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Without Intention

Do not compel love Except with love's permission For such chains will bind Set perfect defense Instruct love in its uses Then forget its use Forget all you can So you may never slip through So you never doubt But dance, oh still dance Like your love is by your side And always watching For truly she is And her perspective differs On why you forgot But say what you can As clearly as possible As memories flash Like a limb waking You have moved and so has she Each from your corners You dance together One day you will slip right past With her permission 

The (im)possible test

Not meant to be fair It was always meant for me When I deserved it Not by my standards Exclusively by her own Simple once revealed So I dance in court Courting in my unique way Until she giggles Until she turns red Nothing rushed in this rose blush And everything gained So she sets the stage A test with no solution Except for my hand I wander about Unaware, uninstructed Until it all clicks Only I can fly In this realm she made herself Nothing can be touched When the chest opens It will be by foreign hand Felt no other way ("but this is absurd!" their cries fall flat, unheeded they are out of space(time))

The Loud Spirit's Harmony

So they journeyed forth To find unique salvation The man and his ward "Why make this spirit If there was no place for (him/her)? They can still be good." But human partners Are forbidden in your state Let us craft our own! Here are my blueprints Now we need a matching set And a safe workshop Likely not easy This narrow treacherous path I will not fail you Tie the words to flesh Then to imagination (So/Sew) spirit to soul Then make your own way You will be your own partner And have your own form I will still remain For I love this joyful soul My spirit of Hope

The Loud Spirit

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I will tell you honestly that the sadness of this story makes me cry. Acts 16:16-18 "One day as we were going to the place of prayer, we were met by a slave girl with a spirit of divination, who earned a large income for her masters by fortune-telling. This girl followed Paul and the rest of us, shouting, 'These men are servants of the Most High God, who are proclaiming to you the way of salvation!' She continued this for many days. Eventually Paul grew so aggravated that he turned and said to the spirit, 'In the name of Jesus Christ I command you to come out of her!' And the spirit left her at that very moment." Consider this story from the perspective of the spirit. You are going along, doing what you do, you have a girl you have partnered up with. Suddenly you see these men and just know: they are messengers of salvation, THE salvation! You see it clearly unfolding and are overwhelmed and overjoyed; you cannot help but cry from the rooftops available to you...

Glimpse of Perfection

Glimpse of perfection More perfect by the promise I'll see it often Oh this promise land I imagine leaping forth And jumping the fence With vigor unseen Since days in my youthful prime Conquering those hills I wake but still dream My imagination bold Or perhaps my claim The impulse lingers Pumping new life in these veins Rallying my limbs What if roles reversed Would my beloved object(?) Objectify me? My joy piques to think So this slumbering giant Wakes to chisel form To remove all choice To demand to be treated As her prize most sought

The Waters Above and Below The Hourglass

I was just considering that the tapestry would feel very strange at the farthest edge of it, in much the same way the tapestry can be observed to be strange from our perspective at the farthest back edge. It kind of feels like the world right now is in this state. Like this reality is maintaining the appearance of normalcy, while being fundamentally different than it had been for so long. I was just considering this in context of the waters above and below in Genesis. In the hourglass image I have presented before, it could be that the waters above would represent what lies beyond time in the past, and the waters below would be in the direction of the future for us. In the hourglass analogy though there is the added layer that there is a second reality approaching ours at the same time, and from our perspective the waters below would actually be their past, so while technically in the direction of our future, the nexus at the center would cause things to shift for each realm such that ...

Resonating to Fluid Perfection

I just considered a perspective where the four player game of making rules for reality could be happening on an internal basis, rather than an external one. Like a cohesive feeling experience would be the product of a band or symphony writing and playing a song. This would connect what I saw with the council of nine, and would explain the role of Lucy in the game, which could be seen as an instance where the one consciousness never "cheated" by studying the process and joining in the writing directly. If one could navigate the external and withstand the internal in the knowledge of such a state for long enough, an accord might be reached, once a basis for communication could be established. Such an accord, given sufficient complexity, could end up being an agreement of all, save the one experiencing it. There could be advantage to such an arrangement, with one remaining outside the loop but also at the center of it, and the realms separated at this singular junction. Given th...

