Showing posts with label From memes to mermaids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label From memes to mermaids. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Monday, September 17, 2007

Poetry - Robert Anton Wilson




Dove sta memora

You have not snared her,                                
She's in my pulse,                                  
    Eye sees only                                           
Brain conceives
                                                
Brain knows more
                                       
Brain can scan
               
Scarecrow Death:              

My heart, my breath.
Local hardware;

Nonlocal software;

Than eye can see:

Eternity.



Saturday, July 07, 2007

Bey's Poetic Terrorism

"WEIRD DANCING IN ALL-NIGHT computer-banking lobbies. Unauthorized pyrotechnic displays. Land-art, earth-works as bizarre alien artifacts strewn in State Parks. Burglarize houses but instead of stealing, leave Poetic-Terrorist objects. Kidnap someone & make them happy. Pick someone at random & convince them they're the heir to an enormous, useless & amazing fortune--say 5000 square miles of Antarctica, or an aging circus elephant, or an orphanage in Bombay, or a collection of alchemical mss. Later they will come to realize that for a few moments they believed in something extraordinary, & will perhaps be driven as a result to seek out some more intense mode of existence.

Bolt up brass commemorative plaques in places (public or private) where you have experienced a revelation or had a particularly fulfilling sexual experience, etc.

Go naked for a sign.

Organize a strike in your school or workplace on the grounds that it does not satisfy your need for indolence & spiritual beauty.

Grafitti-art loaned some grace to ugly subways & rigid public momuments--PT-art can also be created for public places: poems scrawled in courthouse lavatories, small fetishes abandoned in parks & restaurants, xerox-art under windshield-wipers of parked cars, Big Character Slogans pasted on playground walls, anonymous letters mailed to random or chosen recipients (mail fraud), pirate radio transmissions, wet cement...

The audience reaction or aesthetic-shock produced by PT ought to be at least as strong as the emotion of terror-- powerful disgust, sexual arousal, superstitious awe, sudden intuitive breakthrough, dada-esque angst--no matter whether the PT is aimed at one person or many, no matter whether it is "signed" or anonymous, if it does not change someone's life (aside from the artist) it fails.

PT is an act in a Theater of Cruelty which has no stage, no rows of seats, no tickets & no walls. In order to work at all, PT must categorically be divorced from all conventional structures for art consumption (galleries, publications, media). Even the guerilla Situationist tactics of street theater are perhaps too well known & expected now.

An exquisite seduction carried out not only in the cause of mutual satisfaction but also as a conscious act in a deliberately beautiful life--may be the ultimate PT. The PTerrorist behaves like a confidence-trickster whose aim is not money but CHANGE.

Don't do PT for other artists, do it for people who will not realize (at least for a few moments) that what you have done is art. Avoid recognizable art-categories, avoid politics, don't stick around to argue, don't be sentimental; be ruthless, take risks, vandalize only what must be defaced, do something children will remember all their lives--but don't be spontaneous unless the PT Muse has possessed you."

"Dress up. Leave a false name. Be legendary. The best PT is against the law, but don't get caught. Art as crime; crime as art."



Monday, May 21, 2007

river eyes quote on mirror sun


Instead of the usual hypothesis that seeing implies a one-way process, consider it implies a two-way process. At the same time that light enters the eyes, the images and the perceptions are projected outside into the world around us. What we perceive are mental constructs, which imply the interpretative activity of our mind. But while we have images in our mind, this images are also outside our organism. If they exist both inside the mind and outside the body, the mind must extend outside the body. Our mind extends itself and touches all that we see. If we look at far away stars,our mind extends through astronomical distances until it touches their celestial bodies. Subject and object undoubtedly mix. Through what we perceive, what surrounds us enters us, but we also extend ourselves outside into the environment. -Rupert Sheldrake

(for a more extensive look at Mr. Sheldrakes experiments on "The Sense Of Being Stared At" check sheldrake.org)


...consider seeing as a double-flux embedded on as crystal feedback... we transform raw frequencies of light into coherent color images that we play on our brains, but we also transform raw reality by re-emitting the light of the images we have formed, thus re-producing the tone and qualia of our perceptions on to nature... in this way realty is constructed by a sort of ping-pong between the light of the sun and the eyes which work as an open mirror... this could help explain why paradigmatic views have such a determinant effect over reality: why people who share certain conditions perceive the world around very much the same and why people who do not share those conditions but participate in another world-mindframe (a sort of visionary tradition that inhabits the world through repetition) perceive the physical world so differently... and most importantly, that by looking at the world we transform it, we ingrain on it the soft radiance of our thoughts and paint the sky,
as the ancients used to say:
the eye is the sun, the sun: the eye

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Spring


.
.
.
Sound the flute!

