and the king’s english
influence the inspiration and language

once a wild man said:

‘i care to exist and air and water;
diamond wine’

when i was a child
my parents used to make me go to church
we went to lots of churches
my grandfather disapproved
and i didn’t understand why

i used to wonder how preachers came up with their material
something new every sunday
(even though i didn’t particularly care for it)
i did marvel at their creativity
maybe flop open a book
pick a verse from the holy writ?
make some arbitrary judgements
write a 3-point expository essay about it?
wrap it up with an intro and conclusion
ten minutes per paragraph
queue the band to play more songs
send the good flock off to
some all you can eat buffet
to dampen those guilty sorrows

until one sunday night..

yes, we had to go to church both morning and night sometimes
even wednesdays on occasion
maybe thursday and friday too
if they were trying to stoke a revival

..ah yes
THAT sunday night
the preacher confessed he had no new sermon for us
and i was amazed
scandalized really
(as it was popular to feel that way in those days)

now i understand

this NO THING to say

but there are no things to say
this is why they are named no things to say

(the diamond cutter draws another line)

then it came to pass in those days
that hearts were darkened
attention turned away from those things holy and pure
airwaves filled with hatred and strife
and even hunters remarked
deer and elk were harder to find
deep within the snowy forest

love all, serve all
has a tough time against
might makes right

both of these are games of the gods
and there are no games of the gods
this is why they are named games of the gods

thinking too much
no thought
feeling too much
no feel
doing too much
no do

but there are most certainly
swirling within the meat sack mind
THAT thought
THAT feel
THAT do

these are of the earth below
these thought and feel and do

(and there is no
thought and feel and do
this is why they are named
thought and feel and do)

when you were a baby
you had no language yet
no words of the intellect to confound
no social mores to sway

what is heaven above?
why this boundary?
why this.. forgetfulness?
(forgetmenot, again)

saying much
this is one of the first heavenly powers
closest to hovering over earth
and certainly a power available unto wo/man of the earth
even the birds and cats and dogs
have their vocal expressions

that which thou sayest
doth come to pass

some call this throat chakra
give it the colour blue
whatever
pay attention next time you’re talking
do you feel heat in your neck?

sight
well.. what do you see?
how many colours are in the rainbow?
forget the picture books
how many colours do you see!
are any of them.. clear hot??

did that purple lightning strike
pulse the power in your home
make the townsfolk mutter
show you something else?

it’s worthing noting
that seeing is creation
that which thou seeist
doth forthwith exist
a tenant of quantum physics engineers can attest
the act of observation collapses
a wave of infinite photon possibilities
into a singular particle

careful what you dream
thoughts are deeds
this is why it is valuable
to know that thoughts
are NO thoughts
(a choice to re/energize them or not)

how do you know you’re not dreaming right now?

with sight certainly comes responsibility
with knowing and commanding
the institution of right action
management of karmas arising from action
nature chases its tail
why provoke nature to spin?

ignore this wisdom at thy peril
better to do nothing mostly
using action sparingly
and with precision
this is third eye

crown, well..
and those realms beyond
..
at this time the mention of these
are sealed for your protection

there is a space
a void
a clear hot riding upon the icy blacks
unifying heaven above
with earth below
dwell there
all bright in shiny
blissful in your heart

unify heaven above
with earth below
there is a symbol there
riding in the sky
hovering within the aether vapours
known to no-one
known to all

perhaps the most popular question
asked over an electronic device

“I’m at the library
reading a book”

awareness is above
physicality is below

what a curious mystery
the willful forgetfulness of source
it’s some divine plan
apparently

ask even those near death experience folks
they go to heaven or hell or whatever
understand everything in its cosmic significance
realize they have to come back to earth
wake up back in their body
and totally forget why they came back
by design

listen friend
if you’re lost in life’s feels:
your pain
your emotions
your passion
your power
your lust
your pride
your sense of self importance

these are silent gongs
soundless bells
they are the essence of being on a physical world

what energizes this existence?
whence forth doth awareness arise?
truly
the world is old and dirty
although
it’s a reasonably decent planet
(sky is the perfect shade of blue)

the heart is where heaven meets earth
those radiant beams of divinity
merge with the murky meat sack mucks

dwell in the great clear hot
hovering between heaven and earth
shining in that sacred space of heart

much can be observed
in the earthly realm
a walk in the forest reveals much
regarding the ancient ways

what is the source
behind all this beauty?
what energizes this scene?
why do electrons tirelessly orbit atoms
without sailing off
or crashing within?

where DOES all this mass get its energy?
(why does it ’cause’ gravity?)

in this time
the autumn of 2018 AD
this civilization knows how to split and fuse atoms

now riddle me this
why does over-unity energy get produced
regardless of whether atoms are divided or merged?

fission vs fusion
both are momentary windows
to the energies beneath the surface of matter

a glimpse at
down the chimney up

well..
did you read it?
what were the terms and conditions?
were there any alternate definitions of words defined?
DID YOU READ IT?!

