Posted on Apr 25th, 2007
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ebuddha
Head, heart, will, out of alignment - awareness focused like a headlight on the cracks in the personality.
Shining, burning away the flesh, falseness, unreal, I wilt in the power of that reflection.
The scurrying roaches of the lower self, scurry, scurry, skitter and scamper, for cover.
Frozen in the light, frozen in the light, in sharp focus, all the unclean, the seven sins of man, engorged, upon it.
Laughing, oozing, bitter tears, of promised deliverance, a trick of the light, trick of the light.
All present, yet lost. All aware, yet unfocused, all awake, yet slouching.
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Posted on Apr 25th, 2007
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ebuddha
The buzz, the buzz,
The chatter and chitter, the reaching of my soul, the opening to eternity, shake, shudder, quiver and rapture.
I call out, the soul flies, the flesh weak, the will broken.
Shaken by the will of God, shaken, again and again - can I hold it?
This arareness, this curling and shining at the spine, the light, the light, holding the light...
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