Now it's mute!
Bird's delight,
Day and night,
Nightingale,
In the dale,
Lark in sky,
Merrily,
Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year.

Little boy,
Full of joy;
Little girl,
Sweet and small;
Cock does crow,
So do you;
Merry voice,
Infant noise;
Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.

Little lamb,
Here I am;
Come and lick
My white neck;
Let me pull
Your soft wool;
Let me kiss
Your soft face;
Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year।
.
.
W Blake

Sunday, November 05, 2006

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Brion Gysin

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Flourishing of a collective soul, it is said to be…
I just want to live in a pyramid way, life as s3Δ3s)(like occult masters have whistled)(-------------------------------------------
Really (reality of possibilities),
I don´t want no more plasma awareness, (nothing personal), ---------------------------------just wishing kind of planetary-poetry existence
- psiscience -

And where is the natura, at Uranus?
I´ll make some holes in my habitus.
Mountains make me cry –(unreasonable sincerity),
some silence(shhh) lessons, --- they never leave without a trace ----
Como guerrero que cultiva un espejo de maiz
(cornskin-maizpíritu, my spirit)
The context is no context, just click the belly.

(((Read the sacred letters:
androgynous geometry and textual kindness of a celt chimeney, )))
The soul architect seems like a bone serpent,
Kundal spinning into so much symbols,
(Mucha drawing secret girls)
Its like an oddisey to El Cairo, (save a bit of goat milk inside your closet)
(Odysseus did)

Idle words should stay at salty corners – (life as cliche can kill all vital mistery)
Between the Machu Pichuu´s and the Sillicon Valley´s shamans (digitaliza las hebras… amamanta el-la Mandala)).

And hey Eno, why don´t you play some nice vibes while we grow wild. (Kind of maternal mood: electric one)
Some crazy, some say lazy,
Caress the parallel existence, your hands wide open to eveningIshtar, --------------- as a digital virgin ----------
Skies are duplicating your feet (2¿2),
invoque a mental parade… drop it, find Mercurie´s nest,


AWAKE THE LOTUS

(eLe elegante
ELiphas)

-------------RIVER RIDE THE RIVER-ON-ME


Weave dear Prudence´s laughter (and then there´s loco´s bubblegum)
(he shall give birth to his own Belorofont (maybe unicorn) ------------ alex, al (chemy) ex, exHale alchemy alex -3- Hg –4-).
embrace planets, gift a glance to the dice twins (chaos cute babies)
001free0010binary11001genetics011
--- (images-silver-feathers)

(the swan is on its ventral way,
it is unstoppable)
… we´ll surf threw new unkingdoms,
sons and daughters of the mystical flower!!!


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A (the) Mother (sacred), in need of warriors (quantic ones)





Invitación alakash (party in Alaska, the dj is an iceberg, sweet technopale melodies, ice in my eyes, hey guys!, frozen furniture for everyone!!!!!!)
Sincronías del maiz (indigo roots) (beyond any binary state)

Ride the river…
Ride the raven…

Because rivers and ravens are writtable creatures,
“… and if you know the words that the world is made of…”
lenguaje allowing realities, codification of escenaries
(thank you writtable creatures)
blueblack infinite,
teaching, invoquing sky´s highlights,

Master Riley´s rainbow
Soft loop as curved air
En infinito no hay debilidades ( there´ll be no fruitcake (nor mysticism) for those who fear)
Weakness in fractal is only an anti-myth (stops producing realities)
mhmm, you´ll sure meet him.
Should never underestimate its presence, but also remember that the name of fear, is not that of awareness.

