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al>KEM<ical prose....
Spilt before as sOunD iNtO VisIOn....
with a sLy pRecisiON fIND gOld in tHe dUst
dIamonDs in ThE coAl
find the liGht Of the HuMan sOUl
and lIft iT
shiFt iT
ReDefinE the lAngUage Of the SpirIt.....
ReDesiGn OuR cUltural PermEatiOn
(so we can)
ReAlign our EnerGetic cOnFiguRation
and wItneSS the CelebrAion
of eAch RisinG sUn's Shadow
CAsting PyramidS iN thE SandS of Dreams.........
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frag.i.pan.i. tiwilght
"essential oils, a really good blend, like music, involves the art of time, it is the evolution of the plant spirits which illuminates a powerful scent..." ~the wizard
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In varying degrees we are all Inner Space travelers.
In our dreams while sleeping we go sometimes to worlds unknown to us otherwise,and our bodies in dreams are not neccesarily the same as our bodies when awake.There are also, for many, vivd daydreams that overwhelm and replace, for a time, the normal reality...
However, expect for extreme cases, the reality consesus allows for those sorts of deviations and takes little notcie of them. It is deviations that threaten in some way the consesus, the accord about what is real, the accepted understandings of cause and effect, and beliefs about human capabilities-
those are the aspects of Inner space described in these tales..........excerpt from Swimming Where Madmen Drown
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I wish I could speak like music.
I wish I could put the swaying splendor
Of the fields into words
So that you could hold Truth
Against your body
And dance.
I am trying the best I can
With this crude brush, the tongue,
To cover you with light.
I wish I could speak like divine music.
I want to give you the sublime rhythms
of this earth and the sky's limbs.
As they joyously spin and surrender,
Surrender
Against God's luminous breath.
Hafiz wants you to hold me
against your precious Body
And dance,
Dance.
~Hafiz
