zondag 21 december 2014

an ocean existence

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                   the mysterious cloud
                   the nourishing cloud
                   where calm returns to calm

                   eyes that never lied look at now
                   ears that never lied listen to here

                   what rhymes disappears to the backside of existence
                   fashion lies with the convenience of time
                   time clocks like a hungry hen

                   the mysterious cloud
                   the clear cloud

                   the cloud the cloud the cloud the cloud
                   may be populated by reptiles



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                   the rider on the horse
                   pants along with the horse

                   no speed fabulous enough
                   to make up for the lead, that the past has

                   model lives can be ordered through the internet
                   but are rarely (never) intact when they reach your home


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                                      let us lie in the rainbow
                                      robbed of coarseness
                                      robbed of speed
let the robber bury his treasures
where the scum of the earth mingles
with the scum of the ocean

oh newborn, so vulnerable



     II  
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                   who is dearest to me, i could not remember what her name was
                   who is dearest to me, i did not know where to find her

                   i bumped (and bounced) into humanity
                   how to dress? whom or which agency to contact?
                   in my sleep sleep tried to seduce me
                   i had to fight not to give in

                   more and more time passed since i last had her near me
                   and as time passed
                   the distance increased, that separated me from her 
                   and the space increased, in which she might be 

                   there was not a moment of inattention in which she disappeared
                   there was a hole; i could not make contact with a reality in which she still was
                   i could not remember how she looked
                   i was not sure whether i was still referring to her or to a successor who had replaced her by now
                   i could not remember what her name was
                   i did not know where to find her
                   i did not know if she had ever been


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                   when the moon trips over
                   quits the race and surrenders
                   surrenders
                   to the spontaneous desire to kiss the sun
                   feel the colors

                   they exchange
                   inimitable melodies surround them
                   nourishing floods
                   refresh
                   reclean

                                      as i leave to you what is yours
                                      you leave to me what is mine
                                      yours, the moon and the sun kissing each other
                                      mine, the company of mosquitoes, mice and ants


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                   proficiency in computable modules
                   everything on the table in perfect order

                                      your eyes are steadfast, they look, they see
                                      your eyes, the eyes that never lied
                                      your eyes, the eyes that never deceived me
                                      the swirling pools
                                      the darkest

                   my eyes linger and wander, a second
                   before my eyelids deprive them of outer sight

                                      i see you standing, i see you standing
                                      broad-shouldered and narrow at the waist
                                      rock slow vibrations protect your cosmic integrity
                                      the void moves through colors

                   i must go further back
                   to when the sun was still frankly and nakedly occupying the sky
                   when my eyes were still frankly and nakedly looking and seeing
                   before there were only their sockets for them to find tranquility in 
                   this was after they had become two-dimensional
                   could barely tolerate any light
                   and under the hair my scalp had settled in a tormenting frown

                                      should i just have followed you in that dream?
                                      from the distance of the years that have elapsed since then
                                      it amazes me that i did not
                                      i am going to try
                                      expect me
                                      welcome me
                                      be my guide
                                      like everywhere we go

                   i must go further back
                   to when the sun was still frankly and nakedly kissing the moon
                                      yes gorgeous supreme
                                      i rebreathe that moment
                                      with my arms around your broad shoulders
                                      and my cheek on your head
                                      i am going to sink along with you
                                      through the coldest water layers


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                   to the pristine bottom
                   where my gorgeous supreme is my guide,
                   beloved predecessor; as i know her, i recognize her
                   she follows the transparent color catcher
                   i follow her

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where entities shiningly materialize
                   when they are touched by time

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where everyone understands each other
                   and maintains each other without abstinence

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where a name is a song 
                   that sounds when it wants to be sung

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where mirrors are unknown

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where eyes have in them every dream ever dreamed 
                   and propagate them in the form of flowers, tiny as one millionth of a tear

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where the cosmic plan and the individual plan are one

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where the void is full – fully vibrating
                   no visual clues – fully vibrating
                   no auditory clues – fully vibrating

                   to the pristine bottom
                   where there are no bits and pieces
                   when there is sadness – sadness complete
                   when there is joy – joy complete

                   o at the bottom of this ocean the water can be ablaze

                   at the bottom of the ocean
                   arriving is coming home – to never get lost again

                   at the bottom of the ocean
                   the weight that is yours keeps you grounded
                   and in complete openness, you are completely embedded in your individuality

                   at the bottom of the ocean
                   you bring along your destination
                   to enrich the universe
                   incomparable wealth
                   for everyone all
                   from everyone all
                   with everyone all



