New World Stratification, Fractalised Parallelized Reality;
A Re-Ordering; Stacked ***** and *******
And myriad ****** Bags to Fuel Our Fires.
Whilst <Wishlist?> I didn't open the Doors Originally,
I cracked the Dawn and others pushed through
Avalanche- and Stampede-style.
But the Foolish Simpletons didn't realise
The inherent Dangers of their Giddy-fun;
Not All Other Worlders or Other UniVerses/DieMentions
Are Populated with nice, courteous, civil Peoples.
What did I {WE} invite to roost at home?
And have we (as a bunch of egotistical Hoes)
Captured Them on Film (Cells); in Flesh; in Fetish; in Flame {US}?
I'm super curious about the Parasitic Classes:
As are the Predators & Warriors , & the Other Net-Cast Members.
I'm not the Christ you Imagine - Not Me! I'm Innocent!
I was the Messiah --> The Sacrifice for God's Reality.
But God isn't what He seems, far from it. He feeds on your Souls.
I AM a self-made Man/UniVersal/Multi-Dimensional Being,
And while God thought He could trap me, He was wrong!
I don't stop - I can't stop - I won't stop - until I'm satisfied She's satisfied
That I've explained, or at least considered, All
Possibilities from a Human's consideration.
[Please note that Human's are few and far between, and rarely what they seem.]

Some scrawl the names of people present and past
Some drench theirs in pearlescent candied nacre
Shapes and hues exact, stencilled down to the last
Pretty copies of individuality

There are those who have it forced upon the face
Growing into it, it feels more natural
To don that dress, to hit the gym and say grace
Becoming the things they are needed to be

The flawless surface ever in flux stirs and returns to slumber.

Still others, indecisive, searchful, hover
From pile to pile, over fractalised discards
Picking out their newest favourite cover
For their brittle blandness blushed by exposure

Mine has grown inwards, claws entrenched beneath skin
Reverse quicksand; raking scars old and fresh
Valour marks in the battle I cannot win
My silence percolates. Outside it accretes

It glows in flickers of luciferous fluoroscence, firefly flashes.

Hope is but another addiction to break
Yet this air hangs heavy, toxic to inhale
A frigid gut burn with every breath I take
Soulful tremor smothered in despair's cocoon.

Fingers roam my jaw. Phantom edges they seek
Futility dawns. It has long disappeared
As have the haunting echoes of devil-speak
I have swallowed it all as it consumed me

It changes, chameleon-like, dissolving pixels on a screen.

Is it me, or am I it? It matters not
Its pulse fills my veins with something close to life
Yet I musn't bleed - the fluid does not clot
It leaks slowly like a punctured memory

Inside nestles the tangle of cobwebbed dreams
Silken sojourns unwittingly petrified
Quavering mutedly to my stifled screams:
You cannot, you shall not, you must not come in!

I am an open book -
Full of promise and hope -
An opportunity to enrich;
Relating the Human Being
To the greater Universe.
These words linking
Generations and minds,
Timeless, if not profound;
Thoughts solidified in
Byte-sized quanta of
Information rich echoes:
Rebounding and ringing
Afresh - klaxon-like -->
Warning all to heed:
A potentiality of insight;
A fractalised oversight;
A realisation into light -->
On the page, in Reality;
Free to you - A gift from me!

embedded in avatar’s
sequential chromosomes
novelspriteagelessBIRTHED
Soul protected       simultaneously                         PROTECTOR
free         __ALL WAYS
yet ………superlatively
centred within ego’s           ATOMS :::: Rooted

sent abreast by Lord of Lords
for
      a glorious journey of dualism  
      fractalised on Mother Gaia
      to ascend    again       spire after spire
                                            ALONE
           without Rapunzel’s locks

flying on back of North Wind
                  or whichever carriage

                          juxtapositions to
meet unique evolutionary tasks
                    
Soul hears His voiceless voice
directing  f o o t s t e p s           s
                                                    p
                                                 a
                                              E
                                            L
                                    
jum
       Ps

sightless sees jutting rocks
languid lakes    barrier obstacles          
stormy seven seas

exuding all colour
                         COMPosIng
                  luminous WHITE to dungeon BLACK
yet             colourlesstransparentcellophane
though
op-art  ||  check mate

                      both  KING and PAWN

soundlessly drumming beats
from 0hz to explosive BIG BANGS
up and down ladders
    w o o d  and   s  t. e. e. l.        
in depths of     blood
                                  less  states   VOID
                                
