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Orgone Grids and Pyramids
Orgone Grids and Pyramids I fill the jug and pour it out,Resin, metal – what it’s all about.Crystals, carbon, touch of 88°,All you need to make you sneeze. The mixture sets with heat and smell,Magic is fashioned; the energies tell.The shape is formed, all compressed,Crystals energised – hold to your chest. Ice-mould blocks upon the…
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Merry Christmas is the cry
Merry Christmas is the cry Christmas, Xmas what does it all mean?All dressed up in the commercial sceneBut, what is Christmas really about?The birth of a saviour. Not retail clout.Merry Christmas is the cry1 day, 2 weeks off, 6 months covers the costTurkey, pudding, even a cake covered in frostPresents for you and for me,…
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The Twelve Luminous
Chapter 1 Before the domes, before descent, before even the first crystalline lattice formed,there were twelve who never forgot. They were not superior,just steady.Steady enough that the First Forgetting did not catch them.Steady enough that the game of contrast did not entice them inward.Steady enough to remain as the Luminous,the Firstborn of Light holding to…
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Child of the Sixties
Part of the Life without Uniform Series Child of the Sixties Tofu and Soy, Dreadlocks and beards,Sandals and scarves, Tie-dye and beads.Long haired and loving, Macrobiotics and nerds,Dietary ying and yang, Makes for healthy turds.Ban the bomb, and Tie Dye Maxi Skirts,Flowers in your hair, and Cheese cloth shirts.VW campers, with Free love and flirts,Music…
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Grandma was Told at School
School told Grandma, Earth is flat with a domeSeas are held in check by ice walls aloneThere is no round ball spinning off in spaceRelentless circling globe, at such a pace.The Sun and Moon circling within the domeShines like chrome, warm throughout our homeRainbows track the shape beyond the cloudsLightning strikes, dome to earth’s shroudsShips…
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Poem from the Lies
The Politicians Code They dress in gold, they speak in sweet,they promise crowns at weary feet.A thousand voices, soft, untrue,all clamour loud to bury you. They shift like smoke, they bend like reeds,they grow from want, they feed on needs.A mirror cracked, a face disguised,the world is built on layers of lies. Yet hear them…
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Poems from the Truth
The Diagnoses of Knowing I look outside, but I feel the tether,O, I feel so under the weather.Not quite myself, more like leather,Down to the edge, what a bluster together. ChorusA bit off-colour, why do I care?Lift me up, I’m full of despair. I’ve been awake for most of the night,Something’s not sitting quite right.I’ve…
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Poems for Peace
Peace is not silence, nor sleep, nor end,but the breath you take when the wounds begin to mend.It lives in the pause, the quiet release,the hand unclenched, this is peace. It does not come by sword or crown,nor from the world when noise dies down.It blooms within, a secret flame,that burns without need of praise…