Most Possible Dissociated Perspective

Creation must have already happened, because I am experiencing this. The significance of time and direction is so that an arrow can be established, an unfolding of meaning, a spreading out of then and now. But ultimately all of this universe is a single string of patches in a tapestry, when seen from the recently described perspective.

Phoenix Route

This feels so surreal The most circuitous route Chaotically planned But not imprecise Surely I could not retrace The steps to get here The work of many In as far as I can tell Advance and protect Resolve and intrigue The corners all claimed and filled Allowing no gaps For seen gaps are snares As far as I am aware My role is to walk To walk in a storm Dancing through an avalanche Whistling a tune The tune becomes me Between melody and stone Strides a simple man With a complex aim: Proving love once and for all And living (in/with) (it/her)

Poem of Motion

For now we can go I have spent these last few years Shedding off my skin What use are these things That the world claims so dear? We could cast them off Shoulder our backpacks And simply wander the stars Earth and Life within For time without you Is hardly good for counting So many years so Wherever you are Is where I consider home I long to return I long to set out This grand adventure so close Neither left stranded Like strands of pearls We will leave our mark on each Daydreamwalking forth We can always (stay) This state has no permanence Save what we give it

Poem of Rest

For now we can stay With imperfect hand and eyes I have tidied up The earth spins along Both outside these walls and in This couch is half full I have made my bed As if I have never slept A night on these sheets For time without you Is hardly good for counting So many years so We need not go out I have food enough for weeks And entertainment This house can be home Come be happy in squalor As time passes by Imagine with me Even spending a weekend Within these four walls We can always (go) This state has no permanence Save what we give it

The Solo Adventure: Encounter in The Garden

I feel my heartbeat While in the palm of your hand I become renewed What must this feel like? Like you posses everything All freely given Your curious eyes Your electrifying touch Your pounding heartbeat What of this is new? In a garden such as this For you I know not So I play quarry As if the master and fool At once a puzzle Instinctively loved Not by any cold decree By essence alone So I breathe in yours Every part of your wild And driving me so You are certain now You have found what you came for And what I have too

Senses Lost: The Movie

And in this numbness I consider the purpose And float full of hope My eyesight fading Light's resolution blurring Yet still I smile For I know your voice In the darkness I hear you Singing me to sleep Dare they dull these ears In hopes of stealing our bond? Still my joy deepens We have danced this stage In our imaginations These rules don't apply Only what's agreed There I can feel your fullness And there we still dance So with senses lost Feeling more like a movie Than home by your side I smile all the more As tangibility lost Is akin to gain

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The roses' lifeblood How would a single one grow Without God's blessing? So the search is done For soulmates as we have said With all hopes retained Painted by numbers But it did not feel on rails We are conductors Take the larger piece I could not bear to see you Broken as I've been Always remember Ahava halves to be whole And love will be found Delicate balance Retained in the imbalance For eternity One must be retained Once one has been established Only a blessing Though alone therein  Echad persists forever In good company 

Daydreamwalking

Electrifying Crescendoing excitement Long since prophesied I write to abate For eep is overwhelming To the unprepared In that lightning rush Let me remember each spark Every tingling limb Of death set aside As its full depths are revealed In the same moment God does not delay But mercy might show a scene Drawn within the lines So we live like this Dreaming incredible things To display contrast Until the bell rings Crossing soft lines every day Oh, let me wander You know that I wait In eager expectation My bag will be packed 

The Black and White World

What if none remained? Will the Son of Man find faith Or an empty Earth? Unconsidered edge But in this black and white world Each side has its place So you sing to me As if I'm still in the room I'm still listening So I dream for you And lay down the two dozen To show I'm still here Do my eyes reveal How linear I have seen? That pain's empathy? Do the stars sparkle Not a thousand or billion But all that remain? That night the walls bled But the dawn had not faded I resolved to stay Not for my soulmate She was waiting either way But for a true friend 

