but in mind
liquid atmosphere sounds of childish wind
Ether breathes blood of unfiltered thought
Slow starts only to build upon itself now, faster
Surroundings begin movement brought by the wave- a current alive with echo
A glance without eyes shows all
Calm chaos
To the side drifts the tendrils of the untree
Sucking the branches are roots instead; not of green skins
Old is this one, Arms of long and stretching still
I hear now it's words in a humm
Intricate now as my ears of mind stare, a pattern I hear
Grand is this old one, words he speaks are of beauty, even as death eats him slow
His arms grow into gray, black fingers too; sad I feel of the untree
This thought herd unto supposed sleeping branches- Sad I am not -they speak
Love is felt by me the untree into the ever and eternity, death is not an end to any soul!
This breath of thought pummels the senses...... profound I must say with thanks to the untree
Now departing steps slip back away thinking
Thoughts of the mind glow with noise around this self of mine
Aura fades as a look to afar is shot
Stones drifting among colors not quite solid, I see an island to the liking
A thought to a bounce, such the wondrous way of motion
Thinking still as the echo of the wise ring, begins the understanding as it is stored.
As the foot lands upon buoyant plane, a creature awaits
Who is that I feel with my sense there I say inside me?
Another dwelling apparition yet separate from the inner self
Questioning your own self fragment do you? The lizard ponders to the unwitting maker
I do, yet I know already what it is before me in this little form
The question answered by myself- after the question replies
I am a piece of yourself you are far from, now in sight before you- my creator
I do not remember creating you, part of me far from myself- I reply
You see the tail of a snake that you are; as the head from where you are glances
I am on the far side of you, as you are to I
But I am here, and you here as well in front of me, just as I see before me
Yes, that is so- but you are communicating to yourself you see
Just as a forgotten thought is remembered, but not yet surfaced
The untree of early is the oldest of yourself, it knows all forgotten before the recently forgotten you see
It is before you remember, just as I, but more so
I understand now little one, meaning above is more recent but still far past
Yes- nods the creature green
I am in thanks of your communication, tail of the snake
A feeling found reflecting as welcome
Now I choose to move again upwards with thought of loco
I hear now a plush stairway to climb, warm as a womb, yet as still as frozen
I echo my thought to wake the stairs for me to climb.
The hue turns of the stairs, and a slither of motion reels the path to unfreeze
A greeting made with unseen eyes now open along the spiraling pole
Walk me as I guide you to your exodus creator- breathes the eye path
A walking starts after a soft grasp of terrain, flesh
Where to begin and where to end creator? It hums with glowing vibration
I do not know of yet, let my thoughts set a pace for the later
An acknowledgement is emanated as I drift upwards along the path
Awe of here where you sleep I am feeling
Gossamer clouds sway violet to red as if a star sets to rise and set again, repeating
A hundred horizons but none
I stare among the gaseous skies with bliss
This place has no time, yet it has motion.......to this I am alien
But you are this- glows the stairway
How can knowledge of this not be if it be me?
This is bottom of self and you are with ego, all you sense here are but the fragments of forgetten
Every step taken of my skin is threshold of forgotten and remembered.
The top is where another reality waits for wake......
The top is consciousness
A stray from the walk to the horizontal tugs a question to be answered
And what here?
I know only of this presence mine
….But steps have stepped into fate
Gas rolls in exodus to reveal a portal from opaque air
The sight fades into perception slowly, fuelled by question
A thought of entry spins the senses and pulls ego into itself
Mind abstracted with this distraction
A call to within is cast
Gust to grab, the vortex eats
Falling from distortion- with darkness above and abyss below
I am stretched thin as string
Spinning with chaotic winds, self separating with siphon
Into cold water and under tide
Fear is found among the dark abyss
Something is lost of me
Beneath the darkness, my senses sight a motion
Perception fluxes, what is this I see?
The deep seems moving below......
Perception startled- as it comes to realize what
A monstrous creature shoots below, a frightening unknown wanted left unremembered
It's backside rumbles through the endless deep visible; spines among a massive serpent
Senses freeze
Option of one
I wish myself away
A rush of my own thought motion shoots through veins of deep
I gather my senses, finding me closer to surface, I mask my presence with a thought of none
Maybe then, a sense will not be sensed by the horror below: unfathomable
I drift, holding the umbilicus of blinking thought, softly
Slowing myself yet not to frozen, the surface is soon
Sharp is the frigid cold now
A chill runs along the string of survival, ticking with an icy brush….. then another
I open my senses as the surface tightens around me
I ascend
A flash of memory shocks thought........evil approaches
I sense it too near to ease, I grasp unto manifested security- a beam above water
Strength of mind pulls itself from the swallowing
A wall of force pushes from above- I stand resistant, secured in safety
A frail emotion pulls fear a rope of now strings
I notice, the side sits a siren, and now the other too
…the cold ones of pre-sensed
Horror fills as I stare upon them, with eyes of evil and a grin sharp
My sight takes their red stare, shooting through me as electricity
Shock sets in while my senses grasp a dark figure upon mindmade sanctuary
I forgotten all but fear, I face my own shadow
Violet tatters and black mask of shadow are its’ wares
Eyes inflicting agony with stare
Closer it steps......
Who you? It screams softly
Motion lost as well of thought to fuel
Closer steps it again, cracking my security with horror
Who you?
Now it stands without space to step
….water changes wild, dark to light
Steam of acid, water bubbles now to thrash magma
………Who you?
Just as spark flies to ignite, a mind found the last of hope in haste
I lean to whisper words
All I am I know, you are part of a whole spawned below ego; my shadow
This you know I as well, shade
With that, a knife thrust impales truth to the gut of blackness
Blade built of words
The force holding myself- mine
Cold powers of fear I felt before, you were
This fear is not but past pain
But it is I the controller, now remembering
….I fear no past of mine
My soul is solid as stone
Fear inverted, shadow dulls as sun sets
Waters calm to green
…Shore is near
The sleeper now awakens

What if everything around you
Isn't quite as it seems?
What if all the world you think you know,
Is an elaborate dream?
And if you look at your reflection,
Is it all you want it to be?

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Re: Mego [Re: Murex]
    #1159634 - 12/21/02 07:49 AM (15 years, 3 months ago)

mego lest letgo feel freego from vicous cyclicalego? is that like an abstract of a transition for you?


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Re: Mego [Re: Murex]
    #1159643 - 12/21/02 08:00 AM (15 years, 3 months ago)

Silent rest of the weary head
Doing not a thought.

and enough was said ;-)

very nice word composition :-)

... in SiLenCe we are ... 3? ...

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