Hashish Hassocks
12-20-19
O very early riser
Of hard coil and skein
All in hashish hassocks
No longer victims of wrath
We do but victor in who we are
For hardwood deciduous and hasp
To yet but grasp for adder and asp
Oxford brought me here
As so we take refuge in morning coffee
Where the doctor calls me and I begin again to hope in the latter
In the Danish "Hurr! Nedat!
On the path of seeing
Return the wide open eye
Agonizing our quiet and faithful
Guide me in the ample of pride.....
Hurr-Nedat
12-20-19
Hank if you are a man
Come back around
If you are mortal
Don't crack as such is a dull rolling
Of a tempest along the blooms of granite rock
In manacles removed still remembering our picnic
For another full moon
O Hurr
O, Nedat
Get this
Give that
In a torrent where it is my passion
Of fashion to just get up and go
Down rivers subterranean flowing alongside other peculiar
As to hasten on seething and effervescent
Walk it O walk and gaze into the stars for inspiration
Baby, not in vain....
Outward Look
12-20-19
Catching a luster by the hands that grasp
Search naive and Peter in that there is no end
Smelling the living spring through the deck as the mediator overcomes four levels
Of coffee grounds in Lindenbrok like a hole in my sock and a pinprick
Strange enough for fiction impenatrable for our torrent's road
Where our town did score calling it a tie
Very joyous early morning coffee and smoke
For all religious austerities perfection proposed on the path
Over the years outwardly.....
Tuesday, March 10, 2020
Monday, March 9, 2020
En Dor
En Dor (Endure)
12-19-19
At En Dor still they wage war
Be prepared for anything
At daybreak I thirst for a little bit of silence
All in deep rooted severance
I saw that one coming from a mile away
At the beginning of the middle latch
Where did that come from, you inquire
Call it banks by the fire in Oreb and Zeeb
Under Rehboam
An intrusion every time I turn around
All for an ephod of gold and a busy signal
Call it a proposition all for this cause as to succor for Succoth
From the ascent of Heres and so my mind works over time
For the observation of omniscience.....
Three Jewell
12-19-19
Call it one taste due to four truths
And another earthquake as nature is discovered all for primordial law
In minds nondual
Don't wander off too far
All in the Sutras
See yourself up close
As well in the Gitas for the body of transformation
And all excellence in the reality of right view
As one of few
I'm telling you
As one travels five paths low
To abstain
Low, not at all
Get to know her
You'll like her.....
Chiquita
12-19-19
Christmas comes like a swift cloud this time around
Soon in need of nourishment all for Chiquita from Guatamala
And Tom Doherty Associates for ones path of accumulation for the masses
And compassionate transgression
It's not too late
O, did it visit me too soon
Where the Spirit never dies
Even when the lady lies
For immense prison of gratitude
Upon my listening ear
In Corinth heroically for a rival and stroke of fortune
Chrystalized where practitioners cultivate themselves......
12-19-19
At En Dor still they wage war
Be prepared for anything
At daybreak I thirst for a little bit of silence
All in deep rooted severance
I saw that one coming from a mile away
At the beginning of the middle latch
Where did that come from, you inquire
Call it banks by the fire in Oreb and Zeeb
Under Rehboam
An intrusion every time I turn around
All for an ephod of gold and a busy signal
Call it a proposition all for this cause as to succor for Succoth
From the ascent of Heres and so my mind works over time
For the observation of omniscience.....
Three Jewell
12-19-19
Call it one taste due to four truths
And another earthquake as nature is discovered all for primordial law
In minds nondual
Don't wander off too far
All in the Sutras
See yourself up close
As well in the Gitas for the body of transformation
And all excellence in the reality of right view
As one of few
I'm telling you
As one travels five paths low
To abstain
Low, not at all
Get to know her
You'll like her.....
Chiquita
12-19-19
Christmas comes like a swift cloud this time around
Soon in need of nourishment all for Chiquita from Guatamala
And Tom Doherty Associates for ones path of accumulation for the masses
And compassionate transgression
It's not too late
O, did it visit me too soon
Where the Spirit never dies
Even when the lady lies
For immense prison of gratitude
Upon my listening ear
In Corinth heroically for a rival and stroke of fortune
Chrystalized where practitioners cultivate themselves......