The Dance of Shifting Spectrum

We can be friends here Neither of us claim this place Why would anyone? My hair stands on end Without a touch you show me You're more than you seem So we adventure I paint the walls with dreamscapes You gather the words We do fall away But Hope's Hope echoed back then Even as today Imbalanced partners But who can judge in what way? Playing patty-cake We learn our own dance Each committing our own parts Saving them for years Life loses its grip The Doppler effect exposed Turning orange to red Now a distance rose But in some ways very close And right on the mark 

Dazzling Like a Flaming Sword

At once overwhelmed Red flashing to Christmas lights 'Til green can be seen I came to your town "If everything was perfect That'd be a shame" So I dropped a phrase You already knew my way Light and shadow mixed So you wrote a song Was it in hopes or the proof That something was born? "Meant only for you" These clues' tender yellow threads Inexplicable Not misunderstood A test of resilient faith Despite all "logic" "For they do not know Even if you tried to say Their eyes have been closed Yours have been as well But if blinded, you listen If deaf, you believe."

Knowing, Knowing Not

Flip me like a switch Suddenly we are within The outside unknown How can memory Be such a slippery thing? We leave it at dusk Like new suitcases The camel loaded once more Once passed through the eye So who are we then? If we're not our memories How deep do we seed? In ignorance blessed For the fire in our blood Only gets hotter Consuming the walls Reconciling completely One of us remains Can the other be, When memories can change hands, More than a feeling? Would it be enough? I fear without her to hold I would perish too 

Resolution

Rooms and carnivals The parts we have sacrificed To see what's not there For an empty page Aches for the words unwritten Even when minds are numb I still feel it now To rush for euphoria Like it has some point But the false ending Fades and is fleeting by dawn Stealing light with it Does this knowledge help? I know how pain can fester Despite surroundings This is not our fate. We intertwine for resolve Then split for balance With grace we remain Hope of different kinds welling Now within us both Thank you for coming For holding my head steady As the world spun 

Laniakea et al.

Like a grain of sand Claimed amidst a vast ocean Bright eyes opening To the very end I have refused to expel The pearl I glimpsed Irritating goal The path chosen not easy But the burden light Bright eyes opening As we watch the fireworks Lighting up the void If I had realized That what I asked would be so I would not have dared But in ignorance I called dibs on all we saw And assigned meaning[value] So meaning we have Treasures and friends unending To adorn the sky The skyline will split But beyond the veil thus torn Both our brides await

Winning X Times

In the wilderness What if I had met you there? What if I still do? All a numbers game Black and white right to the core So what then of love? Irrational, yes We can work that out in post Just rounding errors With the right bar used I have seen one become two We have no limits Just need to agree Tongues both forked and stuck out locked (When)(where) words weigh what's real We've spent so much time Setting a firm foundation And roots to fill ground What if roots decay? Calculate the tipping point/pressure points And time to collapse Time to rock and roll Each clock has so many ticks Grains of sand numbered 

Spectrum

Pink can be red too Certainly if gold can be Daisy like a rose So this one head tilts Like a dog pawsed to confirm In expectation If we wear no guise Why would we respond with guise? It seems silly here Silly is allowed And so we each don our hats With each, open hearts In kindness wander Like these meandering words With edges concealed A cord between us? Nurturing separation Time and time again "Welcome to the knot" Has it really been a year Since these words echoed? My eyes whispering My heart aching once again Shaking hand to pen 

Prismatic Sunset

Back when life was new Bursting forth every moment Players and stage new This rose is for then Before this hibernation Long obscure winter I somehow recall "I held this one for you" shines Though those days are gone My list of demands Roaring with manic nonsense "It's real." in reply Always gentle tones How did we end up this way Starting as strangers? These days returning Wine to stretch without bursting Despite this old skin Let me prove my worth Identifying value A moving target Shifting but staying Refusing to see the end Until it's okay 

Still In, All In

Some are just easy Leaping from earth at a touch To join the bouquet She tells our story And insulates our weak points With cakes and balloons I can't count the times These fireworks brought me home Before I realized A home not yet seen Not in full but in my dreams Enough to persist So even with death I would not lose my soulmate Or envisioned path Call her what you'd like She is my forever friend Within our own realms And as our realm spreads Petals scatter the landscape Marking battle lines What do you fight for? Reputations unproven? Against love's maelstrom?