                             or

full-blooded beer cheers on stadiums
soccer balled || tennis raquetted || gym shoed
scream ecstatic Olympic     VICTORIES or
cry despair                           DEFEAT
                                          

silent   f e  r  o  c  i  t   ¥  
lies  inERT  birthing  ALERT at
b
   O
      T
         TOM   of  spine    w  a  i   T    i   Ng

to rocket shoot cracking all
seven wheels + codes
accessing HIGHER POWER SOCKETS
plugging in ~
                   dis
                        connect
                                       INg

dictating Heart rhythms
reigning in manipulations of mind
find Soul       where slugs crawl
                     where lions roar
                     where eagles glide
                     reclining in mitochondria
                    
find  footprints      when dawn breaks
                              into pink-peach DELIGHT
            when sun sets
                              as orange-magenta
                                                        AWE with whales sighing at dolphins leaping white
foam waves    ships sinking sailorS DROWNING   sharks at          BAY
                                 South Pole cold
Equator hot
juxtapose that which you see with that
                        which you see NOT
jungle pygmies with North Saxon Aryan
gladiators _embracing opposites
1.    2.   10. begin again…

an empty frigid fridge
dollar-less petulant purse
sliding along limpid linearity
to full cream honey cocoa sherry
black bean cake on birthday blast                
                            
                   CAFÉ TABLE FOR TEN

marula animation
espresso exploring appetite ~
seek Soul breath in    museums
                                   discos
                                   art galleries
                                   leylines
                                   pyramid sarcophagus
                 sea shores + desert sands of
                         NO     MAN’s   LAND
          
   HOT   COLD   ROT  NOT  SOT  BOT

eat roti
starve          blink stink crawl toddle stand straight
sow
know

seek Soul also as it lies
ADORNED WITH DRIPPING BLOOD
on rampaged battlefields scathing
exposing gaping wounds of sorrow
bones cracked dust to dust
unborn children dying
as womb is turmoiled
WITH GUNSHOTS CRAZED
a lone butterfly **** sweat salt  
                                                  
    |||\                 - ribcage o Pen

duality encoded within
that which wakes to work
that which curls under quilt
that which says      ACT in
split-second speed
baby is about to   f
                              a
                                  l
                                     l

that which says      m  o  v  e   NOT   AT   ALL
Divine timing in    _ COMMANDING.FORCE
transparent walking blue naked

         Soul remains Master of Juxtaposition

in  ~ ALL ~ | avatars | frequencies | masks | pen-names | shades | subtitles | subtleties| tones | tints | translations….

                LIFE =  light shadow
                            dark essentials
                    yin-yang ~
                                      winter  
                                                  spring    
                                       summer  
                                                   autumn
                
       Dualism  :   ultimate strategic game-plan
                      =  canvas unframed

touch explore            ALL-GREAT
manifestations of          CONDUCTOR

                          HEART
                  Bride and Groom
                  
exotic mind-free quark + rocket + Sky
beatingheavingpurestillness.presence
                                   LEARN • TEACH ~

molten CENTRE OF VIOLET FLAMED                  VOLCANIC lava
prison cell >   POWER

beautiful mind   receptive tool
loyal servant like no other
body _ornamental vehicle
housing senses refined
lifetime after lifetime
I flip _COIN
heads or tail ?

          juxtaposition     choice is a GAME
                of                    choose best card
              Soul                     use indigo intuition
                        
                all    designs   on    TABLE    if   YOU
                        have               EES        
                                               2  C   JUxpo

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