Friday, March 28, 2014

SHAMANIC NOTES


SUBORIGINAL  SCRIBBLINGS

 Those images have surfaced out of the blue




When hands move without

conscious direction


 I came eye to eye with the other guy.
Conjured out of the unknown

a lifelong unconscious pursuit



Shamanic Suboriginal Automatism


















SILENCE MY EYES


I have been
up and down
sideways
in and out
hanging about
circling around
lost and found
without a sound
breaking ground.
I have been through
the dire straights
so many times
I might as well
descend
into a silence
only you can
see me through
or...
silence my eyes!.






INNUENDO



Honey coated vanity, a hint of sanity
it serves to disseminate this life's irony
best things in life are free, go hug a tree
when the air is pure, the water crystal clear
time to wake up my dear, the beloved is here 
a slight indication of fear might distract the seer.









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WHAT A BUMMER



Alerted by a flaming message from yonder
smoking words at the heart of this matter 
not so cool to eat out of a sizzling platter
must blow on it just in case it does flutter
what we encountered is a stark reminder
the worse outcome happens for the better
no wonder that we have been going under
as a consequence of a stupendous blunder.








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Monday, March 24, 2014

POET-ARTIST-SEER


In poetry the feeling comes way before the seeing starts
whereas In painting it is the seeing that opens to feeling
Inspiration is what drives a person into creative thinking
getting completely immersed in the spur of the moment
having intuition as the guide, not the slightest hesitation
visions appear briskly in this avid ambience of cognition.