contracts
so lightly entered into
so mindlessly signed
in blue ink no less!
(or perhaps the casual click of a mouse)

all in exchange for
your priceless time and energies

are you afraid?
don’t want to rock the boat?
how’s that working out for you?
is this prosperity?
is this success?!

contracts
some say the devil is in the details

where are you right now?
are you comfortable?

once upon a time

a crazy man
roamed the streets
begging for cigarettes
smoking second hand rollies
from passerby ashtray droppings
he spoke of the delusion of duality
and i was compelled to listen
to this wise man’s rant
he was all trinary now
whatever that meant
wait
what does trinary mean to you?
it’s the godhead, man
he explained
like the stars
shining forth their radiant brilliance
ancient civilizations
burning for their sins
casting a warming glow
upon those clueless planets
food for the plants and animals alike
and they deserved it surely
those old gods
this is why they are named
those old gods
for where are they now?
hidden behind every secret bend
wending through those unconscious thoughts
the aliens are here already
he declared
shining through your eyes
a woman hugged him next
and that was the end of our conversation

the wise ask
‘what of the crown?’

why send energy forward
from centre of forehead
instead of ascending thru the crown
into the rarefied heavens?

i am a humble man
shot thru with many sorrows
verily
it’s a good idea
to practice with third eye
before opening crown

for then you have developed discipline
and control

an out of control burning head is no good to anyone

s/he drew the breath
shiny and bright
straight on up the spine

gazing skyward
inky skies
stars supine

and the buzzing drew near
dulled with age
and s/he dropped in a crouch once more

‘thank-you for the memory’

gazing stuttering
into the spun sideways widened wedge
feeling with extra.. depth

breathe you fool!

falling back to the body
in through the forehead
to centre of the brain
smoothly down the spine..

darker thoughts there
quite honestly
thicker, denser
emotions
ancient hurts
buried in the DNA before birth

the shaman went further

down from base of spine
down through legs
out through feet
socks, shoes
(a bit of a zap if you’re wearing rubber soles)
(to bridge that capacitive gap)
into the ground
drilling downwards
through the crust
thrust past the mantle
deep into core
hotter, denser, deeper
straight to the centre of the earth

he paused right there
that twinkling guide
he smiled and then asked:

‘what is at the centre of the earth?”

answer withheld
a secret
for your own discovery

do not linger too long
for you are mortal

BREATHE!!

up from the centre of the earth
surge thru core
past the mantle
thru the crust
up into feet and legs
and flowing to the base of spine
up the spine
into centre of brain
out through forehead..

what distracts you?
when is the last time you wondered?
how distracted are you anyway?
are you feeling distracted right now?

how to cope with distraction

sit up right
(and breathe the bright)
spine straight
breathe in through nose
slowly
deliberately
solidly
up from base of spine
into the centre of brain
out through centre of forehead
one inch
one metre
one light year
up to you
(takes 4s)

hold breath for a time
(4s)

breath back down the spine
out through nose
slowly
deliberately
solidly
backward from the starshine shimmering
to centre of forehead
into centre of brain
and back on down the spine
into base again
(4s)

hold breath out
into vacuum
for a time
(4s)

cycle repeats
perhaps 4x times

eyes shiny
spun un-twisting
peering through the mist
straight to the great clear hot
beyond the icy void

this is the quantum breath

a certain scripture doth proclaim:

“alas, alas,
that great city babylon,
that mighty city!
for in one hour
is thy judgment come”

what is the meaning of this?
who is babylon?
when is the timeline?
(a joke about time)
wherewith shall the judgement of fire be proclaimed?

this is an ancient prophesy
we have entertained numerous interpretations
however
all are most likely delusion

we circle a yellow star
and that is the way that things are

..but..

where is the missing momentum of the solar system?
why does sol not contain it?
are the laws of physics violated?

consider nemesis
that dark star
is really a misnomer
brown dwarf is more accurate

why now,
the collective amnesia of your society?
how many years back
does your history go?

surely
surely
everything that has a beginning
has an end
including this present civilization upon the earth

the rich shall cry out to the gods
of the mountains to cover them
fearful against that terrible judgement
of some ‘lord’

who do you serve?
and why?

pockets of life
here and there
shall survive that horrible onslaught

the wisest
thrive the strongest
in tune with the song of planet
settling the dusts of a new world

‘how will we ever remember this?’
we exclaimed
and the faeries inside the forgetmenots
stamped their clear-hot image
green and blue and golden in our mind

(forgetmenot.. again)

and they laughed at our astonishment
at their presence within the trees and flowers
‘we’ve been here all along’
they teased

‘why then, have we never seen you before?’
we inquired

for that we needed
hour-glass glasses
looking in on one side
taking a spin at the middle
spiralled up for a look on high
peering back down
and all around
rocks dissolving into fractals
and back into rocks again

(breathe some air you fool)

kerblinkers were their name
those hour-glass glasses
spun from down to up
and clear back down again
spreading out the mundane possibilities
slices of life variances
gaps filled with a dimly glowing fluid

and what lovely wildflowers
those forgetmenots