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To my God, Sri Krishna; my spiritual master, Srila Bhaktivedanta Narayan Maharaj; Sad Guru; Jesus
Christos; my family, especially my father, who gave me this task; and my mother, without whose work,
enthusiasm, editing, and spiritual energy I could not have completed this volume today.
Blessings,
Hare Krishna,
F. Trejos Vinokuroff
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Introduction
These poems may be read in almost any way due to their openness. They contain many open
polyhedric symbols in order to help us awaken, stay alive, and remain well built. These poems are likeprayers in that they evoke things greater than the here and now, yet they arise from the present. The
sentences are not particularly absolute or definite; rather, they should be used as ties or sneakerspart
of life. They come from an individual way to acquire and become wisdom and life in an organic andplayful way.
Surrealism and symbolism play an important part in the appreciation of these poems. The poems are
surreal in that they exhibit a shift of ideas into living things and they convey nonlinear logic. Itssymbols are like paintings, saying things indirectlyexplaining ideas by showing their inseams, like
Huidobro (the Chilean avant-garde poet) said, by not saying that the flowers bloom but instead making
them bloom in the poem.
So we pursue of these immediate relations to the Things in themselves, the nous inside.There is deep pathos, mental and emotional: a lack of and longing for love, spiritual darkness and
desolation (and, later, enlightenment and redemption), questions, aches, and, with all this, the sowing of
spirituality (very much Catholic Christian, as well as other Indian notions concerning heightened
awareness, freedom, and bliss).So, this is a sort of catalogue of the stages of spiritual and magical seeking for life in a most total way,
with belief and experience of the Absolute; it is an inclusive spirituality of the seeking and lost
wandering of young souls in the modern and postmodern worlds, and like bread crumbs, the poemslead to something on one of the many paths that has no name yet is real and personal.
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Prologue
by Ana Vinokurova
A man in search of himself, of his integrity and identity in a dispossessed world of spiritual and moralvalues, where his way is a labyrinth and infinite spiral of fears, stalking, and voracious violence in the
fight for life and the victory of the strongest.
Whoever does not share this language or accepts this mode of behavior is not seen, is a carcass, with notime or space.
He is devoured by the hungry jungle of life and society.
The spirits grace, hopethe smile of the innocents who envision a world better than it was that hasbeen lost. Its the struggle of opposites that shines through this poetic creation, that plants another kind
of revolution in the search for the truth.
It is a reflection on the ever-searching soul for joy and peace, sense, love, acceptance, and company.
A desperate scream for salvation from pain, the unchangeable, indifference and all the disintegration,the false promises, nontheless not loosing the true promise one behind. Against its solitude,
nothingness, and madness.
No limits, no masks, guilt, or shameeverywhere are lies that point to no cross or crown.A surreal and symbolic chant to hope and life, always in deadly battle with ethereal forcesduality and
affliction, the somberto finally achieve the real, the truth, and the life.
The poetry is filled with airs of hope and victory, as well as pain, tribulation, and solitude (ever presentand in the way).
Its badge is silence after every uttered word. Also, irony at the crossroads of words and the absurd,
leading to renunciation.Also, we have the unforeseen and ineffable baffles of endless questions and eternity to take it all in
all part of the human precondition.
Here, many gifts of the spirit given by the Highest of the High flow endlessly.
Pains meaning sprouts edification, where all the feelings of impotence, indefinition, and inadequacyare part of todays psyche, one and all to some degree, in this time and space, many times invisible yet
partly found.
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The Cross & The Crown
COLLECTED POEMS 19972010
ALPHAPART I
Wordless voice I hear youO, great beyond
Flux of joints
Snapshots of things.
Before the birth of their meaning.
I am before everything & everything is in me
PossibilityO, negative patience
Formless Mother superior of Forms
Humming forever the trance of waves, come!
Some softly, some silent,
Some furious;
O, silent harmony,
Let me be finally eaten
Please dont deny me
Paramesvar-i!
Motherly swallow
Vibration
Consuming all thoughts, feelings, moods
To a somersault halt
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O, Slowness, become me.
Man of stories
My knees of power
The grace & elegance
Gypsy bash
Trembling gash.
You lazy, industrious vagabond,
Finder, gazer, groove catcher
Find the angles & the looseness
So that It may come to you.
Still eyes give!
Power and grace
And true Salvation
Nevermore fixations
Traps for & by me.
Forgetful bliss
Dreamy ease
Nothing is really
True or serious
Something always finds you.
I took my cane to discover the world in my broken balcony
And the world came and it was bright & straight
Mind portrait
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Aje ne que pais of the sickening thingIn the air; is it just me?
What triggers certain smiles, feelings, gestures:
A sad face,
A jubilant one next to the other.
Strange meanness I fear
A straight, tight, dark face
Aliens to this world
File down green and white.
A very kind smile, so many hues
A calibration of lies
A kidding grace
Shifts fast mirror like.
A passing gesture & sigh comes along
Straight on the line.
