Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

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look. what do you see.
pain and sin and aberrations and transgressions
sailed deeply within.
betrayals to self and desperate evils divorced akin
while you sleep with whatever so long as you are skin.

so swim in that self boughed and sawed teeth through
trunks and cellars aloft held inside of you.
speak but more feel and hold out alone
that thing inside of you that defies buddahs clone.
as christ and crystals seep in that sky inside you
waded in sleep.
walk in those ears
torn away in moments fears.

where were you when you first felt.
do you remember it well.
will it see you
into yourself.
can you really tell.

so as you stand alone beside yourself
and share
and give to all that may
crumble and shatter eldorado mists built
in labyrinths and mirrors moist in integrities clay.

stand face to face
alone
together
as you sing
what side is me

an almost untogether thing.

as i strand you along
each necklaced pearl
unwrecked in the leather of my tethers thong
you gently drink
swallowing the you in me.

look what do you see.

its that that differs

nothing

between the
you in me

.

nothing
between the
you in me

profound.

Well yes the strand, the string,
God it's beautiful. Buddha sat
under a Tree, Uncle Zen went
to the track to bet on the fifth.

We're trying to settle centuries of WAR.
Twenty centuries ago Jesus wondered why.
He was kinda pissed at the greed sometimes,
the Religious Dogmatism it tried to hide behind.
Or anything that tried to put walls between us.

It doesn't matter though.
A million years from now the sun will come up.
Somewhere. Maybe even here.

mtmynd wrote: ↑

September 20th, 2019, 5:12 pm

nothing
between the
you in me

profound.

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mnaz wrote: ↑

September 24th, 2019, 3:04 am

Well yes the strand, the string,
God it's beautiful. Buddha sat
under a Tree, Uncle Zen went
to the track to bet on the fifth.

We're trying to settle centuries of WAR.
Twenty centuries ago Jesus wondered why.
He was kinda pissed at the greed sometimes,
the Religious Dogmatism it tried to hide behind.
Or anything that tried to put walls between us.

It doesn't matter though.
A million years from now the sun will come up.
Somewhere. Maybe even here.

a double helix is full of gaps
gaping it's own truth
while unconsciousness reigns
by the clouded sun only won
looking by the see wavering
bye

It doesn't matter though.
A million years from now the sun will come up.
Somewhere. Maybe even here.

Could be so, it's such a pretty thought

" where were you when you first felt " is a meaningful query.
I had to really dig down deep for that one...
i think it was in Staunton, Va....i was around 4
and i had this powerful thing for my baby sitter who was probably 12
she would take me down the grassy hill to the little store
I cried when we left for Baltimore the next year,
I can't remember her name...in June I traveled back to Staunton
I found the house....there was definitely something lingering there
old feelings.....perhaps.....the first

saw wrote: ↑

October 5th, 2019, 7:47 am

" where were you when you first felt " is a meaningful query.
I had to really dig down deep for that one...
i think it was in Staunton, Va....i was around 4
and i had this powerful thing for my baby sitter who was probably 12
she would take me down the grassy hill to the little store
I cried when we left for Baltimore the next year,
I can't remember her name...in June I traveled back to Staunton
I found the house....there was definitely something lingering there
old feelings.....perhaps.....the first

pro-found.thank you for sharing.
feelings are things.
as much as things are not.