(but, master, where is my loop-ticket to sky?)
That´s bullshit my son. YOU ARE the loop-ticket)
: Ok
((((((((((((((((((((((((((accept the responsability)

And so Gaia needs to hear, again, the echoes of Quetzal-coan-atl,
(maybe wind´s predilect son (or is it father?)
that help sostain the 4 candles (one giving light to every cardinal point)
gather for planetary breaths (hada.inhala.hada),
renew mythical foundations
and, son, don´t talk to much…

MAKE IT HAPPEN
(easy happy face) (hoy por ti-mañana por ti)

…………………… Gaia-bonita-Gaia)


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Dr. Albert Hoffman´s Birthday


The 11:11 family, strange loops parade (pyramid pi-llama) and flying bikes, (who knows not that smiling green sun gyring like a wheel, candy silverine in your mouth?) REPORTS: DR.Albert Hoffman the proud father of L.S.D. (his problem child, our mystic joy) turned 100 years old last wednesday, 1-11, we apologize to the cyberethereal Sunyata kids and cool cats who follow the glow of the lysergic molecule for our spectral godspeed -delayed in Napoleonic satori- we were probably forever, spliff and windmill giant butterfly fishing, Dr. Gonzo and firefly River lobbed us. Still we celebrate the birthday of the great swiss inventor (swiss means peace), who first synthetized L.S.D. more than sixty years ago. In honor of Grandpa Hoffy we name this day the day of l.s.d in all of the galaxy (Utopus Urantia):

liquid sky designs
lucy in the sky with diamonds
el es divino
el es distinto
el es dionisio
libelula sincronica dinamizada
luz de sirius deliriums
luz
de
silencios
divinos
(lizard
silent
dreams)
lazy
suns
droll
lady
siouxy
daze
lay
soft
dough
laser
skirt
door
lobe super
scan
dog
los angeles
son
dosis
lama
sathya
deva

to be continued....

THE RIVER WISHES FOR 2006

In a spirit of entelechy dreamcreation -sending (chaotician control) remote IBIS birds into the wells of decision, of karma, of Anubis, and of Akash- we have come up with a list or prayer (inverse thunder) a sort of moving crystalball of words and prophecy: quantum voodoo thoughts thrown at the temple of the future: at ourselves, breaking the mirror opening the sea walking over water floating in the air; to see the future as an extension of ourselves, spaceship of our vortex-plexus, violet ectoplasm of our will, protean prosthesis Kronenberg (mountain of time) timemachine, psychedelic clay -chemical kindergarden-, smiling faster-than-light cat, the stellae of our mescaline breath blowing deers in the wind, to tread the path before
as we join our dreambeings and go beyond….

So be it: glossolalia incantation reef: 2006
Year of the Dog
Sirius be with us. (Wizard and Brightest Star let us ride the Eye in the Sky into the I-inside
from the silver surfer and the swan
to the center of the galaxy, whirl oz through)

We ask the Three Wise Men (Orion’s Belt) to show us the spiral path and the sci-fi tech, to take our wishes far and fast and fly with them into the womb of creation in Gaia’s blue liquid room. So the hummingbird hits the bull’s-eye and nests in the holographic lotus, quick in the silver blood of sap, eversurprised at “the deeper you go the wider it gets” infinite glow of the sorcerers door , golden ladder of ayahuasca, magic mezzanine, jaguar-mouth, into the axis tree, rosa mundi, final fantasy where the seven silver sisters dream geneticfields for us to be. And to enter their dreams, subtle seas weaved, and to wake in there dreams gnostically (like cobraforce release, Kundalini kids). We ask you, Wizards of Trinity, for your charms, your gold, your incense (in-séance), the gestalt constellation of your alchemy; the marriage of fire and water: soft fire, childhood fountains, Atlantis, liquid light, dolphinwine, love of the dog and the rats -white blazing wing of Blake-, love of the god (dess) and the stars, in excess and transparence, palace walls cleansed, perception whizz jazz symphfinite, the world as it is:
one.

We ask you also for other gifts, kind of anecdotic, playful spiders, into the galactic-all pharmacy, under the counter hydrophonia Thoth´s grail
todunidos por la hermandad holotrópica y el sonido futuro
del agua del brujo y l´aguja del demiurgo.

We ask like children in tropical fever, faithful, that we see unicorns
purple poppies, everpopping in the salad, in the mandala, near the swimming pool, as I drink elixir with you (which means exit the wheel of suffering, Buddha vodka and tangerine tree).

Unity in chaos (tragos cruzados, in-lackech brindis, balamquetzal, en el tapete del Nintendo volar, mandelbrotar del primer mar mermaidmermelade wildest fandango).

