How romantic 💐❤️🩹🥰
Trenchtown Rock
Who’s that girl?
The void, or The Abyss, is not empty of substance but full of primordial darkness that wills a priori—as the source of creation—from the primordial slime which makes mountains tremble and bow down in an adept adoration. The man who realizes this shall walk as the gods. Nature shall beckon to his indecipherable call—the call of Cthulhu—the All-Knowing Watcher and maker of dreams. So mote it be!”
“I am your fairy tale. Your dream. Your wishes and desires, and I am your thirst and your hunger and your food and your drink.”
Unknown
I’m waiting….
Zap me baby boy-girl
The Musings of Queen Cleopatra Dabic-Kotromanic
January is gone,
Thirty one crossed out days since The Fall,
Thirty one stakes,
Thirty one heartbreaks,
Thirty broken dreams and
One unrelenting Scream; Fate seals her dream with a war-torn Freeze;
She withholds the key, then disappears.
"Now which way to go? There are far too many doors!
I hear a voice, and there's a vision,
Oh my God, I see an apparition!" Familiar, trustworthy, he takes me in his arms,
"You, my Starchild, are the only One." A magpie blows his trumpet,
A choir begins the chorus,
"Winter snapping smashing skulls, now try speaking in unison, while the queen bee basks at bay, we shall not come out to play! A Winter blanket shall spread, and summer's grasses shall be dead! The curse will be only be reversed--when your Queen reigns as Head!"
Sally the Salamander*
congratulations i said to you
on the day i saw you last
we got diplomas
our parents' proud faces shone
shiny diamonds in a bamboozled
crowd
our wine glasses clicked
empty promises were made
and we toasted to our futures
while eating salmon steaks on Ohio.
those were the days of old when
talk turned out to be expensive but
visions sold on street corners for cheap
we were looking for water then i think
the first time i saw you we were
discussing the situation of that homeless girl
who gave me her furniture as a gift
some kind of healer she turned out be
that Sally the Salamander.
then
you went and stole the sadness from inside
the heart of that indian girl you met
on the bus when you left for Texas
you begged with your sympathy and she spilled her secrets
too naive to understand your mathematical ingenuity
she screamed rape ruined your reputation as a shrink
did you ever get caught for that or did she retract?
maybe that job you took in Houston will make you think
since then
a cold look taints your baby blue eyes
turned red from the ambivilent atonements
you make when you prostrate as a result
of the charges she slapped against you
woke up to find you doing geometry on her back
searching for a sign on her body like
some kind of oracle looking for something special
she screamed when she saw your calculations could be correct
nowadays you shall be waiting
while Sally finishes with her drag queen lover
then you can have your turn to fly
with Sally the Salamander.
for now you
hide from Sally the Salamder
when you fall
you make a spatter of yourself
on the concrete street.
*Salamander is in reference to Octavio Paz's poem entitled Salamander
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The Rise of the Dragonbear
Bon jour

The Scarlet Concubine
Her skin like a pearl
Lightning strikes are her two eyes
Scent of summer-girl
Prince Priest goes astray
Entering through secret doors
Her milk is the way

Sin palabras
La luna 🌓 Roja saluda
Su voz trae sentimientos perdidos debajo Del Mar
Cierro mis ojos para escuchar
Las palabras estrellas suspendidas
Se vuelven a lugares familiares donde me tocaste por la primera vez
Mis manos vacíos en el espacio entre nos
Me he perdido en este oscuro
No abro mis ojos solo escucho la luna roja
La Luna Roja que habla sin palabras
Rojo el mar llorando mi cuenta
De la luna que habla sin palabras
La luna que llora lágrimas rojas

Language and understanding is mathematical in nature.

Word of the day: icchā meaning “energy of will” in Sanskrit, the indo-European mother tongue.
#roots
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