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                                      archery star archery star
                                      every arrow you shoot is a hit
                                      perforates the walls of the spaces known to me
                                      creates vistas at unsuspected realities

                                      archery star archery star
                                      no matter how you shoot your arrows
                                      they remain connected to the tree
                                      as does the bow
                                      they remain the branches
                                      that make the tree the tree that the tree is

                   you could imagine it as a big empty hall
                   illuminated by the light of countless candles that remain out of sight –
                   would you want to make a visual translation in cultural terms
                   of the complex of vibrations 
                   that make this reality into this reality
                   that make this preborn existence into this preborn existence
                   that makes this water existence into this water existence

                   at the bottom of an ocean
                   where ocher just as easily occurs to you as violet bathed in candlelight
                   where ocher just as easily occurs to you as a sound that tastes like heather honey
                   caressing your tongue with the wing beats of hundreds of bees
                   gathered to delight the visitor
                   to replace your outdated desires with fresh wishes

                   a womb world 
                   where no condition is a duplicate of any of the other conditions
                   where size and volume and weight fall outside the measurements with which is measured –
                   would you want to make a mathematical diagram in cultural terms
                   of the complex of interrelationships
                   that makes this water existence into this water existence
                   that make this bottom of an ocean into the bottom of this ocean

                   womb world womb world
                   no matter how you give birth to your children
                   they remain connected to the ocean
                   they remain the droplets
                   that make this water existence into this water existence
                   that make this ocean into this ocean



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                   travel with me who travels with her
                   the silence transports
                   the silence that rain is, the silence that wind is, the silence that snow is
                   the silence that stars are
                   the silence that birds are, the silence that flowers are
                   the silence that grass is

                                      i see you go, i see you go
                                      your eyes open, they look at me
                                      you clear the road, you are the road
                                      the road is free, the journey is real

                   we pass through the tunnel of the sources
                   the sources are in a festive mood
                   every source laughs in its own way
                   i will remember the tunnel of the sources
                   as the tunnel of the smiling harmony

                   we pass through the tunnel of the metaphors
                   a coil formed by flutterers
                   who are risingly and divingly playing antics with such a speed that our speed dissolves in it
                   i will remember the tunnel of the metaphors
                   as the tunnel of the fluttering standstill

                   we pass through the tunnel of the crowds
                   we are enveloped by what in a forest is happening beneath the soil surface
                   the smells intoxicate me and lift us up and let us fall and lift us up and let us fall
                   i will remember the tunnel of the crowds
                   as the tunnel of the intoxicating covenant

                   we pass through the tunnel of the pleas
                   the chill that comes from the mouth paralyzes me
                   she checks what is keeping me and, proficient as she is to read me before i am written, she changes the course
                   i will remember the tunnel of the pleas
                   as the tunnel of the decreasing temperature

                   we pass through the tunnel of the avalanches
                   she surprises me with expressions that i have not previously noticed from her
                   i can only guess what it is that enraptures her so
                   which does not prevent me from filling up with her pleasure
                   i will remember the tunnel of the avalanches
                   as the tunnel of the virtuosic ecstasy

                   we pass through the tunnel of the filters
                   the filters are supervised by the choir of the unborn
                   the choir judges by ear 
                   everything that pleases the choir is stored in the filters and what does not please the choir is filtered out
                   i will remember the tunnel of the filters
                   as the tunnel of the bubbling water song

                   we pass through the tunnel of the insects
                   of this tunnel, the building blocks are the insects and their systems
                   in which the irregularities are as crucial as the regularities
                   we are neither welcome nor undesired
                   i will remember the tunnel of the insects
                   as the tunnel of the lucid activity

                   we pass through the tunnel of the curls
                   where all the curls gather that humans and animals leave unused 
                   their eternal vitality is the food reservoir of the vegetation of the jungles
                   i will remember the tunnel of the curls
                   as the tunnel of the vibrant softness