Sunday, March 8, 2020
wouldn't
I Wouldn't Miss It For The World
12-19-19
Hoping to get things done early
Yea, your time will come
As to call him Southey and look for it
Secured in faith
Don't let the boys in
For our fissure of its kind for successions
Speak up on forever
Hold your peace in all of such things temporal
O, how did you manage but to just cope after the other
I draw nigh alas for to have seen the angel
And I wouldn't miss it for the world
At the basest of all minerals material
Just have cereal as to strengthen the weakness
For our surreal.....
Inextricable
12-19-19
If I bring to you all of my possessions
O, may it be another scribble
As to but yet surmise in wound and thorns of cedar
O, could there be a devil of life much like the angel of death
Let me catch my breath succoring Succoth
May we fly through
Yet to be only me as to want to explain
So that voice whispers again in my left ear
As so the struggle continues as thereby to grow by night
In new ways where some still say
"I have no Christmas Spirit"
On primitive soils
Devil of life, press on.....
Yarmuk
12-19-19
Jesting for Jogbelah underneath
As to call all choirs in on me until then
Call it a winter advisory
It would be wise to get two more hours of rest
Like a mind phone to wander
She saith don't wander off too far
On the river of Yarmuk
A spectator catches that hockey puck
Go Bears likewise
Watch for you know not the hour as to attempt
A good one today still delighting in the bad stuff
Most call it good stuff on the river of Yarmuk.....
12-19-19
Hoping to get things done early
Yea, your time will come
As to call him Southey and look for it
Secured in faith
Don't let the boys in
For our fissure of its kind for successions
Speak up on forever
Hold your peace in all of such things temporal
O, how did you manage but to just cope after the other
I draw nigh alas for to have seen the angel
And I wouldn't miss it for the world
At the basest of all minerals material
Just have cereal as to strengthen the weakness
For our surreal.....
Inextricable
12-19-19
If I bring to you all of my possessions
O, may it be another scribble
As to but yet surmise in wound and thorns of cedar
O, could there be a devil of life much like the angel of death
Let me catch my breath succoring Succoth
May we fly through
Yet to be only me as to want to explain
So that voice whispers again in my left ear
As so the struggle continues as thereby to grow by night
In new ways where some still say
"I have no Christmas Spirit"
On primitive soils
Devil of life, press on.....
Yarmuk
12-19-19
Jesting for Jogbelah underneath
As to call all choirs in on me until then
Call it a winter advisory
It would be wise to get two more hours of rest
Like a mind phone to wander
She saith don't wander off too far
On the river of Yarmuk
A spectator catches that hockey puck
Go Bears likewise
Watch for you know not the hour as to attempt
A good one today still delighting in the bad stuff
Most call it good stuff on the river of Yarmuk.....
Friday, March 6, 2020
reconnoiter
Reconnoitering
12-19-19
All things new to those of faith
In our subteranean design
Call him Legion for we are many
Going to battle with planned Necho
Neato our veto
Still resigning God's call as it seems to swallow
In a planet-sized grave
Art for all that I crave
Twelfth hours elapse
Reconnoitering in the realm of awesome mystery
Clear in plain sight
Here I am, send me
O, let rams plead and be the one to bleed
It would kill me to stay the extra night
As so the struggle continues
Reconnoitering.....
Who Am I? (I Cannot Speak)
12-19-19
Who art I
God knows I cannot speak
Out in the cold
Just to come in where it's warm
As to prepare a wild goat for my occipital fascination in Jenubbaal
Loving my icons now that I'm up and moving about
Faith over fear and love over doubt
Reeling in my Tonglen as I rejoice for another day
O, let Baal plead in an air of incredulity for a second opinion
It was only a label
What could I do but yield
As one to play the field and treat her like a lady
As to reevaluate it.....
Rattle And Roll
12-19-19
All systems check in Jerubbaal
For the murderers' shoe
A type of arranging around the news
Seeming to know God's will albeit Abiezrites in inexplicable labyrinths
Like a movie from the eighties keenly on the watch
On another literary adventure
O, venture out on another dentist day
Where I take my strawberry shakes where the protection
Is still open plead as the sky
And tell it that you had enough
Through the ancient soil
I still make it my own
Through the crust
Though the mangle
Leg to battle.....
