As I read I could feel the transformation…

And insights into transformation…

It makes one wonder how much is a choice…

How much is nature…

Or…

If there is some deeper meaning to the human condition…

Like…

To become a launching pad into eternity..?

For me…

I have experienced some very harsh conditions…

But somehow…

I think…

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Our pockets have rare treasures… the story of our day unfolds…

When we are kids, Rocks become gems, treasure abounds, scribbling […]

Heart & Mind: A Design 

Looking back, quantum dust -
Connecting the present to the past.
All that was said and done -
When we thought we would never be 

Done
&
Dead. Today, I reach forth […]

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Sorry

Call of Skulls

I have been reading the obituaries, lately,

morbid perhaps. I also walk through
Pilgrim Cemetery, at night, the place where

my father’s tomb is, the place where

his father’s tomb is. My grandfather was

a World War II Veteran, buried with

the soldiers. Someone sold a

plot with the soldiers and my father

was able to be by his…

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Heart & Mind: A Design

Looking back, quantum dust -

Connecting the present to the past.
All that was said and done -
When we thought we would never be

Done

&

Dead. Today, I reach forth for yesterday -

Wondering how

far the

wandering of existence

will take me

into the horizon. Between here

&

Infinity. Seeming meaning

to

Meaninglessness
Form

to…

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Profound

Walking, meeting

curvature of shoulder,

telepathies, sought after

by secret selves – A world

so cold, seemingly

too old.

Hoping to find hope
Like the

ellipsis of planetary

bodies

touching dark side

apogees
suspended in the

stillness of relativities and velocities

To know

there is dreaming

is to know

there is meaning

Just as the cosmos…

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Poet’s Way

Memorizin poems – Chasin inspiration 
The life of a poet 
Cold bold graves absorbing heat waves 
Visions of the light of day 
Where the light of the sun, helped me 

Find my way […]

Poet’s Way

Memorizin poems – Chasin inspiration
The life of a poet
Cold bold graves absorbing heat waves

Visions of the light of day
Where the light of the sun, helped me

Find my way -

Every day, the animals come out to play

Every day
Is another day

to

spill

ink-in

Every way. Every day

a day

for the poets

to

Come out

&

Play. The poet’s way

***
Cipher

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Even when you

get old

&

Too mature

for tv

You were

still

Instilled with

tv

Your dreams

beamed

into

your stream

by

someone

else’s dream. So

many

dreams inside

of

dreams

Streams inside of streams

Would you

prefer

to know or

not

to know

***
Cipher

Poems

***

Vigil

Labyrinth of mirrors

Spontaneous

fears

magnified

by

the idea

of

Tears

What is the

intent

of the organism

coming

together from

schism

to

Schism

Places where

points

of reality

become mazes

Where you sought your

will

in a residual

vigil

***
Cipher

Poems

***

UFO

Cold soul across shiny metallic -

Shimmering islands inside of diamonds.
Symbols exude cloud latitude

of altitude -
Time warp drive

Alive

Enfolding physics – Across eye or mind’s eye

Like a mind playing tricks
Too fast

Frozen moment – Beyond

present

&

Past. Such a formation

of information

in a

Flash. Across space

&

Time. Open suture:…

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Hand

It was in conjunction with

things like hitting black jack

simultaneous to winning

a horse race, simultaneous

to seeing a cop

hit

in the face, that

I first felt the glee of squee,

letting my self

smile

and clap my hands

in

writers chair. Twas

for

a number

of

things. But

mostly

to see

You

There. Where

I

was

in need

of

Retrieving. I can

never…

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Further/Farther

Effected by unseen forces
A study of human courses
How does the wind blow

How does that which

is

unseen. Seem to know

all about

our

joy and sorrow. Sometimes

crying for us

sometimes

dying for us. Everyone knowing

loss – Everyone knowing

the course

No one divorced. Only

divorced

from a deeper knowledge – Calling

Us

Ever deeper.…

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Reservoirs of these Endeavors of Ours

Getting back to the land

Reaching across

the veil

Shaking hands with

nature

Ships sails of partnership

Sailing away – Into the sun

of the day
Nurturing the roots

of nature

with

an impermanence of radiance

Becoming permanent

in recitals

of

cycles

Suns pursuing moons

Everything

encircled

in

circles

Needful…

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Somehow-Someway

I shall encircle

you

in an embrace

of

Light. Because

we both

know

what it means

to die

Tempered, tortured -

In flames

ignited by sights

sighted

deep

in the night. Every

one

Looking for

firelight

I found you adrift

beautiful

soul

I shall touch your

brow

hold you

in

The now. That

I always

think

&/or

believe

can be forever: Somehow

***

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Magnificent Machines

Science matter

of

factly, says -

Consciousness doth

not exist

&/Yet -

Twas consciousness

that

gave rise

to

scientific

skies

All taking place

in: The mind

Such a magnificent

machine

The mind

Somehow able

&

Capable. Of studying

it’s own

Design. Divine

***

Cipher

Poems

***

Real

A dark ship on a dark night

of soul

Suddenly alight

with

Lights. Music starting

to play

Shadows beginning

to sway

Every soul

having

a

Say. Vibrating

into

The skies. Everyone dies

but

Not everyone

lives

with daily

rations

of

Passion. Breaking

through ceilings

with

Thoughts

&

Feelings. To think

to feel

To be: Real

***
Cipher

Poems

***

Darkness & Waves (For Brian Wilson)

Artists moving the culture

across space and time -

Pushing us across the divide,

primal dance

of

darkness

&

Flame
Some do it for the fame, the

best do it

from

the heart. This art

Accessing the inaccessible

dark

So much there

Place

where most

don’t care to look

or

are: Too scared. Of the mystery, there.

