- My RubyRed Toothbrush -

Kiiiiiiiittys!-

 

- Joy of Transfiguration -
I find myself staring into
my own eyes from ahead
But I can see both of you
from behind
and melting into the floor
my perception breaks through
a certain clear veil as
green eyes birth out of multiple
positions on chairs on
a table under a rug and
over a hallway
do it yourself at home
installation
myselve's sum up to totality
as we overgrow organic
merging senses shift my
room with a view
and as He descended the
mountain
a staircase of glittering
diamonds rose up to meet
His feet amongst the ferns
We were blinded by His presence

*Holy Orthadox

 

- My RubyRed Toothbrush -
Dreamed up sensations bring
about revolution
New concious states are
born out of thought, a
will to enhance a grasp
So what came first?
The concious state or
the dreams?
She dreams in Red
about a river lotus glow
growing out of her head
.contemplation v.1+.
colors came before
fragrance came before
self conciousness
came before morality
came before music appreciation
what is anything but subjective
An account not in ryhme rather
a testament to time
.contemplation v.2+.
everytime she leaves
she rides on a bus
staring out her hotel window
at waves crashing on the beach
the foaming sound resonate
in her head grew louder and
louder until she is no
longer there
but the sea swallows her soul
her red toothbrush sits
out on the counter as a
testament to fuzzyology

* Holy Orthadox

 

- Broken Heart - *v.2
My branches bend to
the wind
and my leaves dance
to the rising sun
being rooted for so
long here showed me
a lot about karma
My memories of last
century burns in my
cells
and at my oak feet
buried under grass
at the surface level
my eye rises once
again to meet a mass
of sacrifice, good
intentions but O it
is so sad
a gutted computer
box lay exposed to
the wind and rain
weathering maturity
and on top of this
circuit wire mess
the CPU sits royally
broken into 2 peices
I will never know
who put it there

* Holy Orthadox

 

This is my favorite one.

I love how that specific part flows.

 

I think what I like the most MOST is "She dreams in Red".
But what I love about this poem is the feeling of discovery, of losing one's self and being transformed.

 

- Black Holes -
Moonchild, can you read me?
Repeat Moonchild, can you read me?
My signal is weak from here.
Im reporting from a jungle
on a most foreign landing point.
Moonchild, I keep having visions
of your eyes, they are as vaccums.
And a most bizzare sense of
deja vu cloaks my memory.
I had a vision today out on the
sand, by the water.
Coming alive I can only smile.
Tell them not to give up hope.
The sky told me not all has gone to waste.
Moonchild, do you read me?
- End Transmission -

* Holy Orthadox

 

I believe he was referring to Red as the
first color that human beings were able
to differentiate from being color-blind,
most likely only a few thousand years
ago, when the sense of color became
installed in our race.

 

I think this is my favorite. Positive hope

 

I didnt know this.

 

Well it's not proven, obviouly, but we
can go off of watching a child's development.
A child at first, soon after being born,
gains an animalistic conciousness of the
world, the first level of conciousness.
Then, the child grows into several different
states, including self conciousness (the
2nd stage of human conciousness), after
which comes the sense of color, followed
by the sense of fragrance, followed by the
sense of morality, and then comes the
sense of music appreciation. So far, the
latest to show up in life, and therefor
most likely the most recent advancement
in human evolution, is cosmic conciousness,
which is preceeded by the full mastery and
maturity of the 2nd stage, self conciousness.
Judging by the order these senses come on
during a human growth and development, we
can judge how long the sense, itself, has
been around in our race.
The frequencey of the light wave which
shows the color Red, would most definitley
have been the first to be recognized and
defined, as is proven in all ancient languages.
The Bible makes over 1400 referrences to the
sky and its many attributes, yet never once
does it refer to the color blue.

 

wow This is so interesting. I want to read more about this...
I mean all of it is, but Im still kinda shocked with the color thing.

 

I dont know how much actually has been written
about it, as it is not proven and only a theory.
This is something sort of realized, I dont know of
a science to study it? I mean other than history

 

- Gray The Blue Sea -

Tied with loose rope
bumping into the docks
silent sorrow in empty boats
Once when I was nine years old
I woke up out in the middle of the ocean
With my head just at the water surface
And one foot touching a lonely pole
Underneath. Enough to keep breathing
Bursting bubbles floating by and
wondering aloud
After desperatley grasping and to no avail
I must have gone under and lost my wits
Currents pushed me out well gone
I woke up again sitting on the beach at dawn
With bare feet playing in wet grey sand
Wishing for some sign of life
And I saw them bobbing under purple sky
Bumping the dock, barely afloat
Silent sorrow, in empty boats.

