The title of this piece is as reflective of my present state of mind as it is of the graphic imagery:
Posts Tagged ‘art
24
Mar
13
face into madness
22
Mar
13
this life’s place
it’s a sunny day but a cold wind blows
the kind of day it normally snows
though Spring season is formally here
by all accounts this fact has not been made clear
the seemingly endless months of winter’s norm
renders the mind grey as a raging storm
pointless seems the need from bed to arise
especially when snow-flakes float before your waking eyes
woh’s me; want away from this infused-winter gloom
endless back and forth strides in my living room
if this spring-summer’s warmth fails to soon arrive
It’s not sure how much longer this life’s place – I will abide!
22
Mar
13
vocation
prisoner to this world of literary creation
word-smith to constructs of elation
though accolades are a deflation
feedback commentary give indication
if want is for self-immolation
or search for alternate vocation
both a source of much consternation
yielding less pleasure than masturbation
thus rendering this poem to nullification
22
Mar
13
need to be present
This daily cycle of repeated presence seeks to understand by examination of the evidence made available through common channel of communication shared and absorbed by other daily cycles of repeated presence but not equally shared in its understanding for each holds to its own perspective of that presented as reflected by the response illustrated in subsequent common channel of communication shared and absorbed by other daily cycles of repeated presence rendering a varied and at times turbulent response illustrated in subsequent common channel of communication shared and absorbed by other daily cycles of repeated presence thus rendering a unique set of circumstance that ripples through the daily cycle of repeated presence seeking to understand by examination of the evidence made available through common channel of communication shared and absorbed by other daily cycles of repeated presence lending to purpose of need to be present in this daily cycle of repeated presence.
21
Mar
13
Extraterrestrial Beauty
Extraterrestrial Beauty
alien sun illuminating cascading ridge
luminescent sky radiant green
cosmic spans to bridge
extraterrestrial beauty never seen
19
Mar
13
shadow perspective
As predicted, the weather has not let up and being house-bound for yet another day, I employed both my time and computer to churn out yet another graphic-video:
Enjoy!
16
Mar
13
Fractal Cycle To Reality
Cosmic conscious’ wave cascading, rippling through universal mind of One affecting the transcendence of effable energy force to the enigmatic presence of Being, cellular morphing thought-mind genesis creation of All emanating as fractal reality, programmed dissolution of Body, sole Soul reason to experience tactile, sensory presence of cosmic conscious’ wave cascading, rippling……
11
Mar
13
Dreamt Dreamer Dreaming
Dreamt Dreamer Dreaming
dreaming of the dreamer
dreaming the dream
dreamed by the dreamer
dreaming the dream dreamt
Like many others, I am intrigued by the state of Dreaming. A phenomenon majority of people and animals experience. Much research has gone into determining the function of dreams and as much, into the esoteric explanation of what they mean.
Typically dreams are suggested to represent a metaphorical unscrambling portrayal of the subconscious experience of daily conscious activity.
It is not my intent here to delve into the science and/or mythology of the dream state but, to relate to recent dream experiences I find especially intriguing in hopes that others may have had similar experience and can offer their insight and interpretation.
Firstly, one significant trait of my dream experience is that they seem to be episodal meaning; the dream will start where the same dream experience had some time in the past, ended and, it will hold to its own memory of that overall dream experience.
Next, I have awoken from three dream state levels: I awoke from a dream only to awaken again from that dream, only to awaken again into full consciousness of this reality.
Lastly, the most recent experience might be referred to as a Lucid dream state: I stated within the dream sequence the awareness that what was transpiring was in effect a dream. Specifically, I appeared to be revelling and partying with unseen friends amongst others. As I became very boisturous and behaving badly and out of character it came to me that all was fine because this was just a dream and, with that awareness, I pronounced to everyone this was just a dream so I could behave in this foolish manner. At one a point, a couple sitting at a table with their son, caught my attention. In the process of explaining to them I was just dreaming I asked the boy; what is your name?. He replied: ‘Joe’ to which I responded by shaking his hand telling him that it too was my name. The boy nor the parents had any resemblence to either me or my parents. The father curiously asked me to explain my claim this was just a dream to which I explained my fascination and experience with dreams but as I began, I became consciously concerned of being able to distinguish reality when I would finally awaken. This caused me to do just that: awaken.
I will just add that this played as though I was looking through the view finder of a camera, the only point I saw myself in the dream was when I reached out to shake the boy’s hand and then, it was just my forearm and hand.
It is the second most recent experience of fully acknowledging that I was participating in a dream thus my actions were inconsequental. The first, not quite as detailed, occurred about two weeks ago. I can only relate to it as a converging awareness of being in a dream while conscious to reality. It is difficult to fully explain but it was though half my mind awoke and the other remained asleep or unconscious. When finally awake. I had quite the headache and left a bit confused.
It has been a long time ambition to consciously acknowledge within a dream that it being such, my actions and/or behaviour were inconsequential to conscious reality. It is quite liberating though comfounding, experience.
18
Feb
13
NEW BOOK: pre-RELEASE
I am pleased to announce the pre-release of my latest book of poetry titled:
REFLECTION – RESPONSE through the voice of poetry.
As an introduction, this collection of poems is premised on reflection of the many important and diverse issues facing the global human community today and, through the voice of poetry, express my personal response to a perceived affect these issues are having on human, societal evolution. Interspersed amongst these poems are several reflecting a personal philosophy toward life, sexuality and the environment.
I hope you would take a few moments to visit my Self-publishing website to review the contents of this book and I would be further honored if you found it worthy of comment. It will soon be available in a variety of print format including, as an e-book for I-pad and tablet.
Thank you in advance for your time in this regard.
Enjoy:
02
Feb
13
Morality’s Grasp
He looked into my eyes, through to my want of soul
He knew I desired him but at what cost, what toll?
His beauty of youth so obvious, not to be denied
But morality’s grasp did, our chance to love, belie
Age, the discriminator to each living life
Through its passage, experienced, is much emotional strife
It need not be this way, it makes no common sense
For often and, most certain, it’s to our own expense
We struggle to retain our vibrancy of youth
But each reflective glance, garners the harsher of truth
As each year moves closer toward an unavoidable, death end
It leaves the want to be old and living , harder to defend
Beauty, it’s said, is bestowed to the eye of the beholder
But not if such beauty is found of one young by one older
Attraction should not be defined by the measure of time’s passage
But by the degree loving hearts become emotionally ravaged
To look into the wanting eyes of one’s youthful admirer
Full of innocence and want to fulfill a yearning desire
Ignorant to the morality of adult guilt self impose
Blind to the consequence that yields such advances forever closed.
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