Like space –…

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Superposition Now

Superposition

becomes known

in the moment

of its observation.

Observation

objectifies

subjectivity

in the moment

when

it is

no longer

moving,

and we

can measure, […]

The Light of the Write

Dancing to music

only you

can

hear. There

In your Sphere
In your

shadow

over there

Dancing over

spectrums

of light

layer by layer

Magically manifesting

the unknown

in

every poem

What is it

that makes me

pursue the

write

night after

night

Perhaps I saw the light

***
Cipher

Poems

***

Heart & Soul

I picture you

in minds eye

a gradient grey

sky

So: You. I picture

you

looking

so

you. Looking

for

The words. Listening

from

the first

time

You heard. The

first

whispering

of

The words. Wisps

of breezes

through

all

seasons

of

heart

&

Soul

***
Cipher

Poems

***

Ciphers Ahead of Time And Space

Now it’s time to

write

the next

rite

~

To perform

on

the next

day

or

night

~

Await the vibe

just right

To descend

upon

the night

or

the day

~

Have my

say

in just

the

right way

~

Revving the throttle

it’s go time

Time

to

be divine

~

Flying over helicopters

of

spinning

time

~

A poet of the age

beyond

space

&

the time

***

Cipher

Poems

***

Never Stop Swinging
Life is a fight 
from the day 
to 
the night. A fight 
to stay alive 
a fight to thrive, a
dog eat dog dynamic 
where 
the static seek 
to eat the dynamic, 
look in the mirror […]

Never Stop Swinging
Life is a fight

from the day

to

the night. A fight

to stay alive

a fight to thrive, a

dog eat dog dynamic

where

the static seek

to eat the dynamic,

look in the mirror

explore your

hope and

fear.

See through to the

you-you really

are.

See to the

star. Then-when

you see

to

the star, learn

to

wander the

afar. Learn

to

shoot through…

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Don’t Forget

Your children

can sleep

safe

at night

knowing

their

father

spent

$1.3 million

of his own

tax

payments

judging,

pushing,

haranguing,

and chasing down

a person

their age […]

Them Boyz

just raged too

hard. Going

too hard in the

paint. Someone

grabbed a gun

and shot through

the fuckin floor.

Hit homie in the

head. He is now

dead.

Someone better

call the University,

tell em they lost

two dues payin

members. One is

lookin at LIFE. [Book

with cover]. While

the other

had his brains

dismembered.

How will he…

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Divine Being

Writing is deep thought

Analogous

to

amphibious

activities into depths

of

deep seas

Having a window

to

penetrate

what lies below

before

the need to breathe

Making for

the skies

above

Everything

we did

we did for

love

Where the

sun

broke the

clouds

in the skies

above

Everything

we did

we did for

love

Ink spill a Rorschach

of Holy diver…

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How High Can You Get Cipher

Becoming the keeper of the fire

Stick stuck into sky like lightning rod, struck

From the womb, impeccable desire

To the tomb – Enlisting into the mystery

Being, being present in the presence of the elements

Stark darkness and stars crying in afars

Circles inside of circles becoming optical illusions of spirals…

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Course with no Name

There is understanding in the oath.

Where you were standing

beneath

an

Oak. Soaring blue sky

applied to drifting clouds. This oath

of silence. Said
aloud. I

will not allow my self to be

taken alive

I

would rather

die

than be alive. Under the command of another man

Therefore

I

Pick up my weapon

to

explore

islands of plunder…

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Fuck You/I’m not Crying

How is it that the music 
takes me back, so perfectly?
I put on a Tori Amos album 
and am instantly transported 
to my youth. Of course it is 
connected to a girl. If […]

Wandering Star 

Just a being seen -
Standing upon the abyss 
Standing 
upon 

The oracles of: All this
Trying 
to 

Make sense – As the present 
flows 
into 

The past tense. Like an unwrapped […]

i really, really, REALLY

wanted to push a syringe of AIR into my anywhere linkages

promoting a cardiac arrest! ……………….when my Mom died.

It’s […]

Much appreciated…

Could be Wrong but Right 

“The nigga said nigga, nigga.”

“Yes, I can certainly see how that 
would be offensive…

One thing to consider. Mob rule 
and herd mentality. The tendency 
to […]

The History of Inversion

From the very start,

PC

was seen

as weakest words,

and followed such

injunction’s thirst

those amble, […]

i really, really, REALLY

wanted to push a syringe of AIR into my anywhere linkages

promoting a cardiac arrest! ……………….when my Mom died.

It’s […]

SomethingAnonymous

Filtered sunshine for the mind 
A call to adventure
Everything will be just fine 
If you don’t mind 
The 
Madness 
or 
The 
Sadness. Be glad 
like 
birds searching 
for 
the […]

Reach Beyond

Just tryin to be 
When all folks see 
Is the frequency of skin 
or the flesh of sin 

So called 
in
colliding divides 
of the 

Mind. Binary and fine 
Comprised 
of 
a line 
of