From Stars. We're Galaxy

those stars,
who came from
stars. To star
here. us to study
who do also they

Truly, Judge

It all pays dividends in sweet nobility of the soul.
The evidence is clear. Thorn to rose--the boot-strap,
photosynthesis. These are natural processes.
quantumed up. [processing this information].  The
story will end comedy for certain. Written in red.
Wise. Laughter to banish.

Witch West

I told a tale.
the story
it happened
fiction-based
reality. Medium:
Message.

Spring in Fall

Babalon,
 becoming,
I bloom.
 Red,velvet.
Diamond dewdrop.
Rainbow, star.

Guan Yin

Spider is Thought

Time webbed with dew drops of the imagined,
where those moments catch the light- they can
 outshine creatures caught there. I spin to behold
 what rays out in every direction. Yeah, though
I bask in the shadow, it becomes. encompasses.
More. Spider-spin.

Unobserved

I'm spectral. Slipping glimpses
form my sight since i myself
 am phantasm, I hear the other haints
whispering at these times, I call
 to Cipriano to usher, that we
might hear. a clear voice. Unobserved,
i bloom into shadow. one hand,
and tree fall, insubstantial-- as always-- noticed.

Archer

the aim, steady.

eye trained, 

arrow-craft 

let go. Get clear.

Incandescent at Break of Night

Waning, the day
when stars break
into heaven and it
expands, immense.
Dark-immense when
the edge cracks open
and the bright runs
off the edge. I wait,
and work and bide,
abide. Beckon.

weird.

 Dear Chaos. Could it get weirder? Snakes for hair, televisions for eyes. Through the darkness of Future's Past. This is becoming a strange story.

Divine

Ahead, Future's Past, Look back, Remember now.

Sleaze Bang

the explosion
because it really is
a love story
and love cannot be
written without the
dead. they want a
say. the sleaze bang.
who cannot shed
duality must perish.
the lovers sundered
the explosion ensues.

Sleaze Bang Lightning

How is love like sleep,
fullness of dark when
dream fires and rides
a sundering perfume
it is redolent of Jasmine

Strike into dream,
attared and resplendent
dreamer and dreamed.
and bring back a vial
of lethe for there lies
memory out of time
might I have a cup full
of lightning to drink to
infuse my words with
thunder. This voice
electric and neon and
searing, splits the seams
leaks in and out of
every sybilant sound.
silver quick and taught,
to beguile.

How is love like awakening
in the day that distills the
dark of a thousand nights
dream to dream to dream.
how does it whisper straight
into the unconscious so that
the conscious forms it as
outward speech. the cup
fills with lightning that
storms night into day
and day to night and that
storm is the story of love.

Tarot Chapel, France

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Pearls

Thrown only to myself,
and therefore to all things,
this story is my making,
Furl the streaming out,
Cast: light, shadow, spell,
throw, minnows shoal.
It's a gift to myself. All.
Of all, to all and boundless.
So it is.

Catch

If we all become torches,
it could get bright in here,
to blinding.

Babalon

And the whore aglow aglory
astride her seven-headed lust-dragon,
bedecked in scarlet sun and gold,
juggling fire with the flickering
tongues of her
zillion-eyed snake hair, radiant, moon underfoot, twelve stars for a crown.
She glanced into the matchbox,
and the vermin collected therin
trembled agog at Psky-light
barely felt on their carapaces
then Babalon smiled and closed
the matchbox with lettering in
black "One-God Flea Circus"
which then kindled to dust
Time to put away such trifles.

Singularity

Something is waiting
for us to reach it.
shoots
upward tendril
toward Psky-light
while the carcass
of the outgrown
cracks, groans, to
Give Way. Earth
is, herself, Dreaming
Through.
We. Dream. Psky-light.

Broken Mirror Backing

Behind it all, the shattered I,
Thousand eyes, one for each
Direction. Fan, swirl-miriad,
shards view, and still there's
shadow It's for this--
tune in the spirit radio of of
those electric eyes, abuzz a
crackle of current-seethe.
Now guan yin, now the
peacock of Juno, now
Chameron, now a head
full of snakes.

pink

Primordial bubblegum,
tracked into glob-ness,
confounded by its, nots;
what odd materials,
for luminence to seed.

If there is innocence,
it's only accident. Or.
Purpose. Strange Mass,
this is, for clarity.
Astounding batter.

(black glitter back side)

Bone-Jar Evolution

Morning Star,
 Evening Star,
 Blue Bird, Red Eye,
 Black Extrapolated,
 Babalon, La Red,
La Luz in Zephyr,
 Heart's Desire,
 Hermes, Anubis,
 Thunder-perfect,
Spirit reception,
 El Cypriano,
Bone jar,
Sleaze Big Bang,
Hag Snag,
Widow Walk,
Incant-enchant,
Façade moelleux,
Pink Opaque,
Innana/hive

Antioche

Time to Consult the Dead

Transmission seeking.