12-19-19
All things new to those of faith
In our subteranean design
Call him Legion for we are many
Going to battle with planned Necho
Neato our veto
Still resigning God's call as it seems to swallow
In a planet-sized grave
Art for all that I crave
Twelfth hours elapse
Reconnoitering in the realm of awesome mystery
Clear in plain sight
Here I am, send me
O, let rams plead and be the one to bleed
It would kill me to stay the extra night
As so the struggle continues
Reconnoitering.....
Who Am I? (I Cannot Speak)
12-19-19
Who art I
God knows I cannot speak
Out in the cold
Just to come in where it's warm
As to prepare a wild goat for my occipital fascination in Jenubbaal
Loving my icons now that I'm up and moving about
Faith over fear and love over doubt
Reeling in my Tonglen as I rejoice for another day
O, let Baal plead in an air of incredulity for a second opinion
It was only a label
What could I do but yield
As one to play the field and treat her like a lady
As to reevaluate it.....
Rattle And Roll
12-19-19
All systems check in Jerubbaal
For the murderers' shoe
A type of arranging around the news
Seeming to know God's will albeit Abiezrites in inexplicable labyrinths
Like a movie from the eighties keenly on the watch
On another literary adventure
O, venture out on another dentist day
Where I take my strawberry shakes where the protection
Is still open plead as the sky
And tell it that you had enough
Through the ancient soil
I still make it my own
Through the crust
Though the mangle
Leg to battle.....
Thursday, March 5, 2020
sad songs
Happy And Sad Songs
12-19-19
Until I, Jay Man arose
Ground hate froze for righteous acts by the brief history of Meggido
One more night of good slumber as pencils break their points
Just as it is to kill for in gifts from the sea
All to shew for not to grow more for sharp flints
Of Spirit a new attitude of gratitude yet immobilized
And another mess to clean up
Madness also for the history of mutual silence
In Bodh land one vow to just let it go
Radishing out clean in a lordly bowl ....
Far From Desiring
12-19-19
God knows my heart
In that it's insane
Quite an idiotic expression for spiritual blindness
Keen just to press onward
Go today while you still can
Appointment or not such is still but divine
Thus let all of your friends live again
O, hard and heavy
Bright all for great resolves of heart
I declare thou art
For the rock of the Cooper
There I said enough
Hear too full to speak
In times when I ought to have been taking notes
He falls as we stand still
Where I cannot distinguish
It from that...
12-19-19
Until I, Jay Man arose
Ground hate froze for righteous acts by the brief history of Meggido
One more night of good slumber as pencils break their points
Just as it is to kill for in gifts from the sea
All to shew for not to grow more for sharp flints
Of Spirit a new attitude of gratitude yet immobilized
And another mess to clean up
Madness also for the history of mutual silence
In Bodh land one vow to just let it go
Radishing out clean in a lordly bowl ....
Far From Desiring
12-19-19
God knows my heart
In that it's insane
Quite an idiotic expression for spiritual blindness
Keen just to press onward
Go today while you still can
Appointment or not such is still but divine
Thus let all of your friends live again
O, hard and heavy
Bright all for great resolves of heart
I declare thou art
For the rock of the Cooper
There I said enough
Hear too full to speak
In times when I ought to have been taking notes
He falls as we stand still
Where I cannot distinguish
It from that...
apparatus
Ruhmhora Apparatus
12-18-19
For great teachings of the heart
How do I apply this to life
Even the greatest of scholars inquire of rest in illusion
Of the pleasure behind bloodshot eyes
Wouldn't lose sleep over it for the torrent of Kishken
Something to attend to caving tomes
One just in time for nothing at all
Zero to the power of fifteen
In daily devotions a perfect gift
From the Father of lights
Something to keep you busy for awhile
God keep up the gladness for the orchid of time and space
It's all poetry to me calling our for the encore....
In Direct Horizons As Barley
12-19-19
For the process of materialization
And more chicken scratch
As babes we desire the sincere milk of the world
To wash down the meat all in Ruhkorf
On the corner of society's square
Time to get on with it to illuminate a universe
Gold and silver shine in directions horizontal
It's going to be a good day even as stubble and straw and wood day
Well, well so much the better you rise early like Tibetans
As my work has been sung
What else is there to see in that they want you to give something up....