                   we pass through the tunnel of the breath
                   the transparent color catcher is no longer transparent and perceivable even by me
                   not that i manage to record straight away all the nuances that are being passed on
                   and therefore it is comforting to feel how my nerves glow, how my muscles glow, how my blood glows
                   i will remember the tunnel of the breath
                   as the tunnel of the lush warmth

                   we pass through the tunnel of the horizons
                   with wading arms and wading legs i keep following her
                   i enjoy the many temptations;
                   at the right time for me, i will find them all in her
                   i will remember the tunnel of the horizons
                   as the tunnel of the deepening peace

                   we pass through the tunnel of the rumbling rocks
                   for the rumbling rocks the rotation of the sun is not the default;
                   their time has a covenant with another planet
                   an overwhelming privilege is bestowed on me when in passing a rock gives me her smile
                   i will remember the tunnel of the rumbling rocks
                   as the tunnel of the cleansing relativity

                   we pass through the tunnel of the wolf teeth
                   o the attentive dedication with which the sniffer snouts perform their exploration dance
                   may i be proud that we – she as well as i – pass the confidence test without any commotion?
                   as the lightest snowflakes the teeth whirl 
                   i will remember the tunnel of the wolf teeth
                   as the tunnel of the tender kisses

                   we pass through the tunnel of the caressing hands
                   right after we enter the tunnel of the caressing hands
                   the message comes through that this is the last tunnel we will pass
                   this is paradise, the porch of the destination
                   i dissolve in me
                   me dissolves in her
                   her dissolves in it
                   it dissolves in the bottom of the ocean
                   where the non-recall is complete



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                                      thank you gorgeous supreme
                                      you, the pulse in my blood
                                      you, the adventure in my muscles
                                      you, the calm in my nerves

                                      i see you standing, i see you standing
                                      broad-shouldered and narrow at the waist
                                      i see you standing, i see you standing
                                      your eyes open, they look at me

                                      your eyes the eyes that are the source from which vital energies copiously flow
                   the source which is the heir and the manager of the secrets that cannot be unlocked
                   the source on which the winds feast; the north winds, the east winds, the south winds and the west winds
                   the source on which my meta senses feast

                                      your eyes the eyes that alternately silently hear the metaphors and animatedly interrogate them
                   the metaphors in the scientific discourse
                   the metaphors in the theological treatise
                   the metaphors in the journalistic reportage
                   the metaphors in the autobiographical report

                                      your eyes the eyes in which the crowds put their trust
                   the satisfied crowds and the dissatisfied crowds
                   the crowds in the caves, the crowds on the steppes, the crowds in the cities, the crowds on the beaches

                                      your eyes the eyes that saw the avalanches of the germs
                                      they saw how violence transformed the germs
                                      they saw the excesses that were necessary
                   destruction was incited
                   rivers were diverted
                   storms abated
                   mornings broke open

                                      your eyes the eyes that do without filters
                   the black filters
                   the blue filters
                   the red filters
                   the yellow filters
                   the white filters
                                      they are capable of seeing the beauty of every expression 
                                      they are capable of seeing the significance of every event 
                                      they are capable of seeing the unborn and the born in one

                                      your eyes the eyes in which the memories of the insects have their shelter
                   in return for which they shine their luster
                   the flying insects, the swimming insects, the crawling insects, the leaping insects
                   the black insects, the blue insect, the red insects, the yellow insects, the white insects

                                      your eyes the eyes that in one glance can summarize the contents 
                                      the contents of all the magical formulas with which the curls are filled 
                   the whispering curls
                   that countless times 
                   can make me repeat 
                   as new 
                   the same song

                                      your eyes the eyes that are the breath
                   the breath of arrival, the breath of departure, the breath of the communicating word
                   the breath in the fire, the breath in the water, the breath in the earth, the breath in the air

                                      your eyes the eyes that know the horizons from before their beginnings until after their endings
                   the horizons which float past
                   the horizons which shift mutually
                   the motionless horizons
                   the pregnant horizons

                                      your eyes the eyes that enjoy the protection of the rumbling rocks
                                      in all the galaxies where they are revered presences
                   the registered rumbling rocks and the unregistered rumbling rocks
                   the registered galaxies and the unregistered galaxies 

                                      your eyes the eyes that can distinguish every wolf tooth that ever materialized
                   the round, the pointed, the short, the long
                   the wide, the narrow, the sharp, the blunt
                   the unblemished, the broken

