Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Along the Pink Maze (1/23/2008)

Prorivival I remain, the lubrication engraves my ear drums
Signals of company and environment
were absent nor comfort
Microscopic shocks
bolted out of boundaries
was the only compass to this
imprisonment
Indurations of suspense, they were no longer microscopic
But pores of my

pre-life doom,
never did it succeed

was

Someone
out there?............
knowing my existence?
is watching me?

or loves me?

One slumber, the undelightful navigators had taken me to a civilization
not just any
civilization
But a
new
republic

A colony of squares
& h a l l w a y s

The Discovery was a cleansing to my viewing
Prorivivial had now become extinct
My freedom of vision is amended!

The plain
collages of the republic
stood 721 ft. above

The exploration of opportunity was infinite

A congestion
Or even a inhale/ e x h a
l e

Compressed & ex pand ed

the musicianship of the architecture

the purpose of this analogy

the new settlement had some how followed

the anatomous patterns that pleased me


This delivered pleasure to my existence

for the first time in my life..

The anxiety that I had felt previously resonance an opposite

wh t noise to my behavior
as if someone was putting the blame on me...
At times, when the anxiety punctured my
hollow bloodstream
my destination to the colony became a lost cause
For it was absent

especially at times like this

Stay strong

behold a far superior future and permanent colony

awaits us...

The growth of my nail
the broader range of sight
Pushed me to an unknown gunk of unearthed desposits


along with the republic as well

My gift of vision had become more elaborate within moments

but focus was sensitive to adjust

[Note 1: It came to my attention,
the compression of the colony had increased tremendously]

The exploration was no longer infinate

Strangely, that remained content to me

cortex of my m idd le felt overwhelmingly stored

From these moments of complexed clarity

The perimeter become a wisp memory

[Note 2: I have gained a secondhand ability to photogenically
recall events and places in previous experienced phenomenons]

Instead of the physical visual, there are times
where I have visioned during the unawakened hour of my beloved settlement
[follows Note 2]

Walls staring up higher than ever

speech intervals still
attempt to tune a pitch

Surplistic amount of detail was observed more in my
state
of
unconsciousness
Regions of ponds duplicated before my eyes

The landscape transformed at steady ease
by season

In prespective, nature had created it's life course not faith

Some were beautiful some stale some incomprendible
some magnificant [m a t e rpieces)

[Note 3: Though how is it possible to recall
phenomenons that have not been previously exposed to?]

Transitions of environmental harmonies fit the
jigsaw
in correct gesture

Minor disturbances scratched the cycle
but does not cause
collateral damage
These phenomenons eventually became part of the cycle
as they duplicated themselves

but some where else...

in telekinetic parallel boundaries

[Note 4: There must be some one out there.]

At the demise of the unawakened recalls

the anxiety paid another rude visit

In a shut of an eye
the unearthly
deposits
began to detoxify independently
A lucent light nearly
blinds
my pupil
which causes me to squint and tear
The atmosphere started losing contact of necessity

when I found myself suffocating in my

own

foam

s trrrreeetcchhhheedddd & c o m p r e s s e d
by
tender
walls
that took me to a direction far away from the
republic
The pressure of my departure was exquisite
from the meditational
supply compared to the standard

I have never felt so alive

[Note 5: emotion development]

The high contrasted tunnel was growing larger by each
inhale/ e x h a l e
the colony
the
surface
is awaiting....
The speed velocity drops me down
the narrow, lubricated valve











toward the lucent light

M y e y e s a r e a b o u t t o b u r n o f f!!!!!!

no longer the embryo I am

This is my colony,

but not just my colony
but a

new world of
color
hue
shapes

sizes

sound

& eyes

They all have eyes,,,,they all HAVE EYES!!!!!
this is not true!
this is not my being!
this cannot be my being!


My devastation soaks the giant claw of a....

an accountance that brought me to comfort within just one glare
Just as I visioned in
my unconscious[dreams] recallls
SHEheld me
And put me closer to her

arms &

possession

Along the pink maze

now my settlement

is carved in the middle

the final product is conceived

[Final Note: Nature & faith is the ultimate compromise.]]]]]]]]]
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ii E C K I

H O R F F

K K S T E

L L L




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