Come in.

Turn up.

Instructions to invoke.

Simplicity.

snap three. Air. 

Light rise. Fire.

feet on the Earth.

Mirage. Water. 

Thunder perfect mind. 

Talking About Trauma

Viewfinder,
reversed.
the whole thing is
the composition.
The object is imaginary
by the others
to find it's
appropriate size.

There is the shadow (dirty window)
 over
his shoulder.
there are layers of light
and absence.
He's talking about the
spaces the relative
sizes. Shadows and
light are dancing.

He's framed by
the window frame.

Tall

You were carrying me.
I said I was afraid I'd hit my head.
You're tall and I was high. er. Higher.

I call it Haiku because.
There's no way in which
that's close. enough. pretty close.

It's, you know, a story
we're telling ourselves,
from the other side.

From the abyss. Do they see--
 over there, like this?
I need to ask.

The ritual is all, now.
I aquiesce to it as it,
to me. To be magical.

Diamonds.
I know, why we're here,
to become.

I aquiesce to become
what will become me.
It's becoming.

Morgan

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I'm pretty sure you're busy.
On the other side.
But feel free to stop on by.

Cthonia

What they have wrought in their scheme
is dark that holds only fear. Unknown
that must be horror compounded
by known evils bourn in light.
By staying in the bind, one ventures
nor gains. Harrowing can be also
ecstasies. The world would be
ruled by evil clowns with garish maws
and yet
fear is reserved for dark--
When their illusions falter, Cthonia,
they dissipate as into dark.

Reticent

Black around the eyes,

bright cheek and lips, 

I applied your mask, 

you knew not how, 

And then I looked 

for the materials of mine. 

Waterproof. Tears 

will not make it run. 

Reticent. 

Dog

What you put in a cage
will eat you in the end.

fire

And gently,
to let you go in light,
and remember you
in better times.
The death of
love is a fire
and its conflagration,
is the pyre of the
witch in which,
she's lit. Lit
to glow and to
glamour and to
bloom.

The Thunder Perfect Mind

THE THUNDER, PERFECT MIND

Translated by George W. MacRae

I was sent forth from the power,
and I have come to those who reflect upon me,
and I have been found among those who seek after me.
Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,
and you hearers, hear me.
You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.
And do not banish me from your sight.
And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.
Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time. Be on your guard!
Do not be ignorant of me.
For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin.
I am <the mother> and the daughter.
I am the members of my mother.
I am the barren one
and many are her sons.
I am she whose wedding is great,
and I have not taken a husband.
I am the midwife and she who does not bear.
I am the solace of my labor pains.
I am the bride and the bridegroom,
and it is my husband who begot me.
I am the mother of my father
and the sister of my husband
and he is my offspring.
I am the slave of him who prepared me.
I am the ruler of my offspring.
But he is the one who begot me before the time on a birthday.
And he is my offspring in (due) time,
and my power is from him.
I am the staff of his power in his youth,
and he is the rod of my old age.
And whatever he wills happens to me.
I am the silence that is incomprehensible
and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.
I am the voice whose sound is manifold
and the word whose appearance is multiple.
I am the utterance of my name.

