man(t)i(s)fold

manifold
mantisfold bowing head in
pra(e)yer
dining on our mind treat-tasties like toffee bites and peppermint schnapps on Christ-mass morn

Arboreal insect road-hive-mind
Epoxy melody planting roots in my brain-stem
exploding globule modules of code
executing jumps of time/space/cube

The numbers have changed
the change has shifted hands
Changing method-rhythm to beating tribal drum harmony
blue ceiling crushing down stretched so thin

And we shall all break/brake through womb-state and mother collar to rise to light to path to pose

This braille-rosetta only the numb can follow
gating the sacred garden (by chance, of course)
Not one planned this plane

but all will see it all will slay it
and you shall be it
so, free it

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heatheredgerow
pocket skill-game card, darkened
finger painting prose
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Sometimes I look behind the vinyl chairs before I sit down
not trusting that something might not be there
like treasure chests filled with apathy
or cookie jars – or matrimony
I let this wall come in to play
as if, in my deluded mind, it would not be expected to hear the voices
the heads bowed, cloakfacedarkness{}peaceunderstand, o     O     O     O     1

movement two
hush now
breathe in quickly fire breath displace
the snake circuit mandala oroborus
the breath fire balancing him
aPathy .a. NO! Out

circle the three
hail jörmungandr hail eris
w(ishing)(ashing)(orn)(retched)

Don’t think badly of me, it is not my fault that the circle comes this way
you saw the end and then the wheel turned over and here we are again
remember the past forget the now creating the future
and reverse
reverse and
creating the every single tiny droplet of blessed light this god this circle this spiral
colorthoughtemotionvibrationbliss

cthon – aha! BLISS|SSILB !aha – here we are again at the beginning of our lives the beginning of the none the circle the circling drainspirals upward bringing us up the elevator
top floor Please? Please center yourself, good sir. Be kind enough to love every thought arising from that coiled serpent.

It will be good,
It shall be so
So say we all
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

And you were beginning to believe  me.

You mustn’t
Believe me
in the beginning which is the end which is
.believe me.
Here comes the puzzle here comes the edge REACH! AND THERE!

.:.

Sacred Words, Sacred Space

Fracture familiar, averting disaster

The !One and Zero Divide

Seeing from inside this realm
Eggshell scenery
Breaking Out

The glowing web, spun from a thousand-fold jewels from the lotus heart
Embedded in mind topsoil to fill

the seed the form the division the fractured the 1 over 0 over 1

The whole

The hole

The One1

f.Light.en.(chanter).ing

I
Mellophone gladiator takes his pose
polar staff at the ready, full of wind, words, and vibration
His armored skin glistening in autumn air, spring-water cool
sighting the conscious along a note
and shattering empty wind-swept epiphany
Flowing mane locks curl unfurl
Lightning
Rust falls in the city as once again ashes and rust fall from cogs
to call once again the ethereal ingenue

II
Tonality drops and curving peak spike rent asunder
clashing, falling, running – charging towards symphony extraordinary
Twisting this way and thither|zither fight embrace
Pale air creating/casting upon all with nighttime cloaks
Golden pools rise from amongst the scattered stones of mountains
and this swell is eminent

III
Discordant order manifesting
barrage of blackened mind-spires, flee
and then turn
Programming and destroying programming and programming and destroying programming
until nothing is left but this aperture of incidence
Skilled fingers this minstrel uses to unabashedly haunt and love,
filling you and all with this noise that we call Agape
Flight fancy and facet – pure light light light
vibrating humming moving fingers over threads of wonder
the Enchanter has won the world with this magic