AT THE RAZOR'S EDGE

At the Razor's Edge
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Reluctant faith flickering within unknown fate
after all the universe is unfolding as it should 
the worst things happen for the best reasons 
'Quel sera sera' whatever will might as well be
there is a prevailing balance in opposite parts
catch a smooth surf with the flow of the grain
a worm-hole between the inner and the outer
the loony~loop of the 8 quantum infinite ways
circles within cycles, moving in endless circles
at an open sided quest miracles may manifest.

LUCID DIVINATION

A moment of solidity amongst fleeting visions

single pointed focus providing spotless clarity

a smothering of passage as pressures are lifted

quantum perception is realized in crystal clarity

the mind is cleared of clutters, parasites removed

shrouded memories are under total transparency

diving to psychic depth in single pointed manner

surfing the mystic waves with insightful awareness

the stage is now set for viewing an invisible vision

harnessing the cryptic cipher out of the darkness.

SINK HOLES OF THE MIND

Unnerving memories have surfaced fresh
as my skin was being peeled from my flesh
painstakingly, not a drop of blood was spilled
would be kosher had I been consequently killed
there was no hunger there, just possessive greed
bite marks have been left all over the leftover feed
such an ambiguous treat, despite a reasonable need.

EYE PLAY

The puppet had two eyes! 
To the ordinary person 
a right and a left eye, 
to you and me and to all 
makers and discoverers
an interior and exterior eye,
to those who demand
further information...
an eye which saw from
the tip of his nose
to the distant stars,
another eye which saw
what was within...
from what was
at the tip
of his memory
to the sparkle
deep in his dreams.
As for the puppet
to him there was
just one eye,
the meeting point
of two cycles
where horizons curve
into each other,
where the eye
is the sparkle
and the sparkle
a star.
In this eye was depicted
cultivated potentials
the meaning of
a never ending search,
fulfillment
contentment
tranquility.
As the passing years
carved wrinkles
into his face
the eyes would get
closer to each other
until the day
when
right at the center
of his forehead
where his eyebrows met
the eyes would eclipse
and like a cyclone
the puppet would make
'enormous sounds of joy'.

NECK ON LINE

I have been sticking my tongue out
this is what the spoken word is about
'freedom of expression' have no doubt.
Ass is exposed, the neck is on the line
which is a human right, yours and mine
must take some chances, which is fine
don't have to be loud, no need to shout
to speak out one does not need a push
neither does a poet beat around a bush
no need to rush, might end up in trash.

FLIP-FLOP

This verse is written in reverse
in a world of utmost pretense
the contrary is what makes sense
there is no need to take offence.

Universities swindle knowledge
the legal system obstructs justice
money is the cause of poverty
doctors casually disrupt health.

Governments suppress freedom
the media distorts information
patriotism is stifling humanity
religions eradicate spirituality.

Somewhat absurd this does sound
certitude is nowhere to be found
the sky has fallen to the ground
there must be a way to get around.

PARTICIPANTS

The act of sharing can be utterly thriving
with the sincere intention of contributing
fervent giving instigates instant receiving
a mirth of life is occurring here and now 
working can also be as joyful as playing
when we allow our hidden dreams shine
we could reach out and touch the divine
this life we are sharing suits us just fine
even though it is neither yours nor mine.

ENIGMATIC EXPOSURE

In poetry the feeling comes way before the seeing starts
In painting it is the seeing that opens the heart to feeling
Inspiration is a source that leads the way to creative being 
When I am completely immersed in the spur of the moment
With intuition as the guide rather than premeditated intention
I can inherently submerge into the depth of lucid transparency
Where visions appear briskly in an ardent ambience of cognition.

IF YOU CATCH MY DRIFT

I was drifting in my dream when the current took me

I did not resist the flow, in a manner of wait and see

when it comes to the crunch, I just need the energy

to snap out of a situation that won't render me free

but to what purpose, what end and to what degree

is irrelevant when it comes down to my right to be

naturally me, as pure and unwary as simply a tree.

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-- X --

Why, why...
Oh why 
bother to deny 
all that has been 
laid by you so far.
You have after all
the makings
of a specimen
which has
a track record
displayed
as a string of lies
played
like a violin
over
and over again
till...
there is
no more
strings
attached.
From now on
you are my
--- X ---
this is
--- Y ---
I M
who
I M.