A fortune cookie
A random mathematical equationThe pleasure of surprise.
______________________
Gum sole shoes
Sly, soft, smooth screech
Another side of beauty
An inner inseam becomes visible
A certain soft pop freedom
A kid at heartor fully?
__________________
Thinness of air
Inside & out
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The architect foundation of a face
Of facing It
A pale trembling thinness
The heart quivers mightily
What is weak can become nobleWhat is strong blind
What hand did trace those lines, shadows
Memory, deeds
What pale hand disappears?
A mess, a cruelty?
Is all just a mystery
This is no playground
Our faces neither grim nor straight
Or twisted joyfully
Just forgetfulness,
Almost nothing
A confused idea
What is clear my friend?What is certain that cannot be put down in just years, centuries,
millennia?
Home in the storm
The city eats, moans, and groans.
Poets are hungry forever for life & freedom, or something else
Room, making sense, relocating grand alchemyAll written everywhere, wall & face
Shall I tremble in joy or fear?
O, white sublime things.
Eating in silence
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The bitterness and grudge
Muffles & grumbles & munching & fumbles
Moments die in silence before birth.
Shaking, seemingly sweaty handsSeems like hes from the river
Solitude, magical
Why come out?
Where is it darker?
Death does not part
Only lack of love
Abjection, pain, power
Negative capability
The fiery navel crosses solemnly.
Radars
Open connection
Blank slates make the best masterpieces.
Misery, mighty lonely, mighty selfish
Seeing everyone inside
The shadow, the curse.
Shining afloat in the gearing
Most blessed empty hands raised up high.
Why bring a child to this world of painImpossible to live & love this!
A cripple brown paper bag for holy figs
What is all the fuss?
Turn on your window and see
How little you know
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Corpses filing up and down in illusion and fashion
So much a tragedy of mistakes
All this
Just, then, why?
Musts & side street crossings
Urgencies, things impossible
Freedom of open skies & its weights
The swift, severe pace, character
Abe Lincolns melancholy
Broken dreams like a frozen flower.
The wind black iron brazen
All can see in any hue
Now dark, lonely, severe
Any day, for any one can be
Genesis or Apocalypse
& no one can choose.
Two ways, free will
The trembling hand
The pounding heart
A wild blinding eye
Is the living a death becoming?
Time shrinks & expandsWith joy and pain
Clocks melt softly
& everything else too
Can relativity reach all time & space?
Lord let me reach the absolute integration
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Pain is red
Lack of love, & so she bled
Bled black, red, & blue blood
all the ills they goAnd the goods too,
Till ol miserable life went away,
Unmasked and ashamed.
Old frames, old brown severe
Wood works
An ancient man full of tales as of hay
Music & silenceno noises, no names;
No errors, converted.
Blessed in accommodations
Jigsaws hee-ho
The eye that sees not too much
Staring intent, a little
The mad craving
The everlasting aches,The wrong moves & wrecks
And in order to survive, belief in resurrection.
Mind lost in the haze & the wind
A blurry image
Eased up borders.
A conversation of memories
Drunken out of time conjectures
A way out
A smile with no weight.
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Bitter dry taste of despair
Gone with bitter ale & its forgetfulness.
An olden placedark wood
Oaken smoke, bitter dreams of dry, & tasty true paradisiacal fruitsLeaden pain longing and giving fruits unknown.
A dark portrait
Black all over
Pain hidden
True feeling
Both sides
Dramatica.
PART II
Never look deep or twiceOwn yourself
& God appears
Devil is the belly, eating itself endlessly,
And all mirrors shall turn and turn in play
So the sad game will end in all smiles & tears as grains of sand
& skies gems.
Nothing is really despairing or lasts too longGrace
Whatever comes in the ethics of freedom
Rule!
See through
Overcome
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Be
Breathe & rule
Its a show
Read it
Lose it kindlyKnow then forget
Wait on Him & Her,
On Their works,
Cause were here to live, overflow, and rave in holiness
Never stay behind the shadows out there
O, edgeful one
Heights friend
Dare ahead and never fear
In your noble strangeness
Master & feel it
Surrender & surface the grand discovery,
Sinking all the way through the Arcane seas, the sands are so sweet
The angles and the visions: so open, so free in the peripheries of the
possible
BreatheSee
Be
I love the simplest of wonders
Like a silent seat upon an endless end
Just a landscape of a promised land
& truly Im satisfiedThere I hunger or thirst no more
I long, Lord
I reach out and wait.
May I never lose my mind or my ground or feet
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Dear God: what can I do?
Until when will I disjoint my bones to dust?
One day Ill forget all the pollution and fade away
O, wasted dreams, a cloud of sighs follows me downMay I touch the ends firmament and texture and be swallowed
invisible.
May my feet
Walk & pound
O, what lovely
Grave sounds.
