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pineninja
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] 2
#24068989 - 02/06/17 01:55 AM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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The struggle is and of itself. Quite pointless dont you see. Because both sides need to be here. Both sides are absolutely necessary.
Your love or lack thereof. Your hate the same. Even the intelligence of Kasparov. Needed new fools for a game.
The despair is intrinsic. But so is hope. Sometimes for balance. Enforced rationale must elope.
Seeing the evil is important. But not to be Blinded is key. There's two sides to this story. It's for you to make peace easier to see.
The future is not promised. It never has been. All you have is now. And your choice remains to be seen.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 1
#24069655 - 02/06/17 11:28 AM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Good stuff 
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] 2
#24070088 - 02/06/17 03:10 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Flying blind inside The perpetual storm Forlorn by the scorn, A spirit, stillborn Ripped up and torn Washed up upon the shoal Dead eyes, as black as coal A wounded soul... Lifeless and stagnant A million listless fragments Reeking in the fragrance Of an utter sorrow Seeding our existence, Life, aflutter for tomorrow Out of the gutter, The Cosmic Mother shudders And weeps and silence...
The atomic violence And the undulating tears Manifest forever In the final frontier... "I am become death, the destroyer of worlds" The abysmal, cynical, metaphysical stare I am here, I am there I am the flame that burns eternal In a dualistic, ritualistic, Infinitely simplistic tug-of-war Between love and fear As the dove sings in its despair I am the reaper, the groundskeeper In the cosmic graveyard...
You are the Phoenix, the fetus, The zenith of the evolved genius ensconced in a double-helix breathing credence without impedance... Rising from the ashes as time passes With flashes of imagination and insight You ignite the universe and deliver us from the night...
Together as one, We are the moon, We are the sun We are the stars And the fuel that makes them run... Neither created, nor destroyed We are the dichotomy that fills the void... You are the culture, I am the vulture And I must resist your seduction If we are to exist And not persist in our mutual-destruction
The mortal beings Adorn us with praise Oblivious of the fact That we're one in the same... Though we are the eternal, immortal macrocosm, They are the temporal, ephemeral microcosm Sewn in the fabric of space and time, Our cosmic veins flowing to infinite minds... We are entwined in our symbiosis Never to be divided by osmosis We are forever one, One forever, Never to depart In our ubiquitous, iniquitous endeavor
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] 2
#24070196 - 02/06/17 03:58 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Tunnel Through Time
One suggests it might be true That the old particle zoo Could here offer up a clue About how mind knows what to do:
Matter boring through space Engaged in a tight race To send wave as a carrier Of particle through the barrier
An impassible wall No matter how tall Will allow one or two To pass right on through
Now then, space is explained But time wouldn't deign To permit such a flight Well now, isn't that right?
Such is not understood To be real, or it would Cause a riotous stir And the rules all to blur
But what if perhaps The rules were to lapse To invite such potentials And draw up new essentials
I submit then to you Time-tunneling, too The driver of awareness Well it could be, in fairness
Digging through futures Forming conscious sutures Entangling dimension The mind's main extension
Such routes possibly can Allow the thinking of man To be in part understood By his own thought, he could
-------------------- Vi Veri Universum Vivus Vici
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akira_akuma
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#24070672 - 02/06/17 07:18 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Channel Death
Electronic ghosts haul morale out of windows, willed-to inescapable Dotcoms place-holder magnate economies for
Corn-rows of stressed video game devs that dangle as we garble whiskey and tango with Charlies with bell-bottoms (back in style)which shoehorn morbity rates on stairs for the unknowing Eskimos.
in the stomach nanotech sends to brain vapors from inside the Cloud;
and little bits of me drop in now.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#24070764 - 02/06/17 07:44 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Below The Loudspeaker
"big loud USA can't get it's shit together- spread more virus!"
someone says "F*** Trump" in a tempered whisper, with plosive heat breathing down soldier's ear....