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APPARITION

Inside the brain where intelligence resides of some kind
in a visceral place consciousness is received by the mind
underlying the surface, beyond boundaries one may find
an invisible presence unaware of the fate which may bind
a ghostly being whose existence is only seen by the blind
the conjured creature finally surfaced after a steady grind.

LUCKY TREET

On a table of roulette a fast feast has been laid
the famished being offered a great deal of bait
by means of the wheel spin a spurious promise
losers who eat with their eyes, digest in demise
until they are wiped out as the oracle could tell
predicting just about all that is about to prevail
bettors better not push their luck to hit the nail.

HINT

Honey coated vanity, food for insanity
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 blind the seer.

BLOOD OF A PUPPET

When the stone sheds heavy tears 
then shall emerge the fallen one 
upon itself who seems to feed 
snake swallowing its own tail 
rattled with intimate venom
a spider is crying out loud
for its own measure
of pain and pleasure
a scorpion circled with fire
commits suicide in the dire
it should be clear in a while
out in the open and for sure
who is rotten and who is pure
you can not be force-fed any day
wake up puppet, wake up and play!

DEEP EMERGENCE

Beneath still waters
There is a strong undertow
The surface won't show
What the deep waters know.

Scratch the surface
and dive through it
the depth below
leads to worlds beyond.

QUANTUM LEAP

We 'quantum leap' over many inner worlds
to arrive to the great spaces of the mind
here we have a vast sensation of space
reaching beyond conceivable limits.

ARTIST STATEMENT

Artist's statement

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My art emerges impetuously

without deliberate intention  

not a single stroke is foreseen  

all dictated by instant impulses  

faintest tremblings of signals  

from the depth of my being.  

What proceeds is the surfacing

of unpremeditated imagery,  

this is a mode of expression  

that fully satisfies the eye  

by achieving rhythmic unity.  

What counts is the spontaneous  

my drawings become what they are  

like in poetry the tempo takes over 

the lines and forms rhyme  

striving to become animated.  

This is all constantly changing 

in the process of being created  

when it is over it goes on changing  

according to the state of mind 

the point of view of the perceiver.

I am not merely an executor

I love my work, I live my art!.

HOLY ATOM

Like a black hole at the heart of an atom
your paradise is a slippery slope to hell
I can tell because I more than once fell
but survived the holy part of the tale.

ANGUISH

It does not have to be a secret to spread
besides with whom do you care to share
who can cope with it, who wouldn't dare
to really give a darn, most certainly care
when your life is all there is left to spare
without the passion to prolong this affair
seems unfair to cross from here to there
with the languish of paying a woeful fare.

ENDANGERED

Alarming wake up call  

promptly intercepted

sophisticated methods 

used by spying oglers

removing the message 

like a thread from butter

blinders briskly fluttered

orders rapidly released 

to locate loose roosters

with distinguished beaks.

Fractured are relations 

in draconian quarters

rare oligarchic vestiges 

are facing extinction 

gingerly inflicted pain

will be applied again 

sabers rattling in vain

tyrants stand to gain

nerves are sharpened

despots seek to attain

a cutting edge terrain.

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THE CHALLENGE

The Challenge of the Spirit
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While humanity grows more and more intelligent
there seems to be more distress, less happiness
when we indulge in a thorough extensive inquiry
we distinctly realize that in the absence of wisdom
cleverness will strengthen the arrogance of vanity
such be the outcome of blatant misuse of capacity.
All desires, cravings and means of self indulgence
enslaves the native to the yearning lust of the body
accordingly the adversity of corruption supersedes.
Glory goes to the master of honesty and integrity
who can bring the whole self into righteous unity.

SUBORIGINAL ACTIVITY

A scribble enables the germ of an idea to attain expression 
such is the language of unintentional automatic drawings 
later touched with cutting edge, digital suboriginal scrutiny
from a mass of abstract shapes, a selected embryo is developed
as genetic memories surface, the springs of instinct are tapped
opening the mind and putting it upon the scent of new thoughts
out of which, the artist is furnished with an abundance of subjects.

CAUTIOUSLY OPTIMISTIC

Traces of verse were spread in between the lines
the poet and entourage had less than nothing to say
not a single drop of rhythm was spilled over this poem
tempo was assumed after the dormant note was aroused.

