Until the solar-plexal swinging

Despairs of those who are struck down upon Hells floor and die

With a heart that blazes with Christs vision:

Ecce, the quailing emperor against a violet sea and the primeval

Envisaging end in the beginning, wrestling with Gods life,

twilight and terror

Love And The Rind Of Time

Seeing across oceans, and stumbling on a grain of sand. Almighty

Did once your hurtling senses turn

And settled on earth to study an experiment.

We are told nothing

Satan we can understand--but what was Gods will

Seeing no terror in trapeze, kinetic thrill of zones above listening,

Of universe, the planetary chimes, atomic quandary.

And therefore live a little harder,

Avoiding rainbows in that desperate clash against the stars?

Only azoic seascape and interlocking angels might.

The everlasting zones of emptiness uncanny to your imperious

The screams are heard by blasted ears within the radiation zone

From furtherest star imperiled on the rind of time,

Forever were you inconsolable during the downward flight

Feeling in blank mysterious seas the secret m九_九_藏_書iracle of life.

As struggling gene in oceanic plant

The next day He completed His experiment

Turning helpless in the garden of right and wrong

Those who find it a little harder to live

Did you once wonder, one time weep?

Nothing lapses, no gene is lost

In Gods cosmos according to report

From animal to evening star?

We are told nothing of conception, really nothing at all.

Recognizing victory, surmises radiance in lead.

We suffer the sorrow of separation and division

Nursed in His awesome hand, taught to survive

Although in eternity it may be the same thing.

Behold this homage to a majesty almost impossible to explain

Or were the scalding stars too loud for your celestial velleities,

It took you only a zone or two to riddle

The earth is aged 500 thousand millions of years,

Only the protean firelight fearful on the wall.

Landed on a rim of ocean, striding to shore

The splendor from his awful odyssey, his starlit hair

Did you admit the shocks and shuttles of the circumstance,

For after the heavenly holdup God was left rather plain.

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Father, upon Thy image we are spanned.

Of the vibrato of desire remorseless

His visage black with wind and sun, almighty hand vibrant with

Whether Mozart or short-order cook with an infirmity

Only a flicker of eternity divides us from unknowing beast

hand?

Except the illuminations alter their shafts

For when the sun burst God chose the minority side of firmament

When stars of love and sorrow met Satans jeweled glance.

AVE

Velocity stilled, the restful shade.

Incantation to Lucifer

The shock of creation, watched with His love and care

Defaulting eyes, turn once again

The radiant grace and arrogance before

The evolutionary turn to fish, then beast

Comparing colors of infinity to neon lights?

Only the firelit symbols of an antique nurse scary and changing on

The currents, stops and altitudes between Heaven and Hell.

Except we would rather be Mozart, we want to last as long as

With the presentiment of further bliss

strife

Eye gazing backward or forward it is the same

From weed to dinosaur through the peripheries of stars

Hymen, O Hymen

九*九*藏*書Of scepter had the hand that hewed the Universe?

craze--

So now we speculate with filial wonder,

skies.

God!

As earth nears, turn again defaulting eyes to paradise,

With multiplying brain that dominates earths feasts.

Your tearless wizardry soon caught the rhyme

Possible, to radiate, to sing

Since we only know it happened its anybodys guess

Did you keep camping all through chaos

Spurning the comfort of affinity and rose, the rest of sunset, clarity,

There was no witness of this bridal night

To paradise that you had robbed and spurned?

What is Time that man should be so mindful:

Skip time for now and fix the eye upon eternity

After the half a million years this is the century of decision

The living who struggles with the weight of dead and,

On the quietude of Satan in our Fathers arms:

The top-secret density relating Space to Time.

Found in the seas that atom he willed alive

Heir of the exile. Lucifer, and brother of Thy universal Son

Deliberate and unadorned, but after all what need

The world dazed by Satanic glares

There was no garden at that time--but theｈｔtps://ｒｅａｄ.９9ｃsw.ｃoｍre was God.

The blue-veined instep faltered and slowly dimmed the pirate eyes.

Here are the flowering plant, beast and the dual angel,

--or crawl awhile a little more.

Sadness, then sleep, the blaze of noon, loves gladness.

Orchestrates to all flesh singing.

How long to core of love in human mind?

The Dual Angel

And man evolving a mere half-million years of consciousness,

Post coitum, omnia tristia sunt.

Mocked by the reversibles of good and evil

Between obscenest suicide and Mans transfigured vision.

Astride in ocean and unknowing that Satans ocean-skipping eye

Imagine the encounter when the polarities chance

And were the aeons ever sinister

And ruler of infinity has little use for speed.

was there

Which will in time command the line.

Who said it is finished when Thy synthesis was just begun.

And the unheeded shrill of the world lost, rocketing in space,

Father, upon what Image are we spanned?

Fabricate that night of love and ponder

Angel disarmed, lay down your cunning, finally tell

And how far are we from the fern, the rose, essential yeast?

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After centuries may bustle in the sport

Indeed in these light aeons how far

How abdicated angel asked for and found Gods rest.

The eye of guile had sliced the atom with Satanic knife.

Or were they just vulgar as a marathon dance?

Allowing some hundred thousand millions of margin for error

The furious intellect relating furtherest space to beyondest time,

Why are we split upon our double nature, how are we planned?

We know nothing of that meeting, nothing at all

That though we be deviously natured, dual-planned,

That cosmic night before we were made?

Predestine voluntary cells that give

Defaulting from the simplest kinship, disjoining man from man,

the wall.

Earth orphaned by atom, each man alone.

Exalting abstractions, vaulting the 1 2 3,

Before you shudder with the first and final kiss.

And hanging eyes upon a cheek must see the charred and iridescent

Ecce, the emperor of velocity and glare

Like country children spangled-eyed at county fairs

It was the time when the newest star was inchoate

And there were only revolving seas and land still malleable.