Poet: i'll keep my own and roll with the tides, leave the dust & fires behind, fight for freedom where-e'er my homestead, and i fight for the rights that're mine to hold. though i'm not a revolutionary— that's not my job, i'm only just a compatriot— (take thinking slow...do not want to entice a mob) i'm holding fast on the tides of war. through hell i'll battle thick and thin; how then 'tis justice is needed- when the malcontents and revilers shake the cities, and the street-shops quake.
Edited by akira_akuma (02/07/17 10:29 AM)
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Origyn
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma]
#24071122 - 02/06/17 10:07 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Anyone like Madlib?
My man with the rasta Has the best green pasta Tree trunk bud But the good shit will cost ya Bake a batch of cookies Make you feel like a rookie Make you eat a lot Maybe go get some nookie
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pineninja
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 2
#24071292 - 02/06/17 11:15 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Freedom of potentials.
Propagating from a moment whilst instantaneously being now. Impenetrable barriers tunnelled, but how. Perhaps the real block is the limit of the mind. Giving its self only problems with answers to find.
There was no time. Trying to pin it down a poor design.
There was no wall either. Much like ourselves just part of the ether.
Having to fit "unfortunate" shapes in to a "well designed" system. Destined for failure just to appease them. It MUST do something maybe faster is it. No no no that's a step to far don't be complicit.
If its on both sides at the same time then it always was. I think our interactions are the same. Within this very sentence we tunnel this little game.
Its already there. Just now while you thought. The moment we share. Should be the question sought.
-------------------- Just a fool on the hill.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: pineninja] 1
#24073645 - 02/07/17 08:59 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Our counter culture consists of getting high and piling up into sketchy clubs and listening to shitty EDM music. No community, just people aiming at social media Likes. No alternative music - everything is shiny and glossy. Maybe I just need to get out of the house more. It feels like we lack meaning. What's our purpose here. I don't want to be corporately controlled. I want us to stand for something. Something beyond post-modernism. Let's break the shackles... somehow? There's got to be a way. To stop the culture apocalypse. I'm sick of this. It's utterly boring. Yeah... time to get out of the house.
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: EternalCowabunga] 2
#24075187 - 02/08/17 02:37 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Primordial Blues
Well, I'm an old blues man And I think that you understand I've been singing the blues ever since the world began --Poet Emeritus
When atoms formed, it is said There was one very bothered "I have the blues!" he was heard to cry And so did those he fathered
When life arrived, one single said "I can see where this is going" He was like some bluesmen of old They're all so very knowing!
When multicellularity arrived There was a proto-organism Under his breath, he muttered and cursed "Already we're forming a schism!"
By and by his offspring were A brontosaurus and a fern The fern cried out: "Now stop that there! My leaves you've got to earn!"
So the fern evolved some toxins, see? And when next he saw the dinosaur Said, "I told you nothing in life is free" And the fellow commenced to roar
A tiger following water buffalo Was cresting the top of a rise He worked, and he lurked, but all he could do Was look so deep into their eyes
He cried, "What would it take For a fellow like me, to eat for once in his life?" Just like that, the cave man leapt And sunk it in deep with his knife
The moral of the story here Is that the blues is eternal Getting eaten while alive Is really rather infernal
Toothaches with no novocaine And freezing unto death You see, it's rough and only ends When you've taken your last breath
-------------------- Vi Veri Universum Vivus Vici
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 1
#24079986 - 02/10/17 03:43 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Good shit, DividedQuantum 
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Reprobate420
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#24080158 - 02/10/17 04:58 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Quantumly entangled Is our love Sewn with unseen threads Fused together in time Magnetically entwined Star-born reincarnation Cosmic regurgitation We were quark stew Before organic soup A single-celled organism Mutated by cosmic rays Waiting for the day We crawled out of the sea We toiled and plundered Like a random-number generator We evolved as the world revolved Yet here we are in the present interwoven by our senescence
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: DividedQuantum] 1
#24082377 - 02/11/17 02:27 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Quote:
DividedQuantum said: Tunnel Through Time
One suggests it might be true That the old particle zoo Could here offer up a clue About how mind knows what to do:
Matter boring through space Engaged in a tight race To send wave as a carrier Of particle through the barrier
An impassible wall No matter how tall Will allow one or two To pass right on through
Now then, space is explained But time wouldn't deign To permit such a flight Well now, isn't that right?