The witnesses to this discourse were few in between
some were stricken with awe, others took it for granted
there were several who were so inspired, they even ranted
when finally the mainstream were alerted, everyone chanted.

CLARITY

A moment of repose amongst fleeting visions
a breath of fresh air, a lucid perception of reality
in a smothering of passage all obstacles are lifted
the mind is cleared of clutters, not a puzzle remains
in a vision so clear, a deep understandings surfaces
like an air bubble in the deep waters, as it emerges.

NO RUSH

Ripples of streaming verse flowing before my eyes
swaying between lucid dreaming and day dreaming
while swinging in a mysterious daze, back and forth
throwing a quick gaze at things ordinarily unnoticed
here now, gone later, be back again, a touch of a push
get ready to fly for this is what you shall need to get by
high in the sky there is lots of space but what's the rush?.

GROSS EXPECTATIONS

The grotesque visions of a life's discarded reverie
Alienated from the cultural roots, wanting to be free
Holding on to the body, eyes wide open but can't see
The soul has taken to ether, yet the mind won't let it be
Paradox in action, clinging to genetic memory tenaciously
Psyche striving for change, as the ghost persists stubbornly
The spirit longing for eternity but unable to leave permanently
An entity must shed density, lighten up to ascend... apparently.

EYE OF THE BEHOLDER

Eye of the Beholder
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Captured in this instance 
suspended between intervals
a blink of an eye in slow motion 
biting time, a pull here, a push there
in a flash it goes, as though it never was
but something was captured, an impression
which alters perception, accordingly in quantum
what appears is only relative to that moments catch
with infinite possibilities in store at perceptions stretch.

DIRECT EXPERIENCE

A point of view is a serious liability 
while approaching the hereafter
change is an imminent certainty 
each premise has a perception
order, chaos, sense, nonsense
are all contained within a box
harbouring one huge paradox
this point of view will consider
all points of view while thinking
depending on first hand experience
as the original process of fact making.

BRIEF ANTICIPATION

Brief Anticipation
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Raise an eyebrow higher than the other
we do not wish to take this any further
unless the will is here, no need to bother
to listen to such a determined presence
will eventually oblige this naive subject
to reconsider values, make adjustments
stakes are lowered, the course is altered
brains whitewashed, habits are scrubbed
new person reborn, with mind wide open.
this aught to be the marvel one is hoping.

IRONY

There is a constant interchange in the fabric of life
between feeling and form, the mind and matter
the body and spirit, the inner and the outer
boundaries are crying out for freedom
as freedom ventures to be housed
in the confinement of a border.

FAITH OF FATE

Faith in Fate
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I was once uprooted from the soil that gave me life
taken to far out places I could not have dreamed of
with roots dangling in the air, I climbed clouds high
dancing, whirling my way, in circles all over the sky
I have surrendered to the cyber winds, here is why
no matter what fate deals me I welcome with a sigh.

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SO BE IT

We arrive to this life in a human body
straightaway we are given an identity
a number, nation, a code to our entity
rather divergent from genetic memory
as we strive toward our need to be free
from conditioning that engender duality.

We are like acrobats on the line of polarity
in balancing opposites we maintain sanity
swayed by inclinations by natural tendency
our inherent virtue tempered as our vanity
we gradually rise to an epitome of disguise
in the journey of lifetime it helps to be wise.

Together we must find a foundation of trust
otherwise our core essence will gather rust
this is a requisite based on a common need
which is indeed a situation we must concede
most humans do what they have been told
if they have the intention of becoming old.

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ADVOCATOR

If you really care, evade the despair
rise from the depth, breathe fresh air
the burden you bear is not even there
spare the angst, you are not being fair
to yourself you owe the very best affair.

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LUCID DECIPHER

A moment of repose amongst fleeting visions
a breath of fresh air, in an atmosphere of clarity
all quantum possibilities are now under scrutiny
a smothering of passage, all pressures are lifted
the mind is cleared of clutters, parasites shifted
spotless memories recalled in full transparency
a lucid dreamer sets the stage for a smooth ride
diving to psychic depths with full consciousness
a full tank of translucence as perfect awareness
surfing the mystic waves with a sharp alertness
harnessing the cryptic cipher in total darkness.

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