                                      your eyes the eyes that are the caressing hands from which vital energies copiously flow 
                                      the looking eyes
                                      the seeing eyes
                                      they look at me, they see me; smiling harmony
                                      they look at me, they see me; fluttering standstill
                                      they look at me, they see me; intoxicating covenant
                                      they look at me, they see me; virtuosic ecstasy
                                      they look at me, they see me; bubbling water song
                                      they look at me, they see me; lucid activity
                                      they look at me, they see me; vibrant softness
                                      they look at me, they see me; lush warmth
                                      they look at me, they see me; deepening peace
                                      they look at me, they see me; cleansing relativity
                                      they look at me, they see me; tender kisses

                                      your eyes the eyes that never deceived me
                                      the eyes that caress caress caress caress caress caress caress me
                                      i dissolve in me
                                      me dissolves in you
                                      you dissolve in it
                                      it dissolves in the bottom of an ocean
                                      where the non-recall is complete


                   11
                   now everything is open
                   the time, the space, the image, the sound, the order
                   the smell, the connections, the affinities

                   the story has been enacted and included in
                   the time, the space, the image, the sound, the order
                   the smell, the connections, the affinities

                   the story has lost all weight
                   has become delightful light

                                      i dissolve in you
                                      you dissolve in me
                                      we dissolve in each other
                                      each day
                                      each night
                                      each year
                                      and the following year
                                      the year dissolves in it
                                      we dissolve in it
                                      it dissolves
                                      where the wind begins
                                      where the wind ends

                   where the wind begins
                   where the wind ends
                   the story begins
                   the story ends

                   the break is final
                   i go forward without income
                   without emergency
                   without case

                   finally now, no longer focused on one point
                   finally now, all around
                   finally now, whole all
                   finally now, undivided attention

                                      i went along with you, i sank along with you
                                      deep inside me, deep in the cold sea

                                      i sank along with you, it was not an idea
                                      deep inside me, deep in the cold sea





     III  
                   12
hello hello hello hello hello
are you listening are you listening are you listening?
                                      i listen

                                      raindrops in the wind
                                      solar rays impinging on the tree leaf
                                      air snoring through your nostrils
                                      eyes that float through my brains
                                      thousands millions billions one

                   my undivided attention
                   bumping (and bouncing) into the whole all, bumping (and bouncing) into the all around
                   the cells of my skin indulge in the dance of intoxication
                   nowhere but in a vacuum a pirouette is faster and simultaneously slower 

                                      i hear you, i see you
                   with wings as those of a beetle she circles around me
                   flying in opposite rotation to mine
                   the distance to me constant
                   then she flies from me
                   and naturally naturally i follow her
                   everything in and around her waving to me
                   for me happiness; a welcome wave
                   for her happiness; that i found her and recognized her

                   my head sinks into my rib cage
oh newborn, so vulnerable

                   there the space around us, the infinite space around us, fills itself with arrows
                   pointing arrows
                   ricocheting on the spaces that we have around us
                   she also comes into my rib cage
                   as a young bird
                   just out of the egg, but not yet in feathers

                   on my back, the feather coat grows thicker and thicker 
                   i spread my arms
                   and with slow wing-strokes we get moving
                   her head is my head
                   my head is her head
                   our head is a bird head
                   slowly moving from left to right to left
                   in a rhythmic coordination with our wings

                   every movement in the service of our eyes
                   our eyes in the service of our bill
                   we are a vulture
                   we clean up
                   with the purest intentions
                   we do what we came for


                   13
hello hello hello hello hello
are you looking are you looking are you looking are you looking?
                                      i look

                                      i see you
                                      the color of your aura takes on the color of your eyes
                                      i smell you
                                      the cozy fragrance of your warm breath encapsulates my head
                                      awake i sleep, sleeping i wake 
                                      awake we sleep, sleeping we wake

                   the old face – older than time – touches me in places
                   whose existence in me i did not expect 
                   as always she fits into my arms
                   my ribcage opens
                   and she nestles down my spine
                   resting her head on my breastbone just below my chin

                                      i had forgotten this position
                   and yet how familiar, how familiar
                   one of our positions
                   of deep satisfaction
                   of deep security
                   of deep penetrating experience

