So which of one of yoU is tHe pOet?

To occlude the celestials
to worship the bestials

Is not the ultimate truth
Nor doth it provoke festivals.

Sayeth he the Psalmist

"You are the morning sun
the animals greet you:

EVERY ONE

They know you Oh God

And I am your sugarbun,

Please dig to find me

under sands weighing ton."

The twins and pillars

Boaz and Joachim

WTF does it mean?

Two guardians of some place
truth smacking you in the face

Won't someone step forward
to assess the human race?

These humans read Koran, Genesis
other clan plans

But of loveliness without words

we are all a fan, man

I am a fanatic like Samson
or [name removed] the bold

The thing that entices me

is in our world, cruelly sold.

LHASA de Sela is THE poET. She has the power to absolve the King of his misdeed. She intellectually understands the pattern of nature, and is the inventor of love. Her words will stand the test of endurance, and forever shall she remain honoured.

No idea WTF you are talkin about but if you can write prose in this "poetry" thread then you might not be wasting everyone's fuckin time.

stroking your beard plunging into an ocean of affliction
Detach and you will have the right to sail these seas

rerite/write history to adhere to some agenda that promotes rootless values, is the seed of destruction. lol

ROOTLESS?

Fuck that shit, I know roots.

A kiss on the cheek 335

Wise being challenged
Find two living beings
One gratitude embodied
Other ingratitude seen
Scratching of heads
What to do
Enemies all jeering
When cleverness bloomed
A beautiful daughter
Tiptoed on up
Whispering in ears
The bright idea struck
Pushed to the front
Brother in-law bubba
A dog named gris gris
This was the offering
What's this a joke
Trying to tick it off
Hold on a minute
See what's up
Brother in law bubba you see
Noboby is ingrateful as he
No matter how well he's treated
A stranger he will always be
Personification of ingratitude
Unlike gris gris
Who is constant and loyal
An will never leave
The dog embodied gratitude
No better companion
Even if beaten
Your always the master
Be rid of this bubba in law
He really sucks
Hold on for a moment
We are all a bubba to someone

BEE SEEN embodying gratitude

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The king curses vehemently at the state of affairs he finds himself in then leans back in his throne and sighs towards the ceiling of his throne room. A near silent plea for help.

That ancient ceiling in its full wisdom chooses to remain silent.

Fin

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6 hex is spells black ids; calls and rings, satur9 brings us time & space the grape is divine; the helix unwinds just to continue to climb and through a tomb str8 out of the womBman who gave me for grave me, I'm totally yours.

7th heaven, 7 days, 7 colors, 7 octaves. 7 11, september is 9, yet 8 is to late, quit nw, why YHVH 26 hesitate

Is your heart restless ?

Listening to Lhasa de Sela is never a waste of time. Her voice is the purity of thought itself. She travelled farther than you ever will, saw more places, met more souls who have suffered this life. She is the great composer who could lay your mind to rest, or bring to your attention all the things you have left behind in a former existence. It really shows how considerate some people can be, you know.

is it frolicking in the wickedness of this place....

Is your heart without rest?
Then indeed shall you be blest.
Aye, verily, may it beat without surcease
So long as life has breath...
.
.
.

Alass
Neither tall nor a hero
Time will sort it

One must consider
What would make a pattern
Of pulsed information
Both meaningful and aesthetic
On more than one level

And then one must swiftly disregard everything they think they know.

Yoda: "You must unlearn what you have learned."

Luke: "Oh, you mean the all encompassing gigantic abhorrent lie you and your pal told me, to use me to accomplish your goals with me as your dupe? Oh yes I think I know what you mean!"

[floats self off Dagobah using Force]

The thing with shit, is its sticky.

You Throw it around and follow the smell.

As far as I'm concerned voyeurs are as bad as the stalkers.

high school reunion 32

People's thoughts don't make
Status Of Self
Keeping the esteem of others
A bondage of the world
What is thought of self
Is what one creates
In the hands of another
Ends up the wrong way
That voice in heads
Inner intuitive intelligence
Never compromise integrity
Regardless the consequences
Guess I can't do better
Behave above a level of understanding
My bad for assuming
I should of behaved better
Christ refused responsibility
Those refusing the message
Others mistakes aren't yours
No robbing of the learning process
Arrive upon awakening
Desiring to share discovery
Various stages of receptivity
Pearl of great price discovered
Trying not to give more
Than can be given in the moment
Throw a ball at the wall
It bounces back to strike you
Incomprehensible truth
Creates a hostile environment
Receptive people establish radiance
Unlike anything on the planet

BEE SEEN radiating

Vbd

All matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration.
We are all one fragmented consciousness, experiencing itself subjectively;
there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream,
and we are the imagination & memory of ourselves.

There are some nice work of poems and minute to minute interpretation in this thread.

Lucifer indeed, kinda asks to be bottomed by goodness, which

always is on top.

Another set of cowards.

Comment away on what is wrong but never assist on what is right.

Is it fun for you and your buddies?

If I see someone needing assistance, I don't pull up a chair and watch them struggle, I offer assistance.

I hope you feel ahame, it will be the only thing that is real coming from any of you.

Too scared to interact on a real level, just mock belittle and put down, I would drag you scumbags in to an ally and open you up like a tin of beans, you are all brave while safe behind a screen.

there is the origin
then the layers of interface
language of man and machine
before an apparent display

what would it feel like
this hesitancy of fingers
on a keyboard or a screen
directed by a singular mind
reading and revising within itself
independent of helpful algorithmiasma
or
the rapid selection from an array
suggested from initial input
saved in a memory
device or cloud
self or other
or
copy pasta
in an entangled heap of elsewhere
a virtual explosion of paths
sometimes unnoted

broken down and reassembled
this pattern of a particular rhythm
herded along paths in a landscape
almost incomprehensible
nested finally in quotes
does it come through intact
and still of itself
if you are the machine?

you ok?

How much nature is pulled out before something
Comes unnatural