we’ve got the power — truth, knowledge, experience, freedom — spirit-technology not ‘smart’ technology — telepathy — reliance on external gadgets will not allow one‘s natural telepathic ability to activate. Trust in your own pathway. Communicate without structure. Know the ground upon which you walk. Enflame the spark. Entrain the heart. This is our Power. The light is green, and we are blue. Smile. Until then, this will have to do.
they encourage benign indifference, and we have allowed ourselves to become unwitting accomplices… lulled into trance state by seductive flicker rate.
they propagate lies and attempt to smash particles hoping to spawn anti-matter. An intention to rule rests with the annihilation of consciousness.
but it is too late… the Human Animal Telepathy Game has begun! Develop your genius. It’s time to have some fun.
soft and still, like a moth resting in a ray of muted sun
meditating or maybe dead
my mind floats and returns, floats and returns
I wonder how your lips would feel pressed against mine
and how our bodies would throb and combine
sweet, like chocolate
or a secret smile
within the confines I have chosen
and continue to chose…
operating within safe boundaries
soft and still, I daydream
of burning up in supernova proportions
igniting the space with dazzling light
cresting, crowing, crowning
and slowly flickering out to darkness
and I find myself… like a moth
resting in a ray of muted sun
meditating, or maybe dead
Kali guide the way
and all that is untrue, slay.
pretty lightening, please be kind
no need to lick a cow’s behind
part your eyes, bat your thighs
blush in amber stain.
no more secrets, aware of your tricks
sweet electric tongue flicks
the domed sky
to interconnect to all connected to
cell link expand ink
c o n t a c t
the moment you realize you are talking to yourself… do you cease or persist?
all she does is sits and writes
she hates words
they claim her
she stops writing