Category Archives: Surreal

Embrace

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Embrace

Gazed deep into your misery:

Something white, cold,

shining, longing to be

clear(er)…longing

to be free.

It was never black, your dark;

Never the black of death despair,

Never too blinding, never,

as I see.

 

Crumbling you, held in me:

My abyss, a whirlpool cradle

carried your absence

more wearily, than

the presence of your trials,

the salt of your tears.

 

I couldn’t see, what was to be.

 

Never too strange to appear

strangers, to the ever-speculating

eye: in unison of mad hearts;

in a flight of minds, minds

wearing out in chains

of amplified awareness.

 

I can be you one day.

I’m in the becoming

of your evolution; never meant

to leave you alone with

your demons: now my demons too;

forces raised from graves

l locked eons ago; presuming

I, the warrior, the mother,

had lulled them into forever slumber.

But, they dug tunnels to you,

to manifest yet again, to me.

 

In this chapter though, there is no fright.

 

Embrace you and our demons, till

they all turn human, till their venom

loses potency, in the womb

of this Reverend Mother.

 

 

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Celestial Transitions

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Celestial Transitions

In the sunlight, there is noise: an unharmonic noise of a turbulence above me, as I am deep into layers, buried beneath pressures that seems to defend me. They defend me as walls, which I am not sure if are choking me further or helping me break the ruthlessness of the storm.

In the dark, there is silence. There is silence of Nothing, a nothing reaching out to me in hope to be seen & felt as something.

In white light dimming drowsily beneath sheets of smoky silk, I am following footprints from a life before.

The light steals me from a self-knowing best achieved in a tranquility of perceived ignorance. In the pain on this ignorance, I may have known myself better. But we have to wait now, for another day to pass; we have to wait a half-life or so, more.

I See

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Escape from an escape, into an escape yet more magnified than the last: And here I am, being in a place which I do not know.
This is what was predicted; this was prophecised in dreams that I forgot when I had waken to the bigger dream of Reality.
It was always grey, it was always grey. Who am I to say I have learned to see!? What I see may not exist the way I see so; or, what I thought I saw may never have existed.
It is what we choose to see, and what we are made to see. Or, what we see and never register in memory; conversely, what we register though we may have never seen so.
Seeing is believing? Not any more. Knowing is believing: And, what I never saw with the ‘naked’ eye of this body of clay, I may know better, having seen with the eye of my Spirit.

Supernova

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Supernova
I, alone as an exploding Supernova,
break into space as
a silent death,
an emerging new light.
You see me from
millions of light years afar,
and I am as bright
as the brightest shining star.
And, nobody but the Creator,
the master of all masters,
is here to share this feeling
in this alone space, with me.
I am light now, basking
in the light of this lightness!