in dream thought

we wonder the same

and work on the real stuff

though it may feel confusion

there are no belief limitations

all out behaviour

sex drugs reading

are playing as if one could adjust

a factor of connectivity

turn up familyness

to feel safe for immediacy

yet if it feels that right

if you are aware of everything

it is hard

to get a wrong feeling

about something

you should trust

you are a dot in a field

fields

but once you realize

that

you begin to see + and -

connectivity

speed within a plane

different angles

shaking your head vigorously

might change your frequency

you see through things for they

are small outside time

as are you

like we're all

in this weird construct

trapped in it

you are creating this all

around you

once you see that your heart is the center

and you go down into that

into the spark of the heart muscle

you also go into dna

all your ancestors are there

for you are an impression forever

on code if you have children,

and indirectly, through your behaviour,

others and your own

your own decisions in the past

have created the code

which you experience

now but you connect to everything

through dna

and they all sit in my room

in my head and listen

when you are in the presence of another

dog or person

it confirms your belief

that your reality is real

all this talk about what is real

why write

why teach? entertainment?

leaving a path to get back

if one would ever

i experienced all my eyes

 a wonder

mother and dad working together

making it easy to work within me

whatever law pattern telling you not to ___

is the last hurdle

you don't

 it would be the reversal of love

but you could and then you begin to read code

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the serpent is the Form

you are the monkey

the myth persists

your reality

for 80 revolutions

a cord with a head

attached

to the back of your mind

like earth to a plant

unknowing unloving

mechanical to a T

why the eyes

signal the back

the skin patch

at dark

do we return

outside the trip

ourselves real

dreaming of puppets

noone to call

a kid with imagination

liquid mind telling the story

or

you do not inhabit

the body in sleep

the body chooses

your exit

switching inside

why surprise

when things missing

reappear

two

life personality

spreading infinite

laughing painting

praise without ego

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

still 

 

 

 

the lure of fixating abstractions

is freedom from the body

requiring for service of

the metaposition

the apparent need for

elimination of alternatives

and a fixation with objects

upon possession

and yes the ego is an insect

and I am a good reptile

but the unity within me

has to overcome all assumptions

conditions and beliefs

underlying every assumption

is that we are awake

that waking is the alternative

rather than a limitation

of the interface of matter & symbol

and unity only

has to be beheld

to be expressed

that is the tough one

and then what to do

I am the Word

does not imply meaning

the Truth

the Way

these are the values

of the peoples

the constants

of the Universes

as are you

and I

now

fences by capital

140  NSA  profiles

the new currency

is ingenuous

even if possible

through the filter

the jinn

nothings free

even illusory community

but the future

full access

you had in the past

have

now

the fed and q e

may be just the lever

to keep down unrest

at any cost

even of money

but the new currency

will be digital anyway

or is

passed

we lay like lions

lazing with friends

under trees on rugs

with women

but at night

we are chaired

 

should mind exist

us and others

are the only agreed

media to matter when

in fact its connected everywhere

a predicament

and if they take dna

from the ugliest part of you

they can remake you

to the nail

all this recording of us

foldered in heavy metal

will be the only option

or termination

and we will rush for it

its delights

its fakiry

a matrix of numbers

alternating zero

in eternal purgation

with a plug

thereby gaining some escape

a paladin Mynster

stopped and bent his mare

a crowd from the street gathered

a piper, a maid

he wrote,

a war between a religion of the rich

versus a code of the strong

I am the fruit man

its of the season

and always ripe

but it cuts to your belly

among of which

pupal suaves

the pizdrool has been pulled up

bred and battered

for a dillon a dollar

because if we don't have the demand

we don't need the servants

as the moment arrives

its a wild's kitten, my dear

jj

a book of nights

the galaxy is within

same as the galaxy without

and your bridge is just a room

and your chair

is rented, licensed

and belted

I labeled it earth

I don't think I was smarterer than

or more knowledgeable

I am more knowledgeable about my own self

which is perhaps the only reliable possibility

of probabilities I've got

typin to the notes of a raga

with forty instruments of percussion

jackoac might have felt that comparison

between the trumpet and the typewriter

the keypad and the flesh

Fkesh

it is the next frontier

biology is absolute

culture is your relative

and a prison

with jeweled windows

step out

there is no odour

step out of what you can

every day

it will exponentiate

do it comfortable

until comfort no longer matters

step out

live

and now so do I

dancer

its a white world

course ridley
made them white






 