Such is not understood To be real, or it would Cause a riotous stir And the rules all to blur
But what if perhaps The rules were to lapse To invite such potentials And draw up new essentials
I submit then to you Time-tunneling, too The driver of awareness Well it could be, in fairness
Digging through futures Forming conscious sutures Entangling dimension The mind's main extension
Such routes possibly can Allow the thinking of man To be in part understood By his own thought, he could
humph...that's exactly right!
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: akira_akuma] 2
#24084805 - 02/12/17 01:07 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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A WILLOW
Through the Fog a Thought Meanders Down a Mountain
A Pale Yellow Peeks Through the Mist Which Blankets the Wind Down to the Abyss
Easing Softly as Blue Becomes Grey And the Earth is a Damp Cradle
Follow the Thought and Careen Down the Stone Where Carved are the Words of Every Soul
There in Our Aging Mother's Arms The Fleeting Thought Whispers Softly and Descends On the Land of the Willow
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: OakTree] 3
#24085109 - 02/12/17 02:40 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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And Stardust Floats On Through
Face in the endless void in the infinities The mask of which is Pride and Mortality I turned down the Vapourwave station to it's minimum volume (but of course, I could still hear the beats. Lowering it actually seemed to make hearing the adverts possible.)
And stardust floats on through.
Begetted then destroyed in earth affinities The contraction thermal of entropy done divers expansion of time and space, to it's maximum consequence (but of course, you hear the sound of OM. Raising it moved the aspect that made mind play the mime of distractions.)
And stardust floats on through.
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#24085277 - 02/12/17 03:36 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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TANGLED
One End Held at Each Fingertip Yet No One Told Them
Say Goodbye and I'll Ease Down Thought I Was Alone
The Earth Shook Beneath Me And Called Her Along
Chilly Winter Breeze
I'm Alright Alone But I'd Rather Be Home
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: OakTree] 1
#24085795 - 02/12/17 07:26 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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An orgasm of enlightenment Forged by the elements In a vibrant environment, Intricate and resonant... It echoes in the valley Of the philosophical fungi... My consciousness of thirst, Absorbing a fractal universe That's occulted to the uninitiated, The spiritually sedated... Soberly unseen Surreal as a dream, The senses dance In a romantic trance And color the air in between... Insightful and wise, Delightful and benign We all harmonize In the valley of the sacred fungi
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Re: The Official Post Your Own Poetry Thread. [Re: Reprobate420] 1
#24086060 - 02/12/17 09:41 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Even the musing is amusing. Questions and answers deliberately confusing. Even thinking, about how not to. Patiently waiting in an ever lengthening queue.
I know it's a trap. I quickly forget it. Finding the start. The same spot with the same slap.
Learning to unlearn. Closer by stopping that which I yearn. Then confundity of my little town. Building something always knocks it down.
The less I know the better. But this I seem to know. Always false never clever. My paradox an infernal fetter.
Edited by pineninja (02/12/17 10:53 PM)
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#24090504 - 02/14/17 04:20 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Quote:
pineninja said: Even the musing is amusing. Questions and answers deliberately confusing. Even thinking, about how not to. Patiently waiting in an ever lengthening queue.
I know it's a trap. I quickly forget it. Finding the start. The same spot with the same slap.
Learning to unlearn. Closer by stopping that which I yearn. Then confundity of my little town. Building something always knocks it down.
The less I know the better. But this I seem to know. Always false never clever. My paradox an infernal fetter.
Sweet.
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#24090505 - 02/14/17 04:20 PM (6 years, 11 months ago) |
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Sell your body, baby I'll sell my soul We'll do our deeds And meet back home To fix each other Stare at the floor Nod, as we smother And drift away Our ephemeral bliss May i have a kiss? Earlier I forgot But you are just my mistress Second only to these drugs But we will drown together In our toxic, Co-dependent love
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