Tuesday, June 27, 2017

The News According to Suite July

Naked fuse.
I've got waves in low places.
The history of the world is always about old money vs. virtual money.

2 monks looking at the ground. 1 says snake!
The other replies it's just some rope.
The 6th son says neither snake nor rope.

Pure awareness, awareness reflected in consciousness, and consciousness
is the holy trinity.

I love the sound of night rain falling on summer leaves.
It smells like evolutionary self-awareness.

is to poetry as
william carlos williams is
to a fourth of july red wheelbarrow

in the land of silence,
evolutionary self-awareness
is intent upon apocalyptic words...

Matty told Hatty, Ouroboros, Ouroboros, Ouroboros!

As on the extreme altar of consciousness,
I burn my sacred eyes
for an eye can never see oneself.

mountain laurel sand
dunes leaves of grass california
dreaming creation deconstruction shiva
shakti shiva tech-tonic shifts of manifestation

Open field. Insert self.

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