                                      careful that i will not tumble over the edges
                                      anchor me in the middle
                                      of this darkness, of this pool
                                      where i float, where i feel good
                                      yes you can freely leave me alone for a while; i am not going anywhere

                                      yes that's a joke you recognize
                                      yes that is intimate
                   i surge along on the waves of her laughter
                   the water tumbles over the edges
                   and the light that splashes from the waves
                   changes the view
                   and the foam that sprays from the waves
                   changes the scent

                   there her old face rises
                   like a shining planet it ascends
                   like a radiant planet it adorns the firmament
                   like a brilliant fireworks it falls apart in meteorites

                                      you spoil me, it is too much
                                      you spoil me, i don't stay whole
                                      you spoil me, i shred into confetti

let the party animals come to us
we put everyone on stilts
that reach into the heavens


                   14
                   that black, like the total of all ravens
                   that blue, like the total of all cornflowers
                   that red, like the total of all rubies
                   that yellow, like the total of all buttercups
                   that white, like the total of all snow

                   that black, like the total of all pupils
                   that blue, like the total of all turquoise
                   that red, like the total of all cherries
                   that yellow, like the sun at the zenith on a clear day
                   that white, like the total of all mother's milk

                   that black, like the total of all moles
                   that blue, like the total of all fifth chakras
                   that red, like the total of all tongues
                   that yellow, like the total of all flames of the total of all burning candles
                   that white, like the total of all northern lights

                   that black, like the total of all mulberries
                   that blue, like the total of all cloudless summer skies
                   that red, like the total of all the blood flowing
                   that yellow, like the total of all yolks of the total of all eggs
                   that white, like the total of all baby teeth


                   15
hello hello hello hello hello hello hello
are you smelling are you smelling are you smelling are you smelling are you smelling?
                                      i smell

                   i smell the tears of the grass
                   i smell the tears of the fish
                   come grass, come to me
                   come fish, come to me

                   i smell the sobs of the trees
                   i smell the sobs of the fruits
                   come tree, come to me
                   come fruit, come to me

                   i smell the moaning of the stones
                   i smell the moaning of the ice
                   come stone, come to me
                   come ice, come to me

                   i smell the hushed sand
                   i smell the hushed time
                   come sand, come to me
                   come time, come to me

                   i smell the growing embryos
                   i smell the growing shells
                   come embryo, come to me
                   come shell, come to me

                   i smell the expelled life
                   i smell the expelled death
                   come life, come to me
                   come death, come to me


                   16

                   the black knots come loose
                   the blue knots come loose
                   the red knots come loose
                   the yellow knots come loose
                   the white knots come loose

                   the connecting cords
                   relax
                   the connecting cords
                   of the orderly net system
                   that threatened to suffocate the chaos
                   the connecting cords
                   fall away

                   i smell
                   the giddiness of chaos
                   when vital matter again gets free circulation

                   i see
                   the pleasure of the renewed encounters

                   i hear
                   the wild beating of the heart
who else but the rejects
are best prepared to maintain themselves on earth
after the illusions return to their original state?


                   17
                   evading any observation
                    (except for that one rare individual)
                   seven seas loved themselves free

                   i smell
                                      i understand you gorgeous supreme, i smell
                   the joy of the ocean
                   when it sets itself loose into an ecstatic dance
                   giving expression to an overall satisfaction

                   the last thing i see
                                      i understand you gorgeous supreme, i look
                   are the waters traveling hurriedly toward the rallying point

                   the last thing i hear
                                      i understand you gorgeous supreme, i listen
                   is how the silence breaks open the bottom of the ocean

                   i surrender
                   disappear in the bottom of the ocean
                   am being absorbed by the eye of the vortex

                   the opening slurps and continues to slurp until the ocean is empty
                   the water roars down
                   taking with it anything that is in the water
                   until it is ready to turn
                   and to spray as the most powerful geyser
                    (wherein all vital entities are assembled)
                   any existing space



     IV  
                   18
                   the delightful get-together, where the earthly story dissolves
                   no earthly pursuit needs to be enacted
                   no earthly endeavor has any meaning
                   no earthly discomfort is felt

                                      you-now are a nourishing sphere bubble
                                      an abstract
                                      who can manifest as figurative
                                       (and to do this you must break from the sphere bubble)
                                       (and to do this you must divide what is we into you and me)

