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2
26
2017


On The Stalk — (3/3)


well
what-ya waiting on, love,
permission?
see ye not i cut ya clean?
vines unclung!
whyfor your gawking?
i ain’t your father —
just a figure
to front you farther,
higher,
stronger;
ought know by now
Crusade’s Awaiting!
Godspeed be with you
‘fore She sting you to the quick!
afterall,
nothin’ worse than a Hearse
up-pulling to Present
for burying yet another Moment ...
that’s it —


mind the tick.
shift your stick.
whip that kick
a click mo’ hot,
pausing only
for better focusing
that Diamond Gem of Inner Eye;
no stops to snack!


beans ain’t for eating,
but planting —
for reaching some yon' sun beyond;
keep true to the stalk,
always
burn, burn, burning
across the night.


— Jack



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2
25
2017


On The Stalk — (2/3)


but would you look at this, kid?
just beginning climbing,
yet by the vines,
already entangling,
furthermore,
beckoning forth
a facet of my practice,
insofar as the time i’m doing ...


that’s right, my lovely —
tending proof
on this here chute
to snip ya clean.
call it pruning —
deem it preparing —
consider it a part of my karmic duty
for planting the seed in the first place.
yas, siree,
and as we clip,
bide me mindly entertainings via likening
the process
to my own release
from the ever-endearing hold of the Memory Babe —
my cursed blessing,
perpetually haunting ...


yas, kid —
be good 'n thankful
ye’ve been struck
one dumb lick O luck forgetful.
however,
do remember —
not the vines,
but their leaves that offer lift.
thas it.
plant your foot-press on them
time and 'gain
in order to prop your mount up
for the longhaul.


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2
24
2017


On The Stalk — (1/3)


it’s been here
since your beginning,
planted and growing,
waiting for you
to return —
to begin discovering your way back.


thought you’d left it all behind, eh?
escaped your Past,
unawares them
gossamer strands
of
Subconscious Attachings
that cling
to Presence Amounting ...
me-oh-my,
how they always pull you back ...
and how was your cell?


the living hell
icy cozy 'nough for coaxing on
degrees of Formative happening?


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2
23
2017


Beyond The Bored


think i’ve been there before ...


if interested,
feel free
to come over
at any time,
day or night
or now is right.
have a ladder in here.


go ahead —
climb it up.
it goes past the top-bunk,
out the roof-top
and further yet.
would be somewhere up there myself,
but you know how it is ...
had to rest.
(on high, a lot of view to take in.)
going to catch a wink here,
but meanwhile,
remember the offer.
it beckons;
and while you're at it,
do well;
mind all transformations


— Jacob


Cell 01, Ætlantis County Jail



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2
22
2017


Black & White


being here
is
peace of mind ...


... almost.


freedom from surprise.
life-like responsibility.
all alone
for biding
the time
in the quiet of my think,
contemplating strategy ...


... in a way.


thing is,
all the pieces
been stolen.
all
but two kings.
been visualizing the game about them,
but the lack of tangibility
concerns me,
continually
reawakening
The Fear.


game aside,
what’s reality’s got to do with it?
just wondering if you’ve any solution to soothe.


— Fischer


Cell 00, Ætlantis County Jail



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2
21
2017


New Hire — (5/5)


in any case,
been told my job's
to sort and arrange
the letters
for the fireplace.
am told the inmates are cold.
are we?
can’t say.
don’t feel much anymore.
but then again,
like i said —
just stepped in.


p.s.


it doesn’t show,
but for the record —
i’m crying.


— bird


Mail Room, Ætlantis County Jail



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2
20
2017


New Hire — (4/5)


and that's only what's on the table ...


am told
O.K. Computer
in the corner, over here
was downloading letters
by the truck,
til the last fella
on duty
cut the dial-up connection.


guards assure me
the severed
phone line
will be fixed in due time,
resuming confirmation regarding
how the world
is upside-down,
backwards,
inside out,
(and itching)


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2
19
2017


New Hire — (3/5)


hate mail.
junk mail.
ransom notes.
thank-you letters.
valentines cards, un-addressed.
letters to be
returned to sender.
an italian postcard from Beirut.
one from Zihuatanejo.
birthday party
/
feel-better-soon
/
save the date, invitations.


* * *



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2
18
2017


New Hire — (2/5)


about 1001 letters.
that’s right —
1001.
shapes,
sizes,
of every nature.
let’s handful a sample.


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2
17
2017


New Hire — (1/5)


so for the record,
first day.
just stepped in.
first impression:
‘golly.’
but we'll keep that between us.
expressing so much as a glint
of opinion or perspective
is unallowed here.
fact,
however,
is precedent,
and thus,
will go ahead
to make note of its aspect


* * *



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2
16
2017


Continued


it's about distilling —
refining
over and again,
burning away
all impurities
to their behaviors,
begetting ...


through extracting
only the raring,
a purity of being
— a shining —
will radiate
of element and aim,
revealing their nature
by direction for attending ...


growth
is bestowed
to the worthy and willing


— the Alchemist


(in a cave)



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2
15
2017


Conditioning


there there;
fare not ye ill,
for beyond thy truth,
Nothing is New
under the sun,
and no truth
outside one’s own experience ...