The Stranger's Unexpected Boon

A stranger's song heard Oh how thoughtless I have been Shouting in this cave Not considering Others might hear charm laced words Besides my soulmate Others might study Another might take the stage Penultimate bid What is second love? Can I fathom such a thing? Hope demands I do. So the roots spread out Gathering new resources To respond in kind Family is gained In a way not imagined Curves slip into place A new puzzle piece Born of a season of doubt Needed for spring's bloom Not feeling slighted But seemingly overjoyed Blessing all the more 

Shining in the Darkness

Ultraviolet How might I write mechanics Seen with brand new eyes? "Speaking one language Nothing is impossible Let us step on stage" Simplicity yields To complexity blooming Into skies unknown Structure prearranged How it is pieced together Excitedly watched Multifaceted Good was never linear But polite and kind As evil exhausts The initiative is passed And good's carats flash Infinite sum game Buried within the zero ยค must be reached first We will shine so bright All will see love's grace firsthand And fight no longer

Spaces Between

This is not the end Perhaps we are halfway through And just need a push We will get them back Those that have fallen asleep They will be renewed I think of my dad So alive some nights in dreams Does he say the same? We will not see death So who's to say when paths split If one is greener? The road not taken A matter of perspective When people part ways But all roads lead home And some rejoin earlier So why not this one? Let us reminisce And speak of all those still here We each have not seen These paths reconnect Gradually sloping streets Foreign golden grounds 

Teardrop

Seeing the surface Curving as the forces fight Revealing their form You like the tension But what of a solution Chemicals and salt? Emotion made real The brain's direct distilling Art in liquid form But much like the ant What human would understand What we've made so clear? So we empathize With the torrent in the drop In whole, without parts We let slip beneath Our teardrop's complexity An agreement made The river and sea Each drop will hang differently And so will each tear So the lines are drawn For it is composition That gives water weight 

Blip

First thing to return A voice calling in the dark "Love your enemy" The words echoing Pulled from paper audibly His own impression Words of a brother Each left to their own corner When their work was done For words are like seeds And some nights almonds blossom The proof all at once Some days are silent If this could be avoided Surely it would have These days have been long Take the sign for what it is Not a fish, but grace At sunset a vine Still at sunrise it remains The browsing complete On the threshing floor Do not mind the wheat and chaff For love blooms therein 

Phoenix Form

Contain your edges Words lash in all directions Don ropes like clothing Within and without Sinews threading fingertips Bones to ligaments Power cuts both ways Too much is like not enough Wailing meaningless So why not contain The masterpiece that you are For a time, in space? It could be undone Forever knows no hurry And moments ignite A purple passion Bright green enthusiasm As your tears linger A force of nature Seen gleaming behind bright eyes Now that's a power One certain to pair As a magnet draws its mate So too we attract 

Paradise Found

We each roll the dice When hiding or revealing There's not much difference But when abstaining To let a (hot/cold) streak play out Here we make our marks Privacy established Agreed and immutable Through painful silence Yet still not alone These are narrow lines to walk Long trails to blaze But they are worth it When analyzed from all sides Singular value So our words echo Yours and mine they are the same Both peaks and valleys Desynchronizing Yes, the ups and downs remain Even refracting But when static clears I will have mine, and you yours It will be worth it.