Unity in thought (in a silence kind of way, crows telepathic twilight entangles, rhizome of arms, roots, mandrake blasts, crossfiring synaptic bonanza baraka: the deepest crystal resonance).

Unity in fight (or flight, of the first Osiris, (again) against our own witchcraft, matrix boomerangs -psystembuster subtle dance behind the dragon’s eyes, near the palmtrees, unnoticed, ninja gazelle with the queen’s jewels in his mind, metalinguistic juggling of sliding doors, cocktail at hand, diving into the sea of Fermi, free).

We ask O Baltazar
For things to change
color the streets are white, the sun is green (naranja azul, la poesía) electric kauyumari, sunset soup, my feet leave fruits in the ground, jellyfish and maíz, in the sky rains avocado, and everybody is a quetzal as they wake (Kafka too), to stare at the girl with rainbow eyes -jade river-, first thing you do, shake dreams from your hair(ololiuqui weeds), choose the day, the day´s divinity.

We ask for sneakers to the moon, Jordan-air meets Mercury, sandals of wind, blow near us golden comb, Echo. Or Arabian cloudy carpets, nierika spacelifts, candy wings.

Hey Helium Elysium BALLOON

We ask to know (the song) WHO ARE YOU WHO ARE YOU?
me mingled with the mink of Ishtar soham.

That we learn to use the embedded wisdom (sewn thunderlight)of mirrors and all kinds of crystals. Phillipus Aurorus has one that is a sword or even a phone electricum magicum that, as Donnie Darko knows, is everwhere, in the holostardust. So I send my emberdreamquartz to the lapislazuli girl who is the stone I am the stone lapis philosophorum phosphorescent sperm in Holopolis.

That (for kicks for music muscaria) Mozart´s indigo blooms, learn to use protools, and quantum base Logic, so d.n.a sounds great, and orphic resonance reigns as cosmogenesis draws (DAWNS) near.

That we all learn from our multiverse fronts to make holograms. Meeting without moving teleonimic Aleph´s, Indra pearls, our nagual streams, Through art we are. Through all we act.

That the butterfly screams at the ear of the sleeping beauty diamond snow, melting sun at her ear, lifting and giving light the secret of Ishtar-Aztlan.

That the river finds its phoenix, nestling on the surface, inhaling cascades and pumadust, flapping its wings as Stravinsky pulls the chords and fire ignites water, seventh seal. We all jump holoceanically into turquoise bliss.

That the mirror becomes a river; the river a sea.
That we all see through the looking-glass what Alice saw in the stars.

Thank thee Alcyione Allisone.

“ Voices from the edge : FAIRY TOUGHTS AND SMOKY MIRRORS” (part I)

Andogina luminae.
Constelación-Camino en azufre y mercurio, patrón reflejado con naturaleza tatuaje.
Vi un cielo tatuado en un planeta… over and over. Así fue mapeado…
Disuelve Tehuti, disuelve-nostrum
Entre las piernas de gaia, el pajaro Ibis anida…
El tres veces grande (net architect)
Configura los espejos sobre la tabla verde fractal: son trece superficies, una al final de cada surco, 13 surcos en el útero de la tierra.

As is above… so is below.


Mente cristal: entrimigestada
Conciencia quetzal: crea recipientes de luz: lux perpetua
Amentis diamante ---------- (pray-mantis) rezemos)
mente endiamantada, mente como diamante, y sí, puede cortarse.
… ! encuarzemosnos! Enmagika
Seven Sin Souls, NOTHING IS BEYOND UNITY todo queda en ethereo registro………………………………………… …………………………………………………………….some kind of akashic feelings
In my dream, i shared some stardust with someone… todos somos David Bowie.
Your mission: take Hawai corporeity from things, add some spirit to the body.

Uno ojo de oro puede iniciar caminos de magia, como al alejandrojodorovsky.
melodia: “espejo akashico, regresame a atlántida, espejo lunoso, encuentra mi ombligo…”De pronto, radio destruido, bien sabes que la mermelada de memoria jamás dejará de escucharse, orinas los restos del artefacto (fáctico orinable) y sales confiado a caminar, sabes que nunca esta solo… a cada paso un planeta recien configurado, en unos cien años según Sheldrake, le creo, … la conciencia humana como unidad hololúdica.