— Ecclesiastes


(coming down The Mountain)



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2
14
2017


Prospecting


Nothin'


— Yukon


(on the Matterhorn)



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2
13
2017


New Communication


it's awakening.
it's yearning.
it's everything
becoming
through the lens
of Self
via
interactions
of
life & love.

in practice,
each one of us,
is questing
to express
— to refine —
to attune and translate
some exclamatory facet
of our Being
through
a language —
a sustainable and compatible
arrangement of symbols
that
capture and convey
our presence
— The Struggle of Essence to Manifest Vision —
striving to create
a
communion
with
a
Mind, Heart, Spirit,
beyond.

through learning and creation,
imagination
transcending the interface,
in
3
2
1



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2
12
2017


Reality Check


wake,
rise,
sleep,
and in between,
in the kitchen,
peeling away
the layers.
onions, that is.


i'm crying.


by and bye,
will arrive at the center.
drying eyes,
seeing better
into what we're working with here ...
my ...


i'm crying.



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2
11
2017


Twilight Zone


if
night hath come,
see into,
working through,
content to be,
sweet enough
to
spur X lance
the vigil,
over and again,
enhancing
imaginary
awareness,
reinventing the magic for creating;

surpass



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2
10
2017


On Healing


narrative is remedy.

lo,
without story,
what would we make

of life?
of love?

this is our chance —
our story
to engage



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2
9
2017


Serve The Service


through
telescoping focus
today
here
NOW

1. Recognize The Exercise,
(Exercise The Exercise)

2. Abide by The Law,
(Writing Ringing between The Walls)

3. Fine-Tune The Balance,
(Mind The Scales through Simplifying)

letting go
as clinging hold
on a readiness to act

(to serve is to awaken to nature to nurture)



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2
8
2017


Hedge Experience


philosophy of old
was
to play to not lose ...


~ rather ~


here-yon,
paradigm shifting
our perspective
for the longhaul
via Playing To Win :


for the Self
in the name
of
The Glory Beyond
through motions
illustrating
Life & Love,
evolving
mutually
of one another,
always remembering,

“... nothing is Self ...”



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2
7
2017


Presence Is Self


what's Past is old,
yet Future unfold
of interactions
that happen
by a Timeline
of
momentum in motion
(thoughts and beyond,
on the roll)

the question —

how
is one to grow
exponential
beyond a mold
of spatial direction,
already in flow?

an answer —

to evoke a measure by which to evolve,

- Experience
- Extrapolate
- Experiment

with color and form
for a Spectrum and Dimension
of one's own;

Self
is supple
for Reinvention



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2
6
2017


The Mountain


something
we're seeking
to better understand ...


what we've gathered so far —


it come from within,
to without;
present
to the extent
that it exists,
yet's somehow amiss ...
as though
once upon a time
forgotten,
the Mountain
were torn apart,
blown askance
from our selves,
and yet,
we remember
insofar
as it's measure,
ingrained
in our nature ...


by way of rationale —


nothing is created.
nothing is destroyed.
entropy is past is future
to order and resolve
for Creation,
to unite one and all ...



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2
5
2017


One From The Other


deduct.
sustain.
keep i w/ i
on the Vein,
with vain aside,
out of mind,
thus untangling
for that something
arising ...

no stopping.

(stop or not:
welcome pain)

we're creating
a narrative
of the life & love story,
dynamic by day,
slow and steady
through the year.

through painting
A Way
about our presence,
A Picture Will Present Us
through facets —
a streaming collage
of
evolution X timeline,
so long
as we're charging
the tides rushed against us ...

(only an Exercise, to recognize)

Om aspires to sound out The Mountain



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2
4
2017


Best Measure


it's about honesty
with Self,
and awareness,
and making the effort
to be willing and able
to keep track of where we're at
in the midst of our growing
(we must forever keep growing)
so as to keep moving forward
to new and exciting dawnings
of
miraculous unfolding


(it's just seeing so many shades of the same movie day-by-day
makes it easy to simply brush it off and curse the frames as forgetting
that in every flash of the experience, happening
(with an emphasis on how it repeating)
there is something for learning ...


ooh la la / so they say)



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2
3
2017


I Can't Get No


once upon
just a moment,
was the only thing we wanted.

turns out
results been in:
“Not To Be ...”

so they read.

and to think
it hardly recent
since we got around to reading

— to comprehending the meaning —

(honestly, tho: really)

to think it took
insanity
to read the news
received today
relayed between
parentheses:


(“But Glory Be For Vision”)



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2
2
2017


Feather Light


wick equipped w/ taut commodity —
virgin white.
(phoenix thing)
but nothing
to hype excite
about and over and out;
by filter, atmospheric,
forever lost in translation ...
(seek New Communication)
interpretation aside,
the neon flicker,
waver still
as
far and wide,
pressure changes
brace the candle —
our rocking cradle


(on with the wind)



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2
1
2017


Self-Developing


fresh glints of impression,
radiating
newly-minted
facets
of exposure,
captured
via
Mind Heart Spirit
of
i & i
— the stimulus of which,
hit frosty,
processed for The Process
(ongoing)


it's hard getting
at and on
some of these yarns,
but through undoing,
some
the colors
start
revealing
them true selves,
through and blue,
as painting
palette of rainbow



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