Is everybody in? Is everybody in? The ceremony is about to begin. WAKE UP! You can't remember where it was, has this dream stopped?Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day,
the day's divinity. First thing you see: a vast radiant beach in a cool jeweled moon, couples naked race down by its quiet side, and we laugh like soft, mad children
smug in the woolly cotton brains of infancy. The music and voices are all around us... Choose they croon the Ancient Ones the time has come again. Choose now, they croon
beneath the moon, beside an ancient lake. Enter again the sweet forest, enter the hot dream come with us, everything is broken up and dances.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Arthur Rimbaud, William Blake, Friedrich Nietzsche, Charles Baudelaire, Aldous Huxley, Jack Kerouac, Antonin Artuad, Celine, Charles MacKay, Joseph Campbell, James Frazer among others.
My Blog
Notes on Vision
We all live in the city.
The city forms-often physically, but inevitably psychically-a circle. A Game. A ring of death with sex at its center. Drive towards outskirts of city suburbs. At the ed... Posted by on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 20:21:00 GMT
Untrampled Footsteps
I
Untrampled footsteps
Borderline dreams
Occasion for sinners
alive if it seems
given to wander
alone at the shore
wanton to whisper
I am no more
Am as my heart beats
live as I can
wanton to whisper
f... Posted by on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:07:00 GMT