cobble

Cobbling
9-2-19

Cobbling together under and over weasel
Out of honor he lets you hear his voice
Yea, I still do it to myself with primordial purity
With principal paths and privy plains
And a chance to go back to sleep
Yea, it's too soon
Oneness with a qualified master
Life holds its opportunity
As our grand luminosity dawns
As the new generation taught the fundamentals
And I beg God to deliver me from this
In the consciousness that hesitates in writing my days
And my life returns new as from life to life is a subtle consciousness
For Plantasmagonis automatic
I call it to witness
Hear, O Ismol or Staivtes
In the way we walk......






Makepeate (In Bala)
9-2-19

Starting again to build sandcastles
And I seek deeper riches
This is a hard lesson
As its undoing ones stitches
And my ride today is wounded in this emptiness
Reality and obsolete illusion neon
I fix to have another teaching an old dog new tricks
And counting him another when it comes around to you
And we for the unstoppable control of better karma
As it is in this day in the kale of Kasu and raddish of Rinpoche
And the foremost as to set the recounting among the Buddhist scholars
That still believe in Jesus and our outlandish releasing and letting go
Thrashing about for a fair fix
Cohering to form for stately telepathic tedium.....





On Psalm 84:6
9-2-19

O, strange formation conceived beyond sight
For deadly nicotine
I have a drag with all my might
As the mind reveals this powerful desire
For subtle consciousness
Blow by blow
Arden and Blake
God give them all traveling mercies
As we flail about otherwise compelled to enter again the womb
All for empowerment of the decoded
Hold up the weather just enough for the them to arrive
In our back our works of teams
I still do it to myself
Remembering that you were a slave just as well
In the land you did not work for
That he might instruct you in those six realms
That are real to me
God make their paths straight
Where I'd rather be a doorkeeper....





On First Corinthians 7:5
9-2-19

As to your proof with me in Beowulf and afterwords
God make their paths straight
As such intercession is my only way to serve
Seeking Arcturus afresh for affinity in its association
Our automaton healing of Danish heroes
Make their paths straight under this conscious control of rocking
More than what we might touch or see
Seeking perfect knowledge refined not one another
Unto him in ones spirit in all kinds of visions
Get ready get set and stop
And turn from the thing that is killing you
All rights reserved on another rank and dying to consider
As authorized in the act of relation
Make their paths straight.....