 

compass glass whistlin

sails tight mast aching

seas of waves

a touch within the code

calling you to ground

growth stalk leaf

the animal cant fight

cant write

still whistle tho

skip then gaze

feel hair on the wind

light on the cells

and the streams

in  the last shot

a quantum on break

a rub of english

sight blurred in the south

limbs from the North

heart fast

theres a room where they wont bite you

the insect brain the reptile has you by the throat

reflections you weave from smokes

mirrors you lose at cognition

and the rock rotates

grinding and aiming

for your outside lane

and your pedals move

the bar is broken

you'll never make speed

but try anyway

if not for the straw games

you could lay with the dog

straw and rain

 

but if you step out of

your species' learned pattern

senses change, values

necessarily your soul

but in perception

you become aware of everything

and the way the world is

you know there is a

reality universe everything eater

and its just beginning

and you know there is something

you're not supposed to do

something like madness

loss of direction

and if you do

it will be the end of a con

only you will hear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

what to decide

what is growth

what does one learn

is the infant the body

what are we

an organizing pattern

of behaviour only

part self aware

ignorant of the whole

on repeat

we have followed astray

lapsed, shiny hollusions

universal yet insular

of our own ideation

that have windows

called music and art

and roofs like religion

so is not the door

yourself, the most certain

and chances are

when you get there

it knows

where to go

the pharoahs

didn't show their faces on their masks

they showed their souls for eternity

the proof they were human

their faces sneeze

could not show

and be god

79 took no picture of me

if a man can die by reading books

that is the mask of my radicalism

one of the essential

rarely reached peaks

of a human is deciding

if there is no explanation

for anything

it follows

there is no reason

for any particular explanation

except choice

and its limit

the future's

accidental data wash

removes choice

for eternity

it is possible always

you will cease so you do

if not already

or ever

datum

quanta

point

field.

this Self is never born, nor does it die, nor did anything spring from it.

This Ancient one is unborn, eternal,everlasting.

It is not even slain even though the body is slain.

revelation manifest

one frame of reference

we are mud pushing mud

on a dark heated rock in the middle

of EVERYWHERE

leaving the planet

means at best a new species

or dna thrown upward into chaos

JFK Fitzgerald responds

or we have a new species

smarter than whole flora

and fauna of prior organ(ism)s

which has extra angle

we do not

weaknesses, obvious strengths

but its adaptability

and ours

will make the difference

if any

the upanishads are a manual

set down by a fire

to the user of an operating system

which is becoming yours

your collective

the collective ignored

is telling you this is dangerous

but lies are deceiving your will

your days are as real

as your decisions and just as unstable

you cannot explain either

and find no answer from anyone

so you descend

species

parents

wills:

abilities:

term:

value:  $

it is not that I claim to be certain for you

but I must be certain for me

certainty being a delusion

a choice

cept after cept

the systemic push

is no to every line

may be a background program

to facilitate signal travel

writing as if the world were a computer

creating data

electric memory

m'rning walk thoughts

if you can read a book by two ways

as if a different person(s)

you can do it with life

so if a new voice speaks

how certain that it is you

like most categories

systems as a member

I think we are

severely imprisoned

so imprisoned that if true

all of us in unity

could not defeat

awareness of this

is their value humor?

perhaps you chose this life

your independent behaviour pattern

looked into a hole

and saw your life

and chose it as an experiment

signing up again

that would explain everything

amusement and loss of memory

totems make money on that

value pre arranged

in a data contest you lose

that is what you have entered

a novelty Hell

infinite circles

paradise squared

with a fall

but birds make do