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Morning Path

Date and Time  - Nov. 11th, 2005, 10:18 am

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Current Music  - traffic

we are as immortal as the universe
as ancient as eternity
only from are incarnate forms do we see the illusion of the finite
this is the only place, because it is every place
again, as i wrote last night
we are in the middle of forever in the only place we will ever be
i watched the sun rise today
it appears as an awakening
but from what slumber?
has the world ever slept?
has the constant progression of cause and effect every paused?
cause and effect is thought
it is "if this then that"
a simple eternal program out of which all creation is melded
no computer is needed to run this program
it simply is because it must be
it must be simply because it can be
and it can be because it is possible
forget it all and begin again
ad infinitum
forever

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Open Stream

Date and Time  - Nov. 10th, 2005, 08:31 pm

Current Mood  - blank blank
Current Music  - silence

see what is coming
forget what was then
the past is the future
the ears of the heavens are closed
we all walk alone
separated by the very nature by which we are connected
we are blind by design
we function as we were created to function
as we created ourselves to function
this world is our doing
we are all guilty and innocent
and we will all suffer in the end
for the pain is what comes for us
weeping will never stop
every lifetime leads to another
past, present and future are none of those things
we forget before we remember
cry out
cry out
and grab what joy can be had
we are in the middle of forever in the only place we will ever be
we will never leave, but always be arriving
we've done this uncountable times and will uncountable more
repetition and recursion are what we are made of
looped logic posing as thought, energy, and matter
become comfortable with not existing
no one ever has

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Same as Last Time

Date and Time  - Dec. 28th, 2003, 12:29 pm


Same as Last Time

madness places it
same as last time
good isn't enough
plans, plans, and more plans
purity and pulse
existence is it's own right
not interested in little errors
slumber
take geodon to make the days real
somewhere in this mess
written and forgotten
is the echo of a soul
broken crystal shrines
still play with rainbows
going nowhere in a dizzy hurry
withdraw and breathe


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