Once I tried to stitch my fingers in a knot
Then hum to keep the bees away
Then Id straightened my back so as to die with some dignity
Like new angels in the joints of time
Wave catchers, high flyers
Have at last found Places to be & new rumors whisper in the streets
As I walk like a lion,King of cats,
In gum soles,
Beat, bubble gum pop,
Street bop,
Rhymes beauteous
Walking poetry
So I go long and roll my eyes in timeNot to miss it
& never look straight into it
& crooked joint hop
Mantra jazz jokerbox
Gour Gour Gour Hari Bol!
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PART III
I now remember the right words, the place where everything is NEWperpetually.
I smiled, she laughed.
Sadness falls & smiles
Fadesyet an inner glow of triumph so godly
Solitary satisfaction
The man I never was
The strong, proud, brave & fixed hero of the times
Yet I tried & loved everything
Perhaps too much
Too much silence
The fireworks of heaven light my wayAs a certain love did always warm me
Though being a crooked, cripple, shining soul,
Too happy, too old.
A promised road shines ahead,
Precious deadly.
Ill stare my piercing eyes almost blind
My fearsome bellies sucking life
& go pray & hope & look
To the sky, where my help comes from
Perfect and well timed
For He knows you too well.
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Strip yourself of lead my friend,
Grow out your last truth to a new one,
& beauty from alien moss
By not searching and forgetting
I have become, from dying, despairing, disappearing, silentlyglorifying the highest of the high, waiting
Head down in hood, rained upon,
hands stretched out
Beginning to live
Endless fires of desire,
Earthquakes of grace,
Famine, flood, thunder
The scared child wants to play
Yet is weak and dying
Restlessly fed
Is it sad? Or interesting?
Only the witness shall know and say
For mystery & impossible things are spoken of It that burns good &
ills webs
By fire & spiritHigher than high
Human essences, old in wisdom
A nexus silence slants.
Humbled before it all,
The powers that control my desperate gestures & jests
Like the innocent inclinations of a forgotten doll & music aroundfades like smoke
I dream of giving form to all this:
Autonomous and perfectly controlled, yet perfectly formed
so as to achieve an end, with dignity.
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I think I was born for this peace, so hard to reach yet free
Unattained with leaden feet and adamant desires.
Today I kiss the walls of the great labyrinth
I hear echoes of immemorial beautySnake charms and shadows of ideas too tired, too ill.
Sinking is the ship of celebrations, of the descent so gleeful and
blind
Self-explanatory self
My pay and wanton solitude that makes things out of void.
Days of weary toil and nights of dreams of rebellion against my
prisms, prisons
And I go happily to a warm grave in the corner of corners
vermillion velvet.
So he comes, the Fisher King wet and new,
No cross, no reign
Yet oh-so-kind and blue,
Yet a definite tragedyWhen good takes ill for good and knows it
The maidens wave hello in homecoming.
What is this thing we live in, humming all around
A dreamy mind makes it better
A little less strain, force, or longing.
Like when ones eyes open
to all sides & begin to arriveWhats this life?
That turns & screws & tangles so many knots, patterns, figures
Who can help me understand?
Is it so brief and full and confusing?
I believe I must dwell in perpetual forgetfulness
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Just hearing whispers and echoes
Of some hazy Gods lullabies,
Or even the shriek of the darkest hour.
So I get that its just keeping your seat,
Clinging to bright and lovely sightsGardens once filled with innocence
That surely old mans experience will one day, with the wretched
child,
Expire.
Look now to this my death,
Overflowing eyes, mad with fury, consumed, red & white.
The flame is stillWho can withstand?
Is it real, is it real?
Is this really It?
Astoundingly it was
So lost that all is alienNo touch or charm
Or alm or calm
My lips are dry,
The deserts jealous,
& the memory runs the blood in blaze.
I proceed to stall so estranged
& fear does frostbite my guts
& some grace & some despair
Black eyes, white disappearance
His silence makes it easier
Was he ever Here?
Oh yes indeed
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The rules of verse
Distraction, little effort, quotidian stuff, surprise, magic, vitality,wonder, between asleep and awake, a little close, a little far,
commotion, truth, beauty, here-there-everywhere, many tongues of
fire and the great silence, juxtaposition and cleanliness, noise, the
unbearable, any careless charm, sound, beat, bipolar, and always
ever-changing etceteras.
A rubber soul yogiAt the right time
Wise beyond any known
clues & suggestions, union and timing
For to be is to see
Silence, space
Using all exhaust pipes
For as one did say, the path of excess leads to the tower of
fascination, comes from curiosity,
And oh, lad, leads to the bottomless pit
Dont worry, many ways to go and things to meet and see
Never expected
Flow more randomly angel
Woe your wonderful fascination
A lock and a key! Aho!Move, cycle, replenish your steam,
So many strange flowers and fruits grow
Get high on Spirit with the Highest of the High,
No need fury, will, or excess,
For Jacobs ladder is bent,
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Begin to learn to see things go on, the living scriptures & theater so
new,
For wisdom is a daily thing, feeling of flow & godly, peaceful might
to rule,
So silent & elegant, a doveWell measured & timed
Give, welcome, forgive, so beautiful what we can project through
So I finally say hum & say go chew my own branded gum,
In the art of losing & gaining all
Of all your dead, lost places, thoughts, trains, or dreams
Even seas bigger than
Keep your eyes on high watch, no clocks tonight
A solitary kiss,
This is for you: all seers of the endless and instant
We are birds, so sing, let us fly
We go as cats, sly and slender
With no goodbyes
He was a strange walking man
To you theres no endDo mirrors tell of strangeness in lines and shadows
Well he seems so full of stories like flocking fairy stock
He creeps, he stalks
Ideas and situations
Positively dramatic
As seems to me every individual is that same strange walking man,
With fabrics cut or not to fashions day.