“future aint is what it used to be”…….
always that everchanging glance
I wanna live in Notre Dame forever, may I father?
… Quizá sea hora de comenzar a desleer los textos ¡”···$%&%%/)(¿¿¿*^¨Ñ_:;
in search of transforming the heavenly mirror tattoo.


enus V

some say silence is the K

Some say silence is the key word and Ouroborus our secret.
Search for truth (which its purest form unites with an also precious lie)
maybe inside uterus (holostardust) unlimited matrix

Take a visit to your VENTRAL WINDMILL (como tierra humeda).
Remember the hologram´s skin reflects all vital sounds.

Sometimes amorphous,
sometimes melancholic…
hey crystal lady: why don’t we share some info?


And so wisdom has its own color beneath the mermaids skin… it kindly follows the fractal chorus…
and the why? .. it has no answers my child…
... Apparently, naïve melodies could scream you to death


Catch the ghost in the rye - unique expressions
silver swan has also bluevelvet eyes, ((the real magic of parallel existence))

Vanishing “house of the rising sun”
Solstice body, sewing skies (why could it be?)

A drop of conciousness inside every iris? (we could all love the game)


Dream a web
Weave a dream
silence highway



silenceshhh

V
7
V

BIRD: BIRTH:WORD


IF THE WORLD IS CODE WE CAN HACK IT....

so Terence speaks in Palenque´s psylocibin drift...
monkie holoballoo, sara-wato sage, THEY go out of their limits, for days, looking
for stale fruit... just to intoxicate, catch a glimpse of otherworldness...

so Terenece says in the african grasslands of the Great Horned Goddess, language became... holy cowshit.. milenniums dust, energy, spores, the passenger spoke...

Everytime I see a mushroomcloud i know... novelty, concrescensce...
I can read d Escathon
(skid the sky or die) heaven is the mansion inside the mustardseed
THERE IS MORE ENERGY IN A CUBIC METER OF VOID THAN IN THE WHOLE UNIVERSE
a thousand buddhas whirling in the dust
Sunyata secret roar
cock of gold (el amanecer) "el mar de testiculos de oro" dice Haroldo
let the waves say the word that is sex with the air
Ehecatl
coatl copulate with the invisble Flaming Lip
speak
now quantum warrior

bird of the underworld
bird in the motherboard
bird buried in the void (jeweled bird)

fly and say (ceiba syllables)

“… and if you know the words that the world is made of…”
Vitriol Crane paraphrase : you can play
"reality is whatever you can get away with.."
the game break into the(chaosmic)egg
lotus lotery: you can win Padmes plenty
Lot´s wife -lux et voluptas-
(know the patterns, know the waves)
but something better hides

"beyond the binary state"
we should go where paradox leads oz
"the way that can be spoken of is not the Way"
the tao that can be taoed is not the...

irreolute in nothingness i stand to decipher the language of the stars
(which always reveal my name) astrolabios se leen
no puedo salir de la red
cuyo nombre es Espejo de Hermes
para leer hay que dejarse caer, en la sangre amarilla,
en el foton fetal, ¿que dice la placenta ourobhorica?
el universo se quiere autodevorar, el fenix incendiar-
beso la cola del quetzal.

O el lenguaje de las aves, fina escritura eólica:

Thoth saw them flying and grabbed a feather and drew
as following a telegraphic mirror-like intuition,
the words: Hiburu, the bird:light.

in the screen of clouds
in the byblos of sky
birds write as they ride "ride the raven
together 's... blueblack infinite"
system of signs, their flight
is collective mind mirror´s dance

Know that text secret reader (hermenauta)
-birds-hieroglyphs- river -ibis- in aether
the reification of spirit
silence (the door out of the text)
(the glow in the paradox)
time stops like in a movie
where the character steps out of himself
to contemplate the end

What is out there?
but a bigger bird(th?)
body that contains it (qbit), the isness of the otherness,
Jung said "the UFO is the mirrour of our soul"
Borges "una esfera (tornasol) cuyo centro está en todas partes
y su circunferencia en ninguna".