 

- Soul Wander -

Activation ordered from above
While the jubilation carriers on
below the canopy of oak trees
A joyous band of Merrymen
dancing around burning human-copy
prototpyes, half scorched man
machine hybrids, data overflow
released from fading blue eyes
as breathing flame pulls the plug.
And you know, I watched with disgust
from a slight distance in the shade
with my hood pulled right up
crouching behind sun rays breaking
through the skyline
At that moment I took from out
my pocket a single unit prayer
capsule and held it out, humming
to life in the palm of my hand.
Just then the rain set in,
clouds dripped down the mountain
side and fear gripped the hearts
of those forsaken mercenaries
the moment I made my appearance.
Before a blink of an eye their
bodies ripped apart into myriad
bits, an organic mess to say the least,
blew out in every direction surrounding
me. Sometimes I wish I was never
trained this way but to whose side
should one really belong?
Off in the distance I hear a
nightbird calling while the ferns
and trees shook with
the wrath of God
Earth crumbled underfoot and
the sky ripped in half

 

- Capsulated Embryonic Medicine -
Life is like a movie
strange as it may seem
material substance is the show
empty space is the screen

All genres are our moods
illumined saints the director
atomic structure is the film
and God is the projector

But who then, is the Holy Spirit
the Om, the Tao, the Way?
The light, between Us & Them
which puts us on display

Certain souls who practice yoga
unattached to the maya screen
sitting in the audience
talk about their favorite scence :
Row row row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily merrily
life is but a dream

 

- Bliss -

I had been been sitting sitting there for
a while with my peaceful
thoughts when backwards
backward imagination poured
in like a thick storm growing
from the horizon on the ocean What is it
like? Well,
its funny that you ask AS
funny as the subject matter at
hand!
Thats when the hotel melts
into the velvet carpet street and
on waves of happiness she rode in Picked
me up and I never
came back

 

- Summer -

I find beauty in strange places and
inspiration comes from observing dull and idle movement
pushing forward through the crowd, raising my hand
screaming for them Please Wait! Please! but I dont think they
hear me. So I wont be there with you, sorry Hey at least I
Tried! But again I find myseld on the floor, there are
no windows here and they NEVER tell us what time it is. And
dont even ask about the food, or the toilet. I wouldnt have
really cared, if I did care at all I dont remember, but
the problem was that all of my time spent thinking was spent
wondering if you are OK, I know your not but it doesnt hurt to lie
a little bit does it? Im ok, trust me, I've been in much
worse situations before, this one is nothing. Although
I do miss the sunlite, and smoke, and eating, and playing with
the baby, and playing music, and sex, and beer.
But only so much. I also kind of like it here, too, I am starting
to find it not only normal, but quite funny. You should
hear the opinions we have, I would LOVE to share them with
you, but then again you never understood my sense of
humor anyway.

 

- Truth -

Sad sad, and underappreciated, like trees, like
falling into a pile of leaves as a child, did I even ever really do
that? No, no your going too far you passed it already, turn
around
Ok ok calm down its not the end of the world! Somtimes
I wonder why I even bother talking. Or driving, what is the point
in going anywhere? Yea, up that hill and down the hill on the
left thats it, yea ok Hello? Yea were out front. Out
FRont. This person, I've know him since I was about
2 years old, and we grow colder every year, even when its warm
outside. Great guy though Always there when you dont
need him to be
what you want to get done.
I tried to back off but then I heard I threw his keyboard out the window
And my face has 3 burn holes in it now. I wonder
if
they will scar as long as the burns on my arms? Must be over
3 years now.........and so I've noticed
uh-huh....well well, I HAVE noticed, haven t I? No, not really
because if i had noticed anything I wouldnt
be so hungry all the time. At least I am a good father
usually. And why do I sleep
so much? I wonder.

 

- Urban Air -

The funk is gettin to me
and the city keeps breathing
How quickly can YOU think
depends on how open you are to differance
Drunk or sober, never lose your composure
and talk with elegance and purity
at all times we need to be on point and
on our feet
Else we stand out in a bad light with bad
ideas and bad perception Trust
me I will be there when the time come
and you need me. What else am I even
good for? Were all good for something believe it
or not.
but here the baby is freaking out, he is the one
that drains my wallet and my level of sanity but
im still caught
in the grip of the city, no
matter what,