There are dark black womens socks
Tight, stern, surreal
They walk as of a certain clan (just looking knee-foot)
Shes pounding on
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Theres a need for conversation, noise, coughs
fear of nothingnessabsurd
Absurd dark ancient motivation
Fears desiresThe creeping craving
Self-eating self.
Yet nothing remains.
Black, glassy, steely, creepy eyes
A controlled raving
Blue-eyed madness.
Excess
Water in the eyes, drunken hell,
The ol big belly eats you up.
Sweet musician percussion, precision,
Hitting notes, pre-thoughts.
O, spirit of adventure
With the fire of a flaring chimera
I chased just about everything & nothing in particular
Everythings lost & nothings nothing
I remember the 4 winds & yet keep lost
All is noise
God!I head out again ever again with airy soles
Dont mind bleeding, thats what Im here for
Or cry, cause its for something
I imagine then I just can reach the other side of morning
But forever
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Ill be an oil painting in trance
Ill be another
Ill be nothing
Monster
Now with hunch & cane I roam
Free & joyfully lost!
My faith may be dying of hunger.
In love, life, and the world
Im definitely no human
Not that I ever was
But just look a little strange and inspire fear
Oh, what have I become!
O, you object of lost love, recognize me in the crowds
Just something like a form
Something human and speakable
Its just that my continent has been divided and I dont know which
band to turnTis but the civil war of the hemispheres
Is just that Im too far, forget that and its cold
If I go is for I must & become invisible
Like a confused noise
Like what just crossed your shoulder
With all your intent now youll furiously see thatAll is frenzy, a vision forced through & quickly forgotten
And, yeah, youll rave!
Our dear friend, Sisyphus
Lighting his pipe of self-denial
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And, so beat, he tells the truth
Of the ark, the loss, & the waking hour_
Teach us oh, please, to forget like you so joyfully,
He sighs, then shrugs, then goes down the valley to disappear.
Your double is always near, your dear Ka, praying, whispering,
inspiring with angels, fairies, demons
He just knows a little more
Learn to hear & self-know;
Youll blow yourself away.
The man with long fingers sat at his piano, which was really just a
prop,
A tool of bridges,
He quickly and quietly shakes
He begins to grow (this chordful, mechanic shattering of nerves)
He wants to blow the layers, and outrageous playing all the high &
the low.
But its all just fantasy, magic, phantasmagoria:
Purple delights.
Dissolve into the night
Dissolve all skins
For now its quiet and blissful and safe
A time for joyful, child-like surrendering
Fun, play, rest.
PART IV
Gone away movement
Protected and astray
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Theres lots of fear in the way
I think Im donefor the day
Or for goodstill a light
Shines through mercifully.
God is everywhereGod I trust
I&I
My dearest
I long for you
God, I fear this valley
I fear this changing, turning, churning wheel
I tremble & grieve in silence
Hoping, gasping, praying for an end
To error & accident & the drastic
I love & love happiness
Happy endings
I fear more than I can bear
I try now to forget
God take me, Im yours.
Nerves strumming guitars
All the walks of the mighty damned
Of desire, craving, & need.
Trembling leaves, tremblings, and also knees
Breathing heavy, eyes moving
Sternly she takes her violin caseAnd walks away
In silence & into mystery
One I might never know
Under the sun & blinding moon.
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She danced so elegantly alone
Eyes turned inward
Free from others a truest of joys, the solitary.
He was cool, calm, it seemed,But, then, a deepness in certain spaces of speech and breath,
Much different, so true, so cool, what does it all mean? So, so human
stillWOW!!!!A writer & a human or, better, a wounded poet and yet is held
together by God knows what threads!
Memory black
I sway with awe, longing
A pale hurray
But my hand sweats in the trigger of a clock
Fading images: long time friend & enemy pursuing consensus,
sense, perfection
Burning trains go away
I find myself swimming in black rivers
Then wake up to gigantic plainsOf people and their skins
Up with mold
& still I search for the clock
Now handless
I give up!
Ding dong, dread!Here it comes againThe ghosts of soul asylums
Repetition, longings, fears
Of losing in the night
We wrestle toward the future.
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In games or in fights
& the universe conspires the music in all its channels
To reach, cut out, mend, put together the twisted strings of the braids
I lay down & watch this time factory go aboutAs if watching a toy, a dull city, a crazy mirror
I try not to mind anything at all
So that I can survive & breathe it all in, thoroughly and
immaculately.