O greater bird (i think of a malayan tiger called undeath,
of Ezekiel´s burning spacecraft)
Eagle of Energy (as Castaneda leaped into the abyss, falling, a radiant
eagle davoured him) we feather you (iridescent infinty)
we fade into you. We remain?
in abstarct flight, in the holosyntactical sentence,
constellated, logosbreath.
Disembodied meme, livin only in the link of the web,
is it the same?

como afuera, adentro

esmeralda en mi pecho sin cuerpo
"boy the void is bright"
Bohm, vacuum, Bohr azor
go, intrauterus Beyoncie
born from quantumfoam
i go deeper than my cells
where you ask
if i utter the word: i am the world

un águila en la falda de Guadalupe
in the abyss-me of she
abismismo
el fondo de coral luminoso
las estrellas en el polvo

inmenso animal: el silencio cósmico
(boca)
utter us
alpha virgin aleph

Inner melodies I


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Sirens crawling, deep inside my ears…
but, do they really exist?, i mean, my ears, are they real? … And what the fuck am I?
Answer:
maybe = universe

I am a sound, you know,,,,,,,,,,, we all are, crawling siren sounds.
And that’s why I don’t believe in Yoko
… she sound’s like a building. ((Dark Dakota could be crying at this instant…. ))



IntRo in search of cultural amnesia


??? ?
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??? ?


let there be at least, seven models, breathes, for everything, Hagakure-Wilson.

Metaprogramming an octave of energy



evolutionary wave,
- ride it,
- im trying,
- Do it. -------------------------------------(future’s architecture)

“life as we know it” … quite smaller than we think, it is the concept that punishes us,
faces, we know it
releasing your senses towards happening
spaces, who follows?

(try fonetic realities)

why?,
wise
why? the white sounds,
wild

It is a gift, you know, it is the Infinite Heart Cinema


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mantra from riveron lands

a riverous chant:
from forms to mirrors


river ride the river on
awakening mantra (soft and golden)
river ride the river on
crow lays on ludic ground
river ride the river on
trinity unity, one to three symbols
river ride the river on
heartly toughts
river ride the river on
belly's jelly growing tenderly
river ride the river on
a school class in Efeso on St. Paul’s day
river ride the river on
Anu’s daughter has a secret garden
river ride the river on
Castor, Polux, and us, con al-cohol árabe en lemuria
river ride the river on
ego sum qui sum (collective starship)
river ride the river on
ma(gic)ke it happen
river ride the river on
dragon verdevora sol
river ride the river on
liquid paradox, sincere tear
river ride the river on
glimmering wisdom (breakfast at Zion)
river ride the river on
femenine planetary courage,
river ride the river on
shakti -acting- visual freedom
river ride the river on
777, as androgynous sinchronicity
river ride the river on
holohappenings' party
river ride the river on
...
river forever ride forever the river on

HOLOWEEN girl of river (treat)!!!



(quetzal-river-phoenix)

todosomos
quetzales fenix rivers







Happy Holoween!!!
she said,
out of the blue flaming bush, sufi
whirling and dj eyescream
with her vinyl silver nail
sending me into vortex swivelling sendero-
girl name Tao pascua robin violet-
riverran down the rabbithole
past Adam and Neo
-garden of Prosperine-
tea with Lao
candle lake,
spinning cups-
the King is death....

spinning haze (low-lit)a purple air
golden apples of the sun
(silver of the moon)
lets go to the woods
to play with spooks...

Holoween by day...
Hamlet's pale-self
infinite space
in a crack-up
caramel or shell.
RADIOELECTRIC
waves in the willow
catkins floating elves
Einsteins scary hair, lee
whitelectric snowflake scratch
fractal superape perry
scary spaceship
zombie cat from outer space
waking finnegans girl
talking trees
i learned telepathy
from the bees
hanging from (chillin))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
the wheel zodiac synth Isis
Madame Bla Bla bats key tunafish tune attuned aware
sound that dear astral bell.

Yeats masked circus animals march
botargas platonicas, linternas
de cuevas plutonicas
sirenas de neon, antrompomorficas
piedras, estalactitas, el arpa,
la cuerda y el dragón.
G&%%what do you want to be
boing the guanabana siriuscolibri
in the center of suns voy
where alchemy is forged
heavier elements are born
from androgynous hydrogen
to solar rain femenine silver
and silicon Valley of Dolls
and pills a moonpill for me
please Inana, give me
white chocolate dancing skills
aquelarre in Tarkovsky beach
vanilla fire and r&b.

Its Holoween!!!
girl of grass
hologram eyes
softly passed
flashing me...

