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The Fall

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Thirty thousand shields and swords
all glistening in Diana’s sweet light
await the order to destroy
the very breath of life
and just before the Great Apollo
lifts the veil of night
we rise up and deliver
a fatal strike to end the tyranny
we cut like knives on naked skin

We cut them

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I AM A PARANOIAC

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I am not crazy… I am not crazy… I…

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A passage from Vitam Mysteram

The following is an excerpt from an ongoing project, my magnum opus tentatively titled, The Canon of John.  This passage comes from book II, entitled Vitam Mysteram, which is latin for “the mystery of life”.

I hope you find Truth and Wisdom in these words, to guide you on the path to your own enlightenment.

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On Death and Immortality

Am I no longer human, that I have seen and now know what it is to be alive and what it is to be dead?

Perhaps immortality is something to be attained, not through spirituality or transubstantiation, or from acts of righteousness, or from bowing in servitude and grokking at the nature of imagined gods and goddesses, but instead from the very knowledge and comprehension of the thing which in and of itself does permeate and echo through the halls of eternity: mortality.

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Moonlight Mutiny

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Send the call by way of land,

by wire, mouth, and sea

and let resound the trumpets, all

to bring us forth — the free;

we emerge, like light in shadows

dancing underneath the trees,

my friends and I, a cloud of dust

to spurn and steer the eyes

of history.

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Walls

Writing on the Walls

We build up prisons in our worlds
that rely on walls of stone,
but in our minds the walls are ours
to build and break alone.

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Mesmerized

Mesmerized

Many years ago –
when I was young
and ever-spry,

My hairline then
was less receded,
and my stomach tight…

but, I digress;
Where was I?
Oh yes!

I sat and quaffed
a whiskey in a pub
alone one night.

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The Creed

Come and share in this, my tale:
my joy, my sorrow,
my heaven, my hell.
Come and see as I have seen
and be where I have been.

Go not forth from where you sit,
or stand, or kneel, or bow, until
you hear or read, speak or bleed
this single, simple, solemn vow:

I have known nothing until now.

 

 

Question Everything


The things I do…

while everyone else is sleeping.

I know what you're asking yourself... The answer is 125.  That's how many.

I know what you’re asking yourself… The answer is 125. That’s how many.

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The Sleepless Dreamer

The sleepless dreamer longs
to slip into the midnight peace,
for he is ever lost in reveries
but never sleeps.

What wicked, dreadful curse
occludes the mind from intervening?
Truly, none have suffered worse
than he – that’s damned…
to dream of dreaming.

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The Hologram

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What is left of me
but the hologram I see?

Empty frame
where my portrait should be…

But I am elegant
in the ways I twist, and I bend,
and I take the shape of something
I should not have been.

Stretch, to see what is left in me
in the absence of dreaming.

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