The green door
Is there a hidden pixie among us?
The lucky, musical, little Irish lads,
Dance and smile like some dream, shouting ji-yaBut all thats inside
I just watch the door to see if it belongs to me, to enter and frolic
With such dear company
On a pale afternoon, end of winter, spring breezes soft, a greenish
perfume.The door opens & they lure me in.
May the children roam free
Endlessly
Like mass running mighty & upstream
Take-me-in
How together, what insightWhat wonderful fright
The instances so fiery & eyes so flash
Burn within
Like a kite flying one
Like a majesty unveiled, like pure forms flower and fold
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Fair & foul
I gently die again today
To complete a movementIt takes a movement to burn to ashes, black out a whole circle,
oppositions,
Fights, struggles, intermezzos, and keys! Keys! Keys!
To the next, a painful counter position, a powerful collision;
The face grows red, green, or pale
And rips the veil
And toss & turn for their pleasureTheyve gained!
So that you can come back again
To your desire, your space inside
The empty music box
The time expands, it shrinks,
It fits in your angry fists
As you fight against the weights of the planets,The purging,
The wailing
Till your eyes are violently open
And surprise!
All anger transforms,
A mold, a karma, a fixed or unfixed space
As well as time in its gears
Jumps you into cosmic time
Listening to things, some old, some new,
Others forgotten
What may be happening in the eye of the symphony
You must get sick, whimper, bless, curse, & die
You must turn you into you
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Purple as days ends sky
Lose to retrieve
Become becoming into being
Do not get tangled with many heavy things growing on you.
For the music is turning lovely, so is the danceTo complete you must delete
To rejoice in fullness die in dryness
And not be anyone, yet be one
For all that goes on for you each day
All the movies of your dreams, desires, fears, nightmares
All this old groan is going on for,
If you help beauty & fortune
Might surrender a tear for you begetting today or tomorrows eve
And so the final fatal strokes
Making quiver in the night
And quieter delight
As the moments fade, the piper, the marks, smokes, days, memories,
me
Awaken again to the bell in the key.
The children smile as if about to break
From a trance or dream of playfulness
Like a hungry reality,
But, then again, never mind, we can always forget and start over.
Wild birds
With a glow & a halo & dangerous air
Arrive with flashing eye
The terror keeps & prays
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They come like omens
Wildend cries
A warlocks legion in disguise
They come hungry for something
They search and ravageThey look deep for prey
Now excited, feathering away, feathers everywhere,
They move & move from inside my head
Cries, cries,
Reds & blacks & bloody orange
Shadow specks, all over the place
Now a hundred psychic crows and owls rip my clothes & skin
& claws dig deep to take me to the mountain peak
For a midnight death atonement
I lie awake in silence deadly
The birds are all quiet watching me
Waiting for me to die of fear
Theyre dead still, staring
I shake & try to speak
But tongue tiedIve been here too long
I surrender to die heroically, perhaps, in somebodys eyes
They come and eat me gently and I in poetic sigh reply with a smile,
no pain,
This is glory, not tragedy.
Part IV
Tea revisited
United in a beat and hum
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Coughing throat roughing
The rightness of place
Silent tea peace
Empty fullness
True levityThe sounds & glow;
A homecoming celebration has come
Cheer leading the unseen world
Gracing & toasting all things forgotten
Random collection of the free fruits and roots
Playing the mathematical equations to open the lotus gates!
Rejoice! Be merry! Hear the bells!
BETA(A villanelle for a very special girl)
Piercing Angel1 When seen alive and brimming with
2 A life so far and deep
3 In realms of courteous enchantment I can hardly bear & see
4 What and how and if
5 My blood is wine my heart coal
6 When seen alive and brimming with
7 Was it this or that I heard
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8 The muse once and then I prayed
9 In realms of courteous enchantment I can hardly bear
10 Yes its you and me all hand-in-hand with mirth
11 Through storms and magic and adrift
12 When seen alive and brimming with
13 Come with me, take this stroll in moonlit airs
14 Come, Come you, fairies, angels, what may
15 In realms of courteous enchantment I can hardly bear16 And I know I dont belong to the heath
17 And love black tied to the end with flares
18 When seen alive and brimming with
19 In realms of courteous enchantment I can hardly bear
For VessieVessie Vessie so madly beautiful soul a charming
in a world of make-believe everything goes
so pure and so strange, no rules are needed, no chance
of breaking the milk of paradise
which now flows when we clean our eyes and see THE ETERNAL
to which I humbly invoke in every deed & thought
so as to learn to make love as virgins to everything that surrounds
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and amuses us, me
& also no one loses, for it is beyond decay, remorse, hopeless
darkness: self-effulgent
yes, my sister, that is faith and hope killing shame and despair, driedto death in their ghost-filled deserts
I now go into this sort of promised land &, even if I die on the way,
its mere existence makes me sigh and therefore live
When the wind of change does whistleYour merry tunes of drunken jingles
And you smile with the autumn
As angels sigh with tears and frown
O sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
Can I stay on your side and make you a melody
When your voice does falter and taint
With the tremor of heaven and purple intent
And your dreams do take their due heights
Wailers do remember and sing with delight
O sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
Can I stay on your side and make you a melody
Aho! behold something is born!