We play hide-and-seek
while still asleep,
suddenly in the crystal forest,
Mononoke.
monks and mummies
confusing monads,
Leibnitz.
¿somos holones o no?
hologoblins germlins
in the jelly of Alcyone.
Shimmering in the east
pumpkin in the sky
(give me my candy treat)
Alex Gray jaws chakrahorse
orange(sun)crush driving force
sound of laughter
quick, now, ever...
and she´s in the lilactree
wicca wicca
burning koala
eyes of Lemuria
arrow of the little-god
finds me.

Very Hallow Holo Hi
very hallow holo hi
girls pass bye
say-sailing the blazing breeze
bye and bye
so many as the leafs
and all the same
with costumes
priestess wedding
the heavens to the ground:
colibrijaguar
koalacoatl
weaselhuitzilin
axolotuswan
gummybearquetzal
crowlynx
riverphoenix

holothrough
holo-we
holo-youel

Invitation. from riveronmirror to Mr. Yeats' riversoul



hey mr. yeats, would you come to the river on lands and show us 64 bits of .M. ?

(whiskyghost corner)




SCINTILLA ANIMAE

from old have followed the road of light.

Rhea's tail, skinny cow,
Coatlicue's wrath
ribbon of Ishtar
and the sevensisters
hanging around in balconies
maiden-like and made of quartz
holy in ivory
throwing signs
in the suns wind
winged whispers
winnowing maps
that tattoo-you-blue
Azul tatuaje de la alta imagen,
Semejanza del cisne
Where moons surprise us
as written withe knife of night
“ the only truth that cannot be tomized
is light, the only naked body,
the Sword inside the Stone”,
and nude star (como la nieve)
in the window flash.

So to say we are the Thirteenth Tribe
Like the balam, and the lemuria,
who follow the baktun into the Mouth,
rain in the thighs of the Jade-Jaguar,
jaderain in the jaguars blood-jar-
is to say we follow the river high,
stoned to the base, entranced rose,
spots on the skin stars of the fur,
La escritura de dios, el tigre invisible,
where gently -¡River in the Sky!-
flows our way, through the same body
of a mirror’s multiple symmetry

espejo de obsidiana
etznab mutabens
multiple maia
Nile mirror
whitesand fertile
spermatozooe
Zeus´s stallion.
Starlion
Sphinx
Scorpio
Signs for children
looking for mother
Alacran en mi sueño
sobre tu ombligo
descendente
como Marte
la roja cicatriz
por siempre
la espada en mi mente.
Madre de la luz
claraboya
Araña inmensa
Sombrero de Merlín.
Mother
KALI
calls
gardensoft
voice
strong
volcano
lotus.
Gaiabove
love
boat
Isis
has
our linga
gold.
Children hold
to the serpent belt
or sudden photon belt
phoetus salamanders
turn into fire
in mothers dress
blue pink and green
Guadalupe´s sea

because we love vortices
we love vortices
vorticism lovers

matrix delivers us
spinning inside carrousels sweeping
light
chimeras candyflip
hair blazing like nebulae (:beatlejuice bijoux)
body compressed jettisoned
spirit silver bullet butterfly
looking into the nest
spiral eagle
eager to rest
forever mother forever motherme
close your eye with us inside
whiteholeus (your ears mermaidshell)
dream lotus let us know the dream
that dreams us
dream the dream
as the spider is the web.


Follow the whitebrick road

Wizard in the desert

Crocodile opens the mirrormouth
eats the Nile
CHILDREN kings
looking for the nipple
behind the veil hail geyser
Queen Electra
Sister Alzion
spurr the milky splendor
the greatest flood
that turns crows white
and blood into gold
crowns us-
with the invisible light
of the flying door
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! !
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graphics and biology

Graphics and Biology,
life as an unlimited design.
Holography
Narrative notions of a He-story, (biographical whisper)

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Aether architecture, as a she,
a she who is in silence
------------- ridingriverouswaves, giveaway everything,

galactic glimmering gates,
(como suerte en azul-ojera)
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mystics inside a Budweiser can, prophetic dust and jeans.
(some say Waco played an anti-paradise role)
David´s star????
Spielberg’s new masterpiece???
(((Found a bit of cowboy’s venom in his pocket:

smells candy-CIA))
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hackakashhackakashhackakashhack-

