Black fire
which does not burn
drowns each in the amnion's bliss.
Black fire
athwart the warm-blooded
still mourning the deaths of gods.
The now
self-idolatrous masses
thus, created in their image-
the sensuous abyss.
The sun hangs over this darkness.
We watch it rise and fall,
the moon.
Black fire surrounds us.
Even in Sinaloa
it is raining down.
We can not hear the melody.
We can explain,
we can explain!
Black fire is the engine, is the crucible.
Black fire in the palms of Socrates,
whose optimism quells
the dithyrambic pulse.
At last- we discovered the heavenly farse!
Now we do not need to die.
In one leap, no birth, no death.
A leap without feet or eyes.
Black fire surrounds us
in our image.
The abaddon of the senses
folds unto itself,
the soul and the myth.
Even in Sinaloa
it is raining down
on humanity.
We can hear the melody.
We can explain,
we can explain!
But,
the sun,
moon.
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Not here
Nor by the lone lying-pine
Or the foam
Of poison
Couched among the falling flock
Procumbent and glancing
We are wed wild
Children of the seven fires
Children of the lake
Swimming on a foam of blood
Our soft shadow swoons
Flesh is feigned
The veil is blushed
Unslung the rays of godhead
Thine lamp lit and sapphrine
Dabbled and lustral
Slicing silent vipers hiss
The selfsame afflicition
Of my native home
Clear and pure
Changeful the seasons draw
Curves of your enduring womanhood
Children of the forest
Lord of corn
Thence to draw the extant decanate
Alas by the lone lying-pine.
Keep posting stuff like this i really like it
Apokalupsis
Somnambulant, Wittgenstein cries out from the remote Norwegian wilderness
"Vater! schau an mir!
Skyscrapers moan
Ethereal scribes
The cloud of unknowing
A vanguard for sanity
Golden-stemmed Aboshi-Gaki fences
forwarn the coming darkness
Wake up robots!
It's time to imagine!
I said, Wake up robots!
It's time to
imagine
We make a great team
Robots now in pieces rusted
Wilderness having consumed
Devoted followers of Plutus
Leather-bound bitches wailing
Parsimony
The girl was never the same.
yes, what a great resource.
fuck the machine.
Brittany are you even real ?
"Man's Heart Hath Thorns". I am keeping it in my wallet. Mike from GNC
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