                                      by presenting yourself to me figuratively in my awake-sleep
                                      i come back into the natural me, who is part of we
                                      because – without the slightest notion of awareness – i was lost
                                      in my bound dependent me
                                       (in the labyrinth of the primary cultural loyalties)

                                      i stretch gorgeous supreme, i straighten, i wake up again
                                      my unbound dependent me
                                      intelligent without quotient

                                      let me exist in the sphere bubble that you-now are
                                      the multidimensional space of known and beloved vibrations

                                      the nourishing sphere bubble
                                      on all levels nourishing, maintaining, protecting, warming, guiding 
                                       (mental and metamental, emotional and meta-emotional, physical and metaphysical)

                                      without a center you-now are where there are no centers
                                      disintegrated (chaotic) consistency
                                      yes i understand you gorgeous supreme

                                      one with the sphere bubble that you-now are
                                       (where you are in-with it as well as out-from)
                                      i exist firefull, waterfull, earthfull, airfull
                                      yes i understand you gorgeous supreme

                                      fire spirits are water spirits
                                      water spirits are earth spirits
                                      earth spirits are air spirits
                                      air spirits are fire spirits


                   19
                   staring calms
                   verbs leave the language
                   subjects leave the language
                   direct objects leave the language
                   staring calms

                                      silence returns
                                      the silence that is your silence
                                      the silence that is our silence
                                      silence returns

                                      the beginning was and is the end
                                      the end was and is the beginning
                                      we were together, we are together, we will be together
                                      the beginning was and is the end
                                      the end was and is the beginning

                                      i is i plus you; my being is i plus you
                                      you is you; your being is your non-being is you

                   the ocean is here is there 
                   the ocean is there is here

                   the ocean is everywhere is nowhere
                   the ocean is nowhere is everywhere

                   at the bottom the blue print of the individual fate is located
                   only to be perceived by coinciding with it
                    (by turning over to fate, fate turns out to be a gift)

                   at the bottom the individual plan and the cosmic plan are one

                   at the bottom the void is full – fully vibrating

                   at the bottom arriving is coming home – to never get lost again

                   at the bottom the weight that is yours keeps you grounded
                   and in complete openness, you are completely embedded in your individuality

                   at the bottom you bring along your destination
                   to enrich the universe
                   incomparable wealth
                   for everyone all
                   from everyone all
                   with everyone all

                                      firy spirits are watery spirits
                                      watery spirits are earthly spirits
                                      earthly spirits are airy spirits
                                      airy spirits firy spirits


                   20
                   the secrets that turned to ashes have been scattered
let the source be now
trust your stock
provided you use it with discipline
it will last a while

let it relax now, the source
let it come back to clear
fresh
depending on its mood
splashing
flowing




     V  
                   21
                   in a cocoon it begins
                   a draughty cocoon
                   in a cocoon it ends
                   a draughty cocoon

                   spun from memory threads
                   glittering memory threads
                   soaked in the fragrance
                   of degenerate generations

                   those are real
                   degenerate generations

                   they did not pay, they do not pay
                   they took, they take

                   they did not ask, they do not ask
                   they took, they take

                   they did not see the animal, they do not see the animal
                   they gorged, they gorge

                   peace for me
                   who enjoys the protection of the animal
                   peace for me
                   who enjoys the protection of those
                   who enjoy the protection of the animal


                   22
                   o these waters, these waters
                   fresh
                   depending on their mood
                   splashing
                   flowing

                   move along
                   undergo storms, withstand storms, understand storms
                   undergo droughts, withstand droughts, understand droughts

                   bats flutter
                   the body speaks volumes
                   silence, listen, read, understand

                   doze
                   deaf to the noise of the screaming ghosts
let them scream
these letters in the alphabet of the time and the place

                   focus
                   on the research, on the desearch, on the insearch, on the outsearch
                   and back and again and then afresh once more again
                   in peace
                   on its own initiative

                   focus
                   on the maintenance, on the bytenance, on the intenance, on the outtenance
                   and back and again and then afresh once more again
                   in peace
                   on its own initiative

                    (if they come, they come gratis
                   the big feelgoods
                   if they come, they come as bonus
                   the small feelgoods
                   for which the work was hard)

                   focus
                   on it
it can fill countless pages
it can fill countless books
it can fill countlesslibraries
it can fill the silence
                                      it can fill me
                                      it can fill you


