*✧⋆ Overwrought Emotional Cascades *✧⋆
Hear my Raven calls like a status quo for which there doesn't seem to be any imminent remedy, perpetually discordant..
head bowed & awkward, fingers grubbing in sweat smeared blindness
streaks upon jean cheeks highlighting pockets
a smear beneath one eye puzzled & yet not annoyed..
as gear upon gear drops in tune like a jigsaw complexity to the floor
your back curved like gear teeth catching the sun
across the spine of your torso arched in aching action
determined to fix machinery & form in perfect tableau,
stretched on a concrete canvas, dawn has come....
I Sit now in simple relationship to the Earth, like a poet enraptured in a tall forest.
Be rooted in silvered light where you are now & joined in me on the eve in the moonlight.
Out of synergistic centeredness, unrequited love,
lust you will receive your greatest desires
& open to the full flowering of the mystic power of the universe & cosmos above
imbued with both intensity & overwrought emotional cascades that never appear pompous or hubris-tic,..
I & those I brought to this planar world with me understand that
Time is an Ocean in which perception ceases to matter, making past, present, & future one & nothing yet separate yet simultaneous all the same..
Rarely have your eyes gazed at your shoes or picturing yourself in an imaginary mirror been so rewarding...
as pursuits as in the world of this Raven whose windswept poetic torrents leave you breath taking, in incandescent Dark angelic emptiness..
even trounce the likes of any other artistic creator originator of this strain of alluring cinematic poetic soul songs of deep beauty.
Words be like tantric symphonies scathing distractions of mindful thinking's,
infused with idiosyncrasy & energy..
convincingly masterpieces in the making come easy..
blowing peoples minds in swirling mists like a strange alchemy..
an extreme emotional authenticity, or individual creative bio-ethical philosophy..
inducing states of psychic oblivion to creative seduction, alter your own brain patterns...
conjuring blissful envelopes that twists the space between your ears..
I throw you into a satisfying quandary of a danceable trance leaving you pinning for more...
almost feel the suffocation, as my spirit fades into yours & let it's light with glacial ease dance in fire spasms, turning like diamond spirits from other realms, let my fingers trace chasms between insurmountable pleasures..
Other dimensional music, forging scape's echoing through the depth
of all darkness to poignant colour scheme's..
let me press lips against your naked flesh -
& yet dont forget to breath...
Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ.. aka Reɪvən
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The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
Written By Ꮙℓἇ∂ἇ.
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