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True story tho, 5 months later I was inSANe Diego attending book camp  with the Navy out of the assortment of military choices my father provided lol... during boot camp when we received our first pay, I mailed off $20 to a friend back home in TN for, yup you guessed it, 4 hits of blotter acid and tripped on picture day of course... 

...true story tho wouldn't recommend trying a stunt like that during basic training unless you're a seasoned acid head who can sit at the dining room table with family for a typical weekday dinner peaking on 2 hits.

I'm shake'n my middle age head in disapproval as I type this but there's no wiping this silly grin off my face for getting away with it.

Anyhow if you've tripped you'll know what I'm talking about when I mention I had no problem smiling that day for my graduation photo, and my pupils spoke volumes \m/

I guess in a way I just blogged my first blog, Yay me \m/

Girl

Halo or horn christened descent

Does it even matter

It's not really the point

Pun intended

Layers upon serpentine layers

The illusion of color

Rendering of splendor

Swirling down

Beautiful concealment about

The eyes tell a story

Erotic increments unfold

Lipstick smiles

Slender broad and succulent

Venusian hourglass

Middle of the median

Magic abound

Limbs of melded muscle

Form and function

Intoxicating movements

Most graceful

Terminus bearing rhythm

Teasing of earth

with spirit commands

From nowhere

Seeds

From the botanical and biological to the primordial

The beginnings of time, life; even entire universes

From the ex-seed-ingly small to infinitely large

A terrestrial seed becomes a tree of the earth

A godseed becomes a tree of life, of souls

A universe

Seed to tree, and tree to seed

The eternal cycle

Black Sunshine

Creation and times unknown

passing swiftly circle around

Morning dew, a new agenda

Burnin' through kiss the sky

Fire on high and seek thy

splendor

Things Come and Go

Things come and go

but from where do they come

and where do they go

A single facet of the infinite

manifested in the context

of unbounded diversity

In what time, in what place

Does eternity even yield a time

or infinity a place

Another illusion from nowhere

this emergent nothingness

Ineffable, but still we write

This individuality

considered as illusion

an extension of the limitless

of the absolute

If alpha and omega be God

then this be the process

which encapsulates these

A dream from nothing

of God itself

further perpetuated

forever

The Infinite Heads of the Primordial

The primordial juggernaut forever spiraling through existence and non

Establishing a medium by which to experience via its many heads

The heads come and go

where one may depart

two may grow

Solace

The time is short

and the beast comes

with wrath

But

there has been found

solace, in knowing

There would be times

and times again

as there always

have, and will

With no how

or why

The Girl from Ipanema

Adorned, queen scale of Venus performing bossa nova of the early sixties; provocatively imbued and infused with Portuguese and a hint of English.

Nowadays, I write and save most everything in Wordpad, and after I've posted everything I have I'll engage multiple sites and revise and repost everything from scratch; of course I still continue to post on the original sites as well, like this one.

Death Messiah

The Absolute binds all consciousness as one, forever. What is death? Where one illusion ends, another begins

Every Man and Every Woman is a Star

There are virtually an infinite number of stars in the nighttime sky. Some are so far away that by the time their light reaches us they are no longer in existence. Stars come and go with a life span that is measured in eons. The most important star whose symbol holds the scepter of power in the one hand and the ankh in the other will continue to rise and set for the foreseeable future, until the prophesy has been fulfilled :

When day turns to night the world will end.

As spoken to me in a dream, but until then I shall continue to be son of the sun - but in reality I'm more of a night person.

Abstract : Reflections

'I' or 'eye' : same phonetics; different implications yet the same description can be applied to both : the primordial I/Eye of eternity, the point within the circle, within and without, the initial zero-point parameter (the pupil within), and its temporally layered spatial expansion (concentric optical layers(pupil, iris, white))

With the perpetual creation and manifesting of these fractally propagating architectures from an initial zero-point the resulting micro to macrocosmic parallels become physically or otherwise apparent in a number of ways not ruling out coincidence and the extent of possibility.

Conclusion : the macrocosmic eye of eternity and its subsequent and corresponding microcosmic reflections

Infinite Fractal Tapestries

From remnants to rocks to mountains, there will always be found something within, resembling that which is without

Monochromatic Stains

Like the serpents of color infused with the rains, of bows and lessened light, to monochromatic stains

Bloodline

Like father like son

to hither to go

Slither

right left row

Dither

head to toe

Scythe

cut high

and below

Dried

the dead

won't grow

Scattered will

seeds...

Bloodline