Tween her silken heart beauty does bud
A pearl of hope for the helpless wanderer, astray on her shore
For innocence so forsaken is now the maiden of the promised lore
O, sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
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Can I stay on your side and make you a melody?
Oh! If one should stand by her pale fire in slow burn
If one should be found true and worthy of that miraculous sight!
And grace that is rapt in her flare,Ecstasy, surprise, mystre
O, sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
Can I stay on your side and make you a melody?
Tales of old, the moons child and despair
Silver rings, the promising and careless sidelong glance
The poisoned pangs of dreams of air
And stars shall twinkle forever
O, sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
Can I stay on your side and make you a melody?
There is something hidden that can be seen from any side
There is a heart that nurtures the once-barren lands
Feel it all, reflect its soulCatch it, touch it, and make it Alive, as only you can
O, sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
Can I stay on your side and make you a melody?
If one day this pierced heart shall run ashore
Castaway from the world, void of formSettle, work, play, come of age, and grow old
A treasure house of holy beauties far and widewe shall share and
behold
O, sweetest child of life, shining so brave and so free
Can I stay on your side and make you a melody?
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Yes, Aho YeaWhen the sky is grayAnd all life has vanished,
I tell you stay higher
Than it.
For all Ive learned
Through mystic whispers,
Let it be raised to hear some desolate calling
Born to the endlessAnd senseless untangle.
Long lost counsel and soothsayers
At the end of your weary days,
Lets go, smitten brethren,
For hope isnt vain.
Brazen fiery flames of confusion
Strengthen the brave.Stages for the survivors,
Dressed in white and ever tortured,
Now wailing does ease, and loves remembrance
Unfolds.
Peace is longed for, with the revealing Grace
Its toll, burden, and strong hold face
Wholly in the end.Jesuss words do slide through the ears;
Both sadness or desolation do adore the Prophecy.
Time is sleepless on guard
In the immovable;
Nevermore pains mindful reign.
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Wonder, the Fruit of TruthOur hearts moan for the lost balance and cry for the confusion.
Alienated from our architectural thought by ruthless occasions,Death and drought as the midday sands,
Dew that is love hardens before the stepping Fear.
Thick eternizing each day of limitless elevation,
Depressions stand back,
For the purified soul condenses with no despair
Good does always come
Tween roots and courage,The inner covenants of the Great Feeler
As a seed of the Earth shall grow
Come to see
The clear dawning of angelic life,
Untouched and Holy.
Many deaths toll to many lives,
Almost always misunderstood
The Tribulation and Endurance of the
Saved Chosen OneIf so Nature decrees,
And the journeys start losing wise forethoughts,
There must rise a royalty in this mystic coherency,
And the long awaited and doubtless answer will come:
Lets wait with it, bear it through;
Faith will bring clairvoyance.
More certain than experience,
Seed of the endless fruits
Belonging,
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Becoming,
And thou shalt go on without a sensed existence,
And this war cry is for any thoughtful, sound person,
Any smitten and foggy receiver.
No key is at last found
The Masked Treason of the Innocent
Seeker
The time became matter seconds before arrival,
Something shook the tremor,Someone scared Fear herself.
From the day I knew Him, the Truth did reveal
Sublime yet obscene.
Oh! How close can we be!
The holy of holies,
Great cleansing tribulationBeyond its angst and grief haze
Has the tool that forged me!
The food that I receive,
Not even in the ancient oasis.
I was lost in dreams;
May it be a scary storm sign
And never carry the mountains of Promethean despair
In a sad and chain-clad myriad woes.
Double moon and stars of prophecy,
The winds do silence, and He does guide,
Appears at midday as the day he parted.
The sea does swell as joy
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Of those who feel near the Promised Land,
And it shall appear from the horizon.
Now everything will relentlessly change.
Experience, Observation, Meditation
Choosing a golden door,
Flying without feeling the arrival
To a kingdom more than awaited
Thickening the test in a slave chain
The expression in the stare
Coming to live 64 moonsThe vision is at hand for the fortunes soldier
God and soul merging
Life and stillness
The soul-grazing fleets
Melting over time over the fields
Of the universal
Fascination does shine over the cold damp air
Magic does awaken the silence in the ears;
The old earth is a living theater
Magic men and wise ones do meditate for destinys sake
Clear and cloudy where there orbit
The lentils of the infinite soulGladly, thank you, my sad woman
This bitterness will turn into honey
Running and dashing blindly
When will you know that soon enough Ill dry up
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Vast our superior,
Love as tender as fantasy
Nothing more free
Engraved is the scenery in possibilities
With always some railway from which to catch your freightTime to tune up
To triumph and flower within breaths of ideal nature.