Why, you who hate me, do you love me,
and hate those who love me?
You who deny me, confess me,
and you who confess me, deny me.
You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,
and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.
You who know me, be ignorant of me,
and those who have not known me, let them know me.
For I am knowledge and ignorance.
I am shame and boldness.
I am shameless; I am ashamed.
I am strength and I am fear.
I am war and peace.
Give heed to me.
I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.
Give heed to my poverty and my wealth.
Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon the earth,
and you will find me in those that are to come.
And do not look upon me on the dung-heap
nor go and leave me cast out,
and you will find me in the kingdoms.
And do not look upon me when I am cast out among those who
are disgraced and in the least places,
nor laugh at me.
And do not cast me out among those who are slain in violence.
But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.
Be on your guard!
Do not hate my obedience
and do not love my self-control.
In my weakness, do not forsake me,
and do not be afraid of my power.
For why do you despise my fear
and curse my pride?
But I am she who exists in all fears
and strength in trembling.
I am she who is weak,
and I am well in a pleasant place.
I am senseless and I am wise.
Why have you hated me in your counsels?
For I shall be silent among those who are silent,
and I shall appear and speak,
Why then have you hated me, you Greeks?
Because I am a barbarian among the barbarians?
For I am the wisdom of the Greeks
and the knowledge of the barbarians.
I am the judgement of the Greeks and of the barbarians.
I am the one whose image is great in Egypt
and the one who has no image among the barbarians.
I am the one who has been hated everywhere
and who has been loved everywhere.
I am the one whom they call Life,
and you have called Death.
I am the one whom they call Law,
and you have called Lawlessness.
I am the one whom you have pursued,
and I am the one whom you have seized.
I am the one whom you have scattered,
and you have gathered me together.
I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,
and you have been shameless to me.
I am she who does not keep festival,
and I am she whose festivals are many.
I, I am godless,
and I am the one whose God is great.
I am the one whom you have reflected upon,
and you have scorned me.
I am unlearned,
and they learn from me.
I am the one that you have despised,
and you reflect upon me.
I am the one whom you have hidden from,
and you appear to me.
But whenever you hide yourselves,
I myself will appear.
For whenever you appear,
I myself will hide from you.
Those who have [...] to it [...] senselessly [...].
Take me [... understanding] from grief.
and take me to yourselves from understanding and grief.
And take me to yourselves from places that are ugly and in ruin,
and rob from those which are good even though in ugliness.
Out of shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly;
and out of shamelessness and shame,
upbraid my members in yourselves.
And come forward to me, you who know me
and you who know my members,
and establish the great ones among the small first creatures.
Come forward to childhood,
and do not despise it because it is small and it is little.
And do not turn away greatnesses in some parts from the smallnesses,
for the smallnesses are known from the greatnesses.
Why do you curse me and honor me?
You have wounded and you have had mercy.
Do not separate me from the first ones whom you have known.
And do not cast anyone out nor turn anyone away
[...] turn you away and [... know] him not.
[...].
What is mine [...].
I know the first ones and those after them know me.
But I am the mind of [...] and the rest of [...].
I am the knowledge of my inquiry,
and the finding of those who seek after me,
and the command of those who ask of me,
and the power of the powers in my knowledge
of the angels, who have been sent at my word,
and of gods in their seasons by my counsel,
and of spirits of every man who exists with me,
and of women who dwell within me.
I am the one who is honored, and who is praised,
and who is despised scornfully.
I am peace,
and war has come because of me.
And I am an alien and a citizen.
I am the substance and the one who has no substance.
Those who are without association with me are ignorant of me,
and those who are in my substance are the ones who know me.
Those who are close to me have been ignorant of me,
and those who are far away from me are the ones who have known me.
On the day when I am close to you, you are far away from me,
and on the day when I am far away from you, I am close to you.
[I am ...] within.
[I am ...] of the natures.
I am [...] of the creation of the spirits.
[...] request of the souls.
I am control and the uncontrollable.
I am the union and the dissolution.
I am the abiding and I am the dissolution.
I am the one below,
and they come up to me.
I am the judgment and the acquittal.
I, I am sinless,
and the root of sin derives from me.
I am lust in (outward) appearance,
and interior self-control exists within me.
I am the hearing which is attainable to everyone
and the speech which cannot be grasped.
I am a mute who does not speak,
and great is my multitude of words.
Hear me in gentleness, and learn of me in roughness.
I am she who cries out,
and I am cast forth upon the face of the earth.
I prepare the bread and my mind within.
I am the knowledge of my name.
I am the one who cries out,
and I listen.
I appear and [...] walk in [...] seal of my [...].
I am [...] the defense [...].
I am the one who is called Truth
and iniquity [...].
You honor me [...] and you whisper against me.
You who are vanquished, judge them (who vanquish you)
before they give judgment against you,
because the judge and partiality exist in you.
If you are condemned by this one, who will acquit you?
Or, if you are acquitted by him, who will be able to detain you?
For what is inside of you is what is outside of you,
and the one who fashions you on the outside
is the one who shaped the inside of you.
And what you see outside of you, you see inside of you;
it is visible and it is your garment.
Hear me, you hearers
and learn of my words, you who know me.
I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;
I am the speech that cannot be grasped.
I am the name of the sound
and the sound of the name.
I am the sign of the letter
and the designation of the division.
And I [...].
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[...] light [...].
[...] hearers [...] to you
[...] the great power.
And [...] will not move the name.
[...] to the one who created me.
And I will speak his name.
Look then at his words
and all the writings which have been complete

Babylon

Now, she don't mess around.
Weilding everything. Words,
weapons, evoke outlast,
this is no game. and she's a story to tell.

serpent rainbow

Snake is the healer, 

gold tipped fingers, 

running through the

lotus of body, stirring

light. Fountains of it

cell by cell, cycled,

drawing in, exhaling,

ecstatic.

the snakes ascend, spiral.