Give Today Half A Chance
12-19-19
Give today half a chance and just go
No other way to go about it
In our same blind desperation sometimes paralyzed with fatigue
No time to tell my story here
Let's stick together and never mind the cold weather as to awake refreshed
Just go
There is no other choice
Where the gallery's divided
Owning Salmites and prided
Call it a balance beam or say it's just another dream vine
Awakening positively
Things are not what they seem
No "I" in team....
Galleries Divided
12-19-19
Savior O so I call
Herd behavior for architecture of light on my wall
Arrive at the heart of the way soon into oblivion
Where the galleries are divided and I lose my head again
In the where and when but O, how
As to selvage the selvedge
Crazy what it could have been
Mingling away on the rest of my soft pretzel
Where devotions are limited to just this
In four degree wind chill factor
Overloading my own circuits
It's late yet way too soon hammering out possible answers.....
12-18-19
For great teachings of the heart
How do I apply this to life
Even the greatest of scholars inquire of rest in illusion
Of the pleasure behind bloodshot eyes
Wouldn't lose sleep over it for the torrent of Kishken
Something to attend to caving tomes
One just in time for nothing at all
Zero to the power of fifteen
In daily devotions a perfect gift
From the Father of lights
Something to keep you busy for awhile
God keep up the gladness for the orchid of time and space
It's all poetry to me calling our for the encore....
In Direct Horizons As Barley
12-19-19
For the process of materialization
And more chicken scratch
As babes we desire the sincere milk of the world
To wash down the meat all in Ruhkorf
On the corner of society's square
Time to get on with it to illuminate a universe
Gold and silver shine in directions horizontal
It's going to be a good day even as stubble and straw and wood day
Well, well so much the better you rise early like Tibetans
As my work has been sung
What else is there to see in that they want you to give something up....
Give Today Half A Chance
12-19-19
Give today half a chance and just go
No other way to go about it
In our same blind desperation sometimes paralyzed with fatigue
No time to tell my story here
Let's stick together and never mind the cold weather as to awake refreshed
Just go
There is no other choice
Where the gallery's divided
Owning Salmites and prided
Call it a balance beam or say it's just another dream vine
Awakening positively
Things are not what they seem
No "I" in team....
Galleries Divided
12-19-19
Savior O so I call
Herd behavior for architecture of light on my wall
Arrive at the heart of the way soon into oblivion
Where the galleries are divided and I lose my head again
In the where and when but O, how
As to selvage the selvedge
Crazy what it could have been
Mingling away on the rest of my soft pretzel
Where devotions are limited to just this
In four degree wind chill factor
Overloading my own circuits
It's late yet way too soon hammering out possible answers.....
Sunday, March 1, 2020
Meroz
Bless Meroz
12-18-19
Curing inhabitants bitterly
Yet to bless them sweetly
Where He sank there and rose up again alive again
For another new pen by the guide's ground
Kings come and fight as to remain on ships
She brings out cream in a lordly bowl
For the plunder of garments and battles fought
Here in Aramageddon
O, bless Meroz for the warmth on his trail
Of dyed embroideries
Rifles in their cases kept to declare peace
May I borrow your time?
I suppose you don't want it back
In Tantrach as Issachar.....
Just Turning The Page
12-18-19
By the noise of archers
He was singing for me until I gain control again
Or another long day and great searchings of the heart
Yes, you start willingly with the people
Bless the Lord
How do I know if it is a lie
For mist to doze
God help me to keep up
The machines do most of the work
For the rich to proceed
And some days I have too much
God see me through for the torrents of Kishon
Now I do not realize what I've done for Apocalypse upheaval
There He sank....
12-18-19
Curing inhabitants bitterly
Yet to bless them sweetly
Where He sank there and rose up again alive again
For another new pen by the guide's ground
Kings come and fight as to remain on ships
She brings out cream in a lordly bowl
For the plunder of garments and battles fought
Here in Aramageddon
O, bless Meroz for the warmth on his trail
Of dyed embroideries
Rifles in their cases kept to declare peace
May I borrow your time?
I suppose you don't want it back
In Tantrach as Issachar.....
Just Turning The Page
12-18-19
By the noise of archers
He was singing for me until I gain control again
Or another long day and great searchings of the heart
Yes, you start willingly with the people
Bless the Lord
How do I know if it is a lie
For mist to doze
God help me to keep up
The machines do most of the work
For the rich to proceed
And some days I have too much
God see me through for the torrents of Kishon
Now I do not realize what I've done for Apocalypse upheaval
There He sank....
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