                   23
                                      integer as the rain
                                      captivating as the rain
                                      soothing as the rain

                                      ear caressing as the rain
                                      fragrant as the rain
                                      transporting as the rain

                                      present as the rain
                                      entertaining as the rain
                                      communicating as the rain

                                      you are as the rain
                                      you replace the no-rain

                                      communicating as the rain
                                      entertaining as the rain
                                      present as the rain

                                      transporting the rain
                                      fragrant as the rain
                                      ear caressing as the rain

                                      soothing as the rain
                                      captivating as the rain
                                      integer as the rain


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                                      you came
                                      and brought me
                                      your love
                                      my love
                                      love

                                      you came
                                      and brought me
                                      paradise

                                      you went
                                      and bring me
                                      your infinite finitude
                                      your infinite singularity
                                      my finite singularity

                                      you come
                                      and bring me
                                      paradise


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                                      the strength to live crooked karma straight
                                      you brought 
                                      you bring 

                   the experience
                   to be torn apart
                   to not be connected, with
                   something else
                   someone else

                   the experience
                   to be immense 
                   so immense, that
                   that nothing else
                   that no one else
                   have sufficient bonding strength
                   to attach me to them
                   to attach them to me

                   the outside of the immense inside
                   is an empty dark gray dimension, in which 
                   the other thing
                   the other one
                   are present
                   by their absence

                                      to give dark gray life color 
                                      the force required for this
                                      you brought 
                                      you bring 


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                   accounts and accounting
let the voices speak, even if their tongues slip
see how they look back
cast a nervous glance over the left shoulder
then stop and turn their whole body
and then derive pleasure from recognizing the shadows in this semi-darkness 

                   wailing and delaying are from the past
                   from then and then and then
                   no no no, to the tentacles of varnished incantations

                                      old buildings tempt and claw
                                      and hold on and let go only
                                      when the bones no longer remember their brittleness
                                      when the graves spat out their gifts 
                                      when the sun rises and sets in your face

                                      i see you smile and laugh with you
                                      content they tide, the seven seas
                                      exchange, respond and pass on
                                      dreams gurgle
                                      dreams flow
                                      i let them come and i let them go
                                      gorgeous supreme yes, i understand you

                   primary conditions
                   cannot be passed on
                   to no one
                   to nothing

                   which is the same as
                   primary conditions
                   can be passed on
                   to no one
                   to nothing

                   i pass them on
                   my primary conditions
                   to no one
                   to nothing

                   quo vadis?
                   straight to the roundabout
                   where the seven seas flock

                                      you come
                                      and bring me
                                      the strength to see
                                      that crooked karma is a deranged concept

                                      firmly in your beauty
                                      i swing between the stars
                                      get a nudge here
                                      get a nudge there
                                      with you sitting in my lap
                                      i am tall, i am small

                                      and also the moods of the stars
                                      get a nudge here
                                      get a nudge there
                                      are influenced
                                      and influence
                                      sitting on your back
                                      i swing high, i swing back

                   wailing and delaying are from the past
                   from then and then and then
                   no no no, to the tentacles of feigned nostalgia

                   do not count on anything in me
                   i will not strengthen the shuffling row
                   just my gorgeous supreme will witness
                   the moan that escapes my throat
                   after a nudge so
                   and after a nudge so
                   or after a nudge so


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                   the familiar vehicle sidetracked
                   the failing rails dismantled
                   the track obliterated

                   a procession of different me-appearances
                   which would deter from each other
                   would they gather

                   on the overgrown platform
                   where once arrival and departure alternated
                   where now the clamor that accompanied this
                   has been replaced by a sizzling silence

                   ah always this sun, always this sun

                                      familiar, more familiar, most familiar
                                      you brightest heroine
                                      you, more you, most you
                                      most you in most me
                                      most i in most you
                                      most we in most together
                                      free, freer, freest
                                      creamy, creamier, creamiest

                   seven steps from here
                   life has had it
                   seven seas further
                   regularity decays 
                   wah wah wah

                   which pillar under the building can be exchanged?
columns will stand
and only perish when eternity perishes




