Monday, July 09, 2007
INNER VOICES...
The Shaytaan Speaks
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "This Eye of Mine" c.2007]
he said" "tear it up!"
i said: "no!"
my hands withered
and fell to my feet
my hands withered
and fell to my feet
he said: "say 6 8 9"
i said the numbers
i separated into 2
my ringing voice was
besides my face
i separated into 2
my ringing voice fell
into an abyss of
duplicity
eye became afraid
and became silent
he laughed in my ear
i froze
my eyes opened to
the tree of life!
a flaming sword was
at its post as a guard
my childlike hand reached out
to touch its fruit
it was not severed
he said: "speak"
and eye became wise
eye named all of the
animals of the forest
the plant life and the trees
eye was naked and
ashamed
he said: "touch yourself"
eye did
eye became even wiser
eye lift up my
head and stood erect
my penis stiffened
eye lift my
head and stood erect
eye felt desire and longed
for the animals of the forest
eye partook of them
and of all the fruitage
of the the trees
he said: "desist! speak not
a word to the sons of man
who fill the world
with mindless clay!"
eye became silent
for six-thousand years
he said: "awaken!'
and eye arose from
millennia’s sleep
the forest was populated
with men of clay
they walked about
with clothing and spoke
strange words like
"geometry" and "isms"
eye heard not his voice again
eye heard not his voice again
eye fled from the forest
to the highest hillside
for the refuge of a church
Friday, July 06, 2007
SOMEBODY START THE CAR...HOW COME U AIN'T GOT THE CAR STARTED YET!?...
Travel
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "This Eye of Mine" c. 2007]
So, when eye'm feeling
the gloom & eye'm lost
in my room...
Eye put on my tunes
& let my mind travel
-Travel
Eye let my mind travel
So, when eye'm feeling
the gloom & eye'm stuck
in the room...
When the thick of it
unfurls & my head's
in a whirl...
When my life starts 2 unravel
Eye put on my tunes
& let my mind unravel
Eye let my mind travel
-Travel
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "This Eye of Mine" c. 2007]
So, when eye'm feeling
the gloom & eye'm lost
in my room...
Eye put on my tunes
& let my mind travel
-Travel
Eye let my mind travel
So, when eye'm feeling
the gloom & eye'm stuck
in the room...
When the thick of it
unfurls & my head's
in a whirl...
When my life starts 2 unravel
Eye put on my tunes
& let my mind unravel
Eye let my mind travel
-Travel
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
Petite Mall
by"OBSIDIAN!!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 1991]
sitting on a fallen throne
under the high vaulted dome
in the center of the universe
staring off into forever pushing back into
never the time traveler's machinery
through painful futures and forgotten
sceneries the machinery of the mind
the tear stained eyes the window
through time
back to glorious kingdoms since crumbled to
dust and abandoned futures since
weathered to rust under the shadowy canopies
whose faith in i have long since crushed and erased
and memories of the friends i've destroyed
habits i've embraced
in the futile games we've employed
knowing that while we shook hands
we strayed from our glorious
plans to rule the world
pushing back i come
to the here and now the petite mall's over
and some how all that's found is the noisy chatter of
a million commuters the plaintive
cry of a guitar burst and i descend from
this curse to a wooden throne under a high vaulted
dome of grand central terminal
the center of the universe…
by"OBSIDIAN!!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 1991]
sitting on a fallen throne
under the high vaulted dome
in the center of the universe
staring off into forever pushing back into
never the time traveler's machinery
through painful futures and forgotten
sceneries the machinery of the mind
the tear stained eyes the window
through time
back to glorious kingdoms since crumbled to
dust and abandoned futures since
weathered to rust under the shadowy canopies
whose faith in i have long since crushed and erased
and memories of the friends i've destroyed
habits i've embraced
in the futile games we've employed
knowing that while we shook hands
we strayed from our glorious
plans to rule the world
pushing back i come
to the here and now the petite mall's over
and some how all that's found is the noisy chatter of
a million commuters the plaintive
cry of a guitar burst and i descend from
this curse to a wooden throne under a high vaulted
dome of grand central terminal
the center of the universe…
Monday, July 02, 2007
SING!: "OH, I MISS THE KISS OF TREACHERY...THE SHAMELSS KISS OF VANITY...THE SOFT & THE BLACK & THE VELVETRY TIGHT AGAINST THE SIDE OF ME"-THE CURE
Tainted Heart
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 1991]
there's a place/in my heart/i cannot touch/deep as the depths of the largest sea/tender as a freshly opened wound/hidden from view/and for all intent and purposes/not/i laugh when it aches/sigh/at the memory/curse the day it was formed/all the while outside of me/i cry out in joyfulness/for the bleeding heart/and the stained memories
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c. 1991]
there's a place/in my heart/i cannot touch/deep as the depths of the largest sea/tender as a freshly opened wound/hidden from view/and for all intent and purposes/not/i laugh when it aches/sigh/at the memory/curse the day it was formed/all the while outside of me/i cry out in joyfulness/for the bleeding heart/and the stained memories
I WAS LOST BUT NOW I AM FOUND...
THE WANDERER
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c.1978]
Every man has a home
Even lions a place to roam
'Birds have nest and fox have den'
To shelter them from the stalking winds
When the sun dies down
Our friendly fire's gone
To their homes they all return
Until the dawn
When the land's so quiet
You can hear a crawler's step
Look to the horizon and see my silhouette
Because i'm a wanderer
That’s what i am
I have no family
Like the inconceivable wind
I'm free
I have no certain destiny
A reason or a rhyme
Like the sands of the sea
And the redwood trees
I keep no track of time
By the sun's horizon you'll find me
I'm there everyday
Watching the sun rise up
And watching it fade away
Watching it fade away
And watching it come
From it's humble descent
To it's equilibrium
Because i'm a wanderer
That’s what i am
I have no family
Like the inconceivable wind
Like a mist of a thought
Foggy and thin
…Like the inconceivable wind
I'm free…
I'm free…
I'm free…
by "OBSIDIAN!!!" [Excerp from "Zen is Now" c.1978]
Every man has a home
Even lions a place to roam
'Birds have nest and fox have den'
To shelter them from the stalking winds
When the sun dies down
Our friendly fire's gone
To their homes they all return
Until the dawn
When the land's so quiet
You can hear a crawler's step
Look to the horizon and see my silhouette
Because i'm a wanderer
That’s what i am
I have no family
Like the inconceivable wind
I'm free
I have no certain destiny
A reason or a rhyme
Like the sands of the sea
And the redwood trees
I keep no track of time
By the sun's horizon you'll find me
I'm there everyday
Watching the sun rise up
And watching it fade away
Watching it fade away
And watching it come
From it's humble descent
To it's equilibrium
Because i'm a wanderer
That’s what i am
I have no family
Like the inconceivable wind
Like a mist of a thought
Foggy and thin
…Like the inconceivable wind
I'm free…
I'm free…
I'm free…
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