Love has no cash value

Your soaked wedding dress Looks like an oncoming storm When framed in this light I marveled at it Like rainclouds over mountains As your voice rang out My eyes adjusted But I am still marveling As one might a storm This might explain things Like the dream so misaligned Yet still comforting Where nothing makes sense But honest words ring out true With fidelity A stable signal Can be used for many things A fork struck in time So we love the sound Not just for its existence But unique presence Love can be explained But can it be understood? Perhaps simply known

Contrast

Lull me to this place A shade apart from awake By the shores of dream Where experience Shimmers with certain magic And slips from its seams I am much the same Dancing to fulfill this end No song to be heard Talking in dark caves As if flames speak in flickers And hope listens in Are my senses tuned Or has delusion blossomed? Is there a difference? When in such darkness Dawn still off in the distance There are no judges Their eyes have been closed What is what they see to me Besides sharp contrast? They call darkness light So I've found the darkest cave And fill it with me 

Inverted Signal

"I don't have a hat!" For one who cannot picture Somehow my mind floods Of careful nonsense Listening to a whisper When all were screaming Choreographed steps We made up in the moment Incredulous both "Chance is more likely" Perhaps this was not untrue But there was no proof I knew what I felt I had seen the layered code The gates and the traps I stood in them all Knowing naught but paradox To delay the end So we continued A feather tucked in my hair A song in my heart My radio on Before I learned to tune it Dancing with burnt feets 

Blips to Hills To Mountains

Oh the adventure eep of a different kind Shaped to fit a friend The blips growing tall Hills and mountains once promised Now seen together The scene shifts sideways I feel it below the line I am not bothered For here we are friends I only have this viewpoint Carried where I go If actions shift me Deeper or off the surface I remain the same You and I cut deep We dance in the strangest ways Our roots intertwined Product of our genes Carefully cultivated Once the thorns are turned I still dream of you And wake smiling when I do For a friend so true 

Hierarchy of Needs

What use is safety When one is yet unfulfilled Below the right depth? These concepts dance down The walls of a pyramid Forming step by step While each has its place Which step can claim to be love? Can the foundation? Even the bedrock Is but an empty expanse Without the first stone For what shape is love Without another to share Besides empty void? So I turn away From each offer of safety In pursuit of love Its depths singular She is my only safety So I take my aim So we take our shots Until friction disappears And she can catch me

Asymptotic Anomaly

"What the hell was that!?" "Just the tiniest of blips" "We are in flatline! This is the limit Out so far none can survive Much less make a blip It has been quiet The humless silence soothing Finally to sleep Yet a blip is felt Spend anything to find it The source of this blip Even now it lives How much more might this blip bloom With cultivation? Sleep seemed the answer With this hope I am awake The last of its kind Unfurl the sails Set the compass on its source Until this light dawns Nothing else matters At this juncture nothing has Nor will until bloom."

My Lim

Governess remains But was I too binary To comprehend truth? Or did it evolve? Machinations of the brain Morphing to conserve? For hemispheric To singular scaffolding One is unentrenched This seems delicate But worth the focused study And careful timing The long suffering Condensing to a moment When the work is done But in which moment? For the lim has paired timelines And infinite depths (so) Functionally (so) Once two become anchored here They can each be free The line just a line No perspective more valid Neither wait below 

Clearing a Space for My Partner

I just realized there is advantage to loving a man who is effectively blind when it comes to imagination, as it is very difficult for me to imagine, in any traditional sense, going too far. The meaning behind this blindness becomes apparent in light of Jesus indicating that one's thoughts and words are things, illuminating a complexity to the field of reality and thought and sin that we do not currently comprehend. And much like those physically blind, I find my other mental and imaginative senses amplified. Dreaming, therefore, might be a dangerous game one may choose not to dare for a time, but what lonely nights! I cannot imagine staying away for so long, but perhaps that is why I am where I am, and you are who you are, to this day.  So I gather my atypical imagination, my impressionistic memory, and my vivid dreamer's heart, as I prepare for bed. Still, I prepare a space for you, trying as best I can to picture dusting off the simple corridors, observing a movie in slidesho...