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                   noble noble newborn
                   you have it right
                   you are not crooked

                   ready to come, ready to go
                   with languid limbs
                   let us talk (some)

                   about degrees and angles
                   what from all the potential possible appears to be possible 
                   about the predestined

                   divisible matter
                   sit at the table
                   consume the part 

                                      noble noble noblewoman
                                      you have it right
                                      i am faithfully yours 

                   fatalists err
                   the light turns pink, the light turns purple
                   let us walk (some)

                   helping feet make the walk light
                   pinker the evening
                   purpler the night

                   intercontinental round dance
                   what from all the potential possible appears to be most possible 
                   let us dance (some) 

                                      come come come my gorgeous supreme
                                      the face of fear grows
                                      younger by the day, livelier by the night

                                      let us turn the canvas
                                      a fresh inner tent, a fresh outer tent
                                      let us rest (some) 

                                      should the draught overtake me
                                      i will defend me
                                      your eye, the love eye

                                      solo i, together me
                                      solo you, together you
                                      solo we, together us 

                   the mist clears
                   the summer mist, the autumn mist, the winter mist, the spring mist
                   the year will see clearly

                   open oracles
                   all masks in a heap
                   it is a mess

                   professional arrows
                   miss the target feeling
                   let us play (some) 

                   quadraphonic listening, quadraphonic hearing
                   the break is complete
                   the silence correspondingly

                   raging blood
                   raging blood
                   raging blood

                                      solo i, together me
                                      solo you, together you
                                      solo we, together us

                   content
                   with reason
                   let us sleep (some) 

                   cry out, the tears of pink date, which are the building material of impenetrable bunkers
                   spit out, the tears of purple date, in which the poison found a hiding place
                   let us sing (some)

                   further
                   without reason
                   big welcome

                   roads are counterproductive
                   undergo, withstand, understand
                   let us move along (some)

                   at wider circles
                   a phenomenal girl
                   makes her internal yo yo
                   do somersaults

                   do not let me
                   overconfidently try
                   to strict-ruly owl
                   far off
                   with the owl

                   let us sit in the heat (some)
                   the pain of being rejected as a newborn
                   sweat out (some), forget (some)


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                   the earth is swollen by the moisture
                   it is hot, 25 degrees
                   even hotter in the sun

                   that is high in the sky and shining
                   throwing light on the few leaves still hanging on the trees
                   letting them be the tint of green that they are

                   a lush image
                   in which the leanness peculiar to this region
                   comes into its own

                   there is a wind
                   it amplifies the silence
                   the brown and orange leaves let loose with a crackle

                   float and fall to the earth
                   which is swollen by the moisture 



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                   the flesh – alive and healthy
                   got loose from the bones
                   it lived on – unhealthy
                   it is the bones that absorb the sun
                   it is the bones that remain behind in (on) the earth 

                   individual destiny
                   the deformation is the formation
                   tunes the instrument
                   makes it of this earth

                   individual destiny
                   the dysfunction is the function
                   the cosmic plan
                   made of this earth

                   one creature – yes you gorgeous supreme
                                      oh delight
                   who resonates with the newborn
                   the almost boneless innermost
                   the deepest singularity, that
                   yes insight
                   cannot become of this earth, cannot change, cannot be affected

                                      the newborn is of the cosmos
                                      our communication had the cosmic in it
                                      our communication is of the cosmos
                                      you cosmic sun

                   the newborn understands the score that has already been written
                   and tunes the instrument so this score can be performed
                    (the tuning may take decades)
                   the score that corresponds to no logic
                   the score that follows no fashion

                   the music, or just the tuning, sounds
                   the music, or just the tuning, will be heard or not heard

                                      your ears that never lied heard the tuning and
                                      o finally
                                      the tuning was completed

                                      your ears that never lie hear my score
                                      and let my ears hear

                                      you near me
                                      and my flesh sounds without fear
                                      sounds like the rain does sound
                                      sounds like the wind does sound

                                      you near me
                                      and my bones sound clear
                                      sound like the rain does sound
                                      sound like the wind does sound

                                      you near me
                                      and my brain sounds melodious 
                                      sounds like the rain does sound
                                      sounds like the wind does sound

                   it was a long journey
                   at the finish the coveted prize awaited;
                   the joy of the reunion

                   and so finally now
                   my eyes are turning steadfast
                   finally now, focused on the all around
                   finally now, focused on the whole all





©mc 2014





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