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… el venado en el viento, (bienvienevientovenado) –“spirittales”— one after the one… and then another,
yesterday, tatewari y un tatuaje (piel panteista--- as Alice in Ultraland).
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God, and how is the owl wise and frozen?
- because of his chrysanthemum soul (speaking in ehécatl language).
auricus octopus and a winter horizon
(he’s reading the new fragmented literae -----
...and welcomes you to it ---
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is that what you call kaleidoscope’s science???)
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Eris-iris, in cotton-swamps you rest, D
Somehow dissolving my limits.
(Not sweeter than my Soror, but in so a silky way)
Hoy hay dioscuria en Lemuria, singing seed songs,
toloache-free party, no datura for the children, better to follow the talisman lady.
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Yesterday i dreamed with this Scottish pagan festival, where half of me was conceived around 20 years ago.
Some celt seeds sparkling, 7th aurora borealis, auricae woods marking maternal rhythms. (like the chant of the siren-druids)
I noticed the moon’s silver warmness, delightfully encounter in the eternal belly -----0------ auricae ----------------- the gold is finally amorphous (hikuri stars… el venado sabe su camino).
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Me inside a versaladder (of verse and versality, a stairway),
surrounded by fractals, corals and spider man, saw some words written: “for sure code breaks”… and then:
Zig Zag blacKkk
… I slept for 27 pieces of Luna. I woke up lying in front of a crawling crystal river. He was speaking of some ethereal-geometry road.
“This road, he said, sure takes to Chartres labyrinth. Walk it, surf it, and then, when you get there, you shall meditate an image of the Fairies flower”…
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The dust shall witness the flesh, over and over, till it un-becomes
Lou, the one who grew up in a small town (hippie anonymous small town), knows this.
Nico, femme fatal, didn’t.
Andy Drella, maybe did.

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part 1...

deliria in realitas fatua (sorry for the retching, and the sermon sperm spam) had to

the mupPETbabies (Is Nanny LUCIFER?
higher than sequoia in L.A. Starwood,
higher, skyscraping Babel, burning tron-
her ankles –she took venusfire first burned
the ocean, the seashell cradle song cop-
are higher than our scratching hands-
nanojiraffes velcro trees-
chalk chalk, hissing the wall,
silver nail in her ankle: root of crow)))


((((((( ))))))))))))))))))))))
(((((oh look the Cocaine Monster is in the roof
in the room in the red white book
boom the broom of the redlight
takes you eats you and you
know not whats true))))))))))))))))


THE muppetbabies- they have murdered reality
orangeblack static – Tuttankammon gun
voodoobolt over Napoleon’s chakra sun-
memory boiling in the pond-
Goat rejoicing in the pool.
Mummies revolt.
The newspapers ash- tundra flash: cyberia
is white fire- up for grabs! the Cableguy
fights the Mosad to generate
a widespread viral dream,
sexsixpoint star, vital screen,
Pan’s playground, Circe’s siren,
it seams It seams it seams it seams
it seam it seams it seams
everybody eats the fake forbidden fruit
(fruitcake microwave win the sin)
and casts itself on the cosmic tv
warholy wormholy electric king
nice teeth orgasm layered happy happy happy
ive fucked Alice, done buisness withe aliens
(gray gay gay its all game) b om b timetech cock
got a hold of the elixir’s nothingness
Burroughs uncaged bird boxing bonzai flower
NOTHING IS SACRED everything is square-
lady your light debauched– de-lighted
crow feasting –milky thighs- wounded womb-
winnadigo- theophagia- serpentskirt:
the sky colonnized, the moon’s dark towers,
sending signal eclipse, egodeadly waves
your own face (eraserhead) mirror
you like “in his likeness uncreate”
terror spinningarden gravy candy
the sauce, the beautiful vampire,
the flying Faust, the empire,
he smiles (you smile), he winks
“and He came with a winged army,
riding the clouds to deliver
a frozen dummy, a snowman,
a white image”
the Secret, worthless.

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THEY HAVE MURDERED REALITY
EVERYBODY EATS THE KING’S BODY

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so they think crows will grow crowns
and they will rule wild over their wings

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kiss anarchy kiss the mirror
splintering boomerang knives
kiss the clown sleeping with the queen
kiss the screen of your dreams
jestering eternity
now is king
reality eclipse your lips
moonburned projections embrace
the strangling attractor: piggylotus

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nanny gave me the strangest soup
datura darkest inoxia
the thorn of the rose the holocaust
the soap opera o.d. table
anesthesia anathema




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