Regret or forget in heaven or in hell
Changes behold chances that revolve
Possibility makes the truths unfold:All that is beyond must never be fore-drawn.
Told as the mysteries which the keys hold
A fantasy gliding upon my ever-learning soul.
Screaming is plenty
To which the season denies
Cry at the gates but remember youd be there
Shine yourself against the windy skyAcross the morning star,
Cast out by the fire.
Sing now for the retired sire
Time alone will yell your name
In heaven or in hell.
The guilty are marked
Time is constantly lost
Following behind a mad rabbit
That mindlessly suggests
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Pursuing those impossible findings
Enlightenment is a lonely candle
In the windy days of mans life
Never fear.
The desirea reminder
Who will ever wish to run headlong into harm
Ancient fool
Smoking in his forgotten realm of lost things
Some new land and horizons do shine their lights
They suddenly blacken and madden
Terrors become mighty
The song does resound
Neon all around
Make your own history and finish the unending show.
Primitive serpentine
Seers of uncertainty
Without one to guide them
Hungry poverty is at the end of the day.
Otherworldly saviors far away smile sadly
Tis the meal of the earthly slave
The accord of high pitch screams
Desperations symphony
Troubling dangerLife long lost
Clear as air
Achilles heel for insatiable titans
Yet I thirst deadly for timely knowledge
Many fools in asylums
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Tried to control minds razor,
And bled to the last drop.
Melodic caressThe lost color of your soul does shine in my ear
The mermaid screams captive
And in touch the dissolving sensation
Face of memories make one recall empty accords
Loves soothing from oneself
Endow softly clouds as garments
O children of air!
Laughing sweetens perplexity
Filling our cups with olden liquor.
Fixing up pollen to the tuned souls
Prolonged vibrations
Love and its deadly spade
Ecstatic music does swing into diamond lapsus
May this trance never decay!
The Tribulation and Endurance of the Saved
Chosen OneIf so nature decrees
And the journeys start losing wise forethoughts
There must rise royalty in this mystic coherency
And the long-awaited and doubtless answer will come
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Lets wait, bear it through
Faith will bring clairvoyance.
More certain than experience
Seed of the endless fruits
BelongingBecoming
And thou shalt go on without sensed existence
And this war cry is for any thoughtful, sound one
Smitten and foggy receiver
No key is at last found
In the eyelids of some elsewhere dimension
Briefly comes and swells
Something
In the mystery of the dance and the wind
Its the instant, the fleeting
Intangible and parallel constellations
Everything trembles and falls into place
Growing deeply and elated
Takes my spirit to a freedom soulscapeUnconscious harmonies of the eternal cascades
There is no clarity
In my being hope to understand
Turbulence that I cant know their reasons
Come and go dancing in the great dark
I appease my mind and hallow my Father
Holy air, stay by my side one more day
For love has granted a lighted guide to my troubled mind
Confusion has been cleared,
Illusions burnt
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My heart is now a still well
Reality in duality and yet unified
Wave after wave, the river sways to the sea
Radiant and reactive, everything manifests in oneness
Animated and limitless it can free itself form its bound instinctForgetful of its essence
Examines and observes the untrodden secret tracks
That in this gray jungle the devils are loose
But, aho!
The pure heart is the redemption,
Gods eye, and the candle of salvation!
Both?One? Changes with no conceptionbirthunderstanding
Twisted and reassembled woodworks
Precepts and perception
The fragile existence of my heart-glass
You are very big and yet weak
Void and disillusionedThe light and love
Endless forces
The magic kingdoms of song
A glimpse of Life
In your happy day you are what you are
Dont lose and forget even a tad of your holy love
The soul sings delighted
Burns in fiery airs chainless
I sing in tears because I feel
And dont lament my endless sufferings
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Here I am and will survive
For truth is why I am here for
The Father and the Son are my foundations
Tireless soul and bright waking thoughts
For there shall be harmony in the prophets wayEven fire burnt and messageless
And we must keep on crossing rivers so as not to fall into delirium
For the truth can be found
I beg to the dry ones:
Give me confidence
Rootless, no one can hear me
The space between is broad
Whoever seeks,
Grow and suffer,
Death crouches round
I remember and moan when my breath did leave me
Lonely my soul is exiled and dethronedNo light or appeasement
O my agonizing void!
Lord, forgive my lost footsteps
Sin burdens me with death
Desperate, I search for the blinding lost sun
Countless wounds, sorrows, and solitudes drown me
Jah does blow a lively airAnd from the sheol I rise once again
Here I come to say
Some words of trust and honesty
Heartly confessions
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To make us feel together the sweetness of truth,
Yes, freedom!
I walk life endlessly.
Simple rings
The pupil does shine, stained and adorned.
Look here where we look,
And our minds that do give you life
Silent waterfall in the cautious night:
Wise and piouswealthy and beautiful
Her
Another long night in the rocking ship
Waiting in doubt
How shall I kiss the smiling morning?
