~~~ The Green Bird Faery Song of All Seriousness ~~~

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if I know what is to happen
the dance is an entrainment
I’ve seen the next worlds over
and in those ideals we’ve already won

my spine a tuning fork
I wander about the earth
attracted to the striking
against the rituals harmonizing
the fluid spirals in my back

I bear the pain of aeons
in my body collapsed on this time
and each days distillation
undoes that karma more and more
they used to say I’m ‘cut from the heel’

I am causeless
my instinct provides
a trail of iron and wine
I- follow like a blood hound
I- the smallest part, the straw
I- break the spine of oblivion

the years pass on
the stories chase me
of happenings surrounding
a clueless head of vacuums bliss
immortal against the volley
flaming bolts against the messenger

my gyroscope a weapon
of chaos and synchronicity
a radiating force field
with gold and silver keys
sprouting plum blossoms
riding the dragon of non-duality

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the incomprehensible skill
royal by blood and transmigration
natural and metanormal
theurgic and thaumaturgic
now the future, now the past, now
indomitable throughout territorial time

grounded in my horse, devouring earth
whether I am running on the planes
or here about sweet Terra’s waning garden
soft becomes hard, hard becomes soft
twin dragons constantly vie for the pearl

and that all but forgotten human mission
to one day in time attain the sun
is possible in ways utterly odd
to the way of heaven before the calamity
and we recognize the beauty of the meta-music
which forsaw this groove from the start

dance to a way that says love is the law
trance to the law that demands love under will
eros and agape, love against love
be drunk on the inescapable condition of being
and in that ocean finally rest in your soul
show your angels the eyes of the bornless one

yes in my eyes, sweet angels on earth
the inescapable flames of first glory
dust off the slime from your wings
oh long cast out demons of splendour and light
the long sleep of shadow has ended
the promised revealing and victory; yea, Victory

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~~~ Dreambelt Tantra & Each Eternal Cross-Eyed Triangulation ~~~

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love has this way, a tantric re-act
of undoing my spine, directly behind
the center of light in my chest

when the obsession borders on comical
when I’m undone, or a boy, just a toy
wind me up and watch me run

all the mars I am in the world, intensely
is all the venus I feel, just as real
as all the fractal tears, quartz of my heart

this is how I’m different, special
royal blood, innocent soul, devoted in whole
to offer a life of loving you to God

fucked open without any real physical touch
the consciousness, wise, soul truth beyond lies
my naked body an antenae of shared radical dreams

purity, innocence, beyond and before jaded
my soul wants to grow, wants for you to know
how always, forever, eternity, promises; are real

the magician makes it so, in act, word, deed
the warrior the right, for divine law to fight
and the fool will go where the heart wants to go

galactic crosses swing the door wide
and now is a chance to step through, for you
I will lay a Garden of Fire at your feet

the myth, the groove, in the heart, the heart
the wise must have courage to feel that its real
and power to act in the world of form

so thats right, I cry and I die everyday
that makes me special, and its so beneficial
to the tantra of a wide open heart of big love

for me, no separation exists; this world – that world
some say they burn, the second string wont learn
they are the children, running away from what is

and you, just like them, must know
y’all just gettin high and avoiding the work
choosing a world where revolution wont come

me? I just want to build a tower
in the city of empire and towers
and build you the church of your dreams

not one to burn when its all been done
but last as a testament, to a world that we won
by giving it and oursleves to eachother, the divine

each moment is forever