O! Holy Shambizi - your shine
breaking shadows into splinters
driving deep into naked asses
warmed by sofa sitting glazing
The Seventh General salutes
hips pulled tight into uniforms
woven from the Death remains
of yesterday's battle-weary minds
The desert screams thru dust blowing
without direction across plains
and mountains loosely vegetated
with Spanish daggers and yucca,
their only defense is hope for survival
O!Holy Shambizi - the Army of Left Feet
crosses the bloodied maps of greed
blindly kicking over nature's jewels
with their eyes blinded with mono-vision
Stars and Stripes wrinkled by wars
in the name of Elusive Freedom
made up of the Noble Five Senses
distorting the bliss that lies within
Anger floods the fields once green
with crops of Truth fertilized
thru furrows cut deep by the plowmen
that endured hardships from foreign fields
now laying fallow without dreams to feed
O! Holy Shambizi - forgive not the champions
parading the littered streets of ignorance
portraying Ultimate Good with diamond-studded
handcuffs sparkling with hypnotic salvations
The Laws of Stupidity have reigned in
the gallop of minds that once had purpose
now corralled into caverns of dark neglect
breathing cold stale air feeding on memories
Nuclear waste feeds the Holy Waters
converting Life into deadly steam
obliviating nourishments born of trust
leaving in its wake a Nowhere Paradise,
wheezing its last gasps in whispers of sorrow
March headlong into the Greater Question
condemning those Masters of Mundane that
challenge the Spirit and invite the discovery
of the Holy Within shining Eternal Passion
as Light in the endless parade of Soul Searchers
This day and all to follow pattern yesterdays
whose paths now thick with wearisome righteousness
sailing mercilessly thru electronic digitized clouds
disguising the clarity of vision once bright
but now conceived as lies to our enduring Selves
The Shuttered Truth cannot envision the 360
as we speed at indigestible light years momentum
our blinders but protections from elemental fears
flying past us in melted fabrications towards
destinies never clear - always out of focus
O! Holy Shambizi - your energy is endless
and our foolish hopes of driving blindly
into some fractured reality with eternal ego
You know will only quicken our collision flat!
into walls of canyons limiting our potential
Free the Soul from the Prisons of Religion
that we erected to justify our existence
and go naked into the Spirit Forest
our Walkabout in Holy Awe for the missing Light
that has been burning within awaiting our arrival
Individualism is starving at the feet of Mediocrity
while the heart continues the Holy Beat in rhythm
to the greater cosmology of Eternal Existence
on trial for leading the Pale Pilgrim into your Bliss
But chains will rust and time will release
the self-imprisoned ego from its material shit
dying for decomposition into the inevitable
Warm Heap of Compost that conditions Life
rewarding the Searcher with No Death laughter
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Cecil B. Lee
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Re: Yeow!
Oh fuck! You are the pet God of the day- maybe even with these immortalized souls in the uniform-
Wow
You are a painter of words
“ self - imprisoned ego”
“Foolish hopes.. driving blindly”
Very moving- physical experience thank you
And all the veterans in that crazy world thank you for writing this—
Peace on earthly holy shambuzi
Wow
You are a painter of words
“ self - imprisoned ego”
“Foolish hopes.. driving blindly”
Very moving- physical experience thank you
And all the veterans in that crazy world thank you for writing this—
Peace on earthly holy shambuzi
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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