If I could crown her
The kingdom of the awaiting gates
Give to the infatuated landscape green and golden lights;
But that is, go swim mindfully,
That it might seduce and poison,
Hanging not knowing the delicate vineyard of birthing,
Oh, but how much to lose or make appear?
if only I could crown the randomness of learning
For them to begin to know
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Foreign roaming
Feel the soul in a garden:
Soft, delicate, with a birthmark and a gaze.Feeling isnt maddening
Wise and prodigious lying in the flesh
Plays with the uncertain mind
Being loyal and never understanding
Breaking loose for its ever-new sunshine,
And smoked in the vapors of imagination
Bursting the visions
And its dark again.
Between acts
Tween the steps of the crossroads
Unfriendly grounds in which we survive
And Life wont let us sink deeper.Integritya fleeting hope
That will see us through
Beyond battered fear and decaying sadness
The curtain of the times
makes it all hard to tell
Yet the seasons do compose melodies,
To see the notes that hold it together
Pain and suffering do clean the walls of thought
Taking angst to new understanding
For one brief moment alone
To die for approximation
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I am that I am
Do you know that unconsciousness does own us?
The need for euphoria or a different sensationTerrorizes minds new lands
Able to devour its suitors.
Birthing sun and too many rays over the mind.
I dash this persistent notion
And conquer the here and now.
There is no other obstacle
For the avenging currents of the mind
Behold the ancestors and their deepnessThe masters and their lonely holy breaths
Forever this story does let go its secret flake
Dreamy milk does rain from heaven in this desolate, quiet storm.
Souls tied by their choosing
Each look: a flower garden of hopes
That the heart dilutes and asks for more of
Like a train fixed on a track
What must God wait for?
Splinters, leaves, and birds of a feather
Will does have power over destiny,
Faith, and sacrifice.
SailorReading creeds, infinite mirrors: far away
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Pioneers we all sail some sea or other
The waves, the shores, lucky elsewhere
The spirit open to space and blooming, evolving
Jumping revolutions toward drying
Forgetful in the diversions of playChildish vineyard, departing a masked ambush
Into night
Sickening creativity
Keys to the intuitions.
Consequence and prophecy
Forgotten sex so lost in void
Each time you can think
Crying in redeeming an ancient punishment
For disrespecting the truth
Now 100 walls do waste darkness and spleen
Over your deadly pit.
How many fears are begotten as flowers with no prairie to pray?Always do these mirrors disguise love with levitations
From dueling with the never-ending
High from fear
Ghosts do crowd and liven the sunset
In the dying schools of yesteryear.
Invoking the possessed trance
Comfortably laying over rugs and pipe burning
Turning in the dry and lost hill over yonder
Opposing the wound from where wisdom does bleed
Meditate a moment and discover your day.
Eroded
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Erected in late howl
Behind where he had appeared
Unhappy forgetting
Where have I been lost?
Observation confounded by brightened sensitivity;
Oh, where to search for the lost treasures?
More than a world
Scarce are the sources of this abstract sacrament.
Its sap does flow toward the horizon,
Bursts the roots of the mount
Rotting by ignorance
And misunderstood time.
It budded and will burst,
Multiply, and devour
Softly the hours do dry.
Without the house of delights
Captivate its word tween ambient and other houses
Refuge without abandoning
Other emblems will madden and head toward the cities
Songless trees will awaken the puppets to delight
Long are always the detours of dominions of no-mans-land!Eyes are numbered
Clinging to its roads shall swim over hallucinations,
Are you mind or marbles?
I see the whistling papyrus string,
Inspiration that I no longer admire
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A humid delirious twist of fate
As a stray deadly shot
The delight is not present
Only the ghostly thread, captive as love amid hatredNo means or elaborate plans
Just sinking in abundant sands
No walkers shall appear without blindness
In white, bright-lighted minds.
FreeUntie the far away charm
In ancient face
Young as the dew in childrens souls
Sincere seed of grace
Tears of sublime intensity do flood
The colors of illusionFortune plants deep precision in the murals of the heart
Open hands, song of harmony
And genuine joy
Stellar magic, millenary beyond
Life does knit answers to the troubles youve found
Searching, waiting, floating
Tend oneself on fertile fields of gold
To engender ones perfection
In idle sights to behold.
The regions of lightning
How bright is melted joy!
Running through crystal caverns
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A stroll through other realitys realms
Its here and its now!
And panic is steps closer every hour
How beautiful yet bizarre
This subtle presenceA web spread so far
Take one look and be stoned to death!
The emptiness did invade the springtime
A kiss
Nameless energy
Through music did the rainbow return
There at the beginning
Kingdom of abundance and rejoicing
The spirit does shine in the heart
As the moon on the suns dreams
Dance, for youre alive
May no one take your calm
Awaken!Journey far to the heights so you can breathe!
And savor the void reflected after sound
The ears of silence
Rays of inspiration
Returning to the old road made anew in ecstasy
Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare
HareHare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare!