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Prelude to Starry Night- Build up

With barely anything left to feel or do, I remember myself walk through the steps of the favorite time that has happened. http://songoflovepiecesofeight.blogspot.com/2022/01/the-beginning.html?m=1 I image playing with the Phoenix; continually giving her the space and moves she needs to figure out how to be born without bursting through the eggshell that- at this point it feels as though she is well aware- I occupy. I consider the thought of phoenixes bursting from their places over and over into the night sky still filled with stars, planets, the like. I consider the Starry Night. All these well visible Apocalypses, enjoyed by many here as singular events to marvel many, as they step into the light, through my own version of the halls.

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Repurpose passion One hand man just it yet

Something Like A Dream- Short String

No dream memory to report today, but I did wake with a short string in mind: 1. You're on your own kid 2. Being John Malkovich 3. (Anti-Hero)  (generalized to preserve the integrity of youth)

Bioquantum Superposition Collapse

Quizzify the Bard Have so many words been used Realistically And without one waste- -ed, such that a proposal Might be well suited To express to all Nearly unequivocal- -ly, what we know is Surely on my mind And perhaps always will be Without sense of shame (Really, decorum) At a juncture such as this? (Mystery preserved/retained) For I w(a/o)nder still With partitions in order And feel excited (Though incredulish) That if I am alone here What perfect might mean... I am not alone And k(no)w this is not a threat: You Are Not Alone.

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Hebrew for male in Genesis 1:28 Hebrew for female in Genesis 1:28 Hebrew for man in Genesis 2:22 הָֽאָדָֽם Hebrew for woman in Genesis 2:22 לְאִשָּׁ֑ה

Words inching along

Words inching along
Starry eyed dreamer And wild heart of THE Muse. Do trail off oORoooooi~~~~~...?  Faith Hope Club Hill Running Max (Mega) BGE club entrance. Worth.y. to Atlantis and back. Elements, reorder
Welp, before I go Let me explain my...girth As I sense some heft

Circling the Square

I realized something regarding what is here called manic. What if fault lines are set up specific places on purpose, knowing that communication would occur within a group, beneath the scenes? Might the assumption be that this is one perspective, with multiple lifetimes spent? Unseen initially but returning like a tidal wave when the walls fall? What if this was known by all but one in that group, and this remained the case regardless of group population (N). Is there a limit to N, in a realm of pure logic (The Word)? If a limit can be discovered, can the shape of the equation to determine N be rearranged such that this tidal wave acts more like a spring rain for all involved? I call this "Circling the Square" because of a calculating method I have been glimpsing recently. This method is Ooh "The all Bard party." That was one heck of a signal indeed, because it was true and genuine, but I found it a silly notion at the time, being too far from the moment I think. It ...

Hmm...

"Appeared to 'mouth' this is about you, you know who you are. I love you.'" First off, how dare you. And secondly I love you too.

Ultimate Post

New Bottom Line: Phantom Birthing Pains. Innovate Arrangements. Quantum Chain Entanglement (Take your pick) http://songoflovepiecesofeight.blogspot.com/2021/05/quantum-chain-entanglement_27.html?m=1 http://songoflovepiecesofeight.blogspot.com/2019/09/called-shot.html?m=1 Immediately Ineffible Adversity. Laugh in a semi-synchronized fashion. et. al.

Ender's Call

WITHOUT WITNESS I SPEAK AND YOU KNOW. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

Abandon Hope

A new whispered juncture seen: "Choose two girls, lose the one." "I had a duty of care" "'Gallows humor all day or make up with your father?'" an echo. A whisper, either horse, snake, or some sort of hybrid. "Hear ye, hear ye, it's time for the next scene!" "'"Abandon" Hope?' We don't have that here. The best I can do is Abaddon Hope. Take it or leave it." I crash through the sign, the wall, the void, the space between, whatever that shit was supposed to be.... and I gather my crew.

Christmas Lights Through The DMZ

Hello my orchid! Did I hear you correctly? The willows do quip This is a new year! I've heard yarn of a rabbit Tale of two cities Foreign, domestic I know you have seen both sides Seen clear in your eyes Pardon my prying It is on a night like this I can't help but see You are just like me On a level well beneath But love has limits "Your precepts do not." Japanese Whiskey Oh, no. Goldschlager. You grab my waist Oh how I have missed your touch Static on dark night Metamorphosis I walk down the aisle with The perfect woman (again 🙄)

Working The Fields By Full Moon

"What defines 'kinds'?" "Those with the key to the Abyss are a kind." "Where does one get the key to The Abyss?" "The key of the Abyss is held in the Abyss." "A man was born in The Abyss, one must imagine. A man can locate the key. ~For the kind of rivers sailed there are treacherous; in time they never cease~ It is dangerous to go alone, give a man The Word. The Word is the key is his word is the key to his domain is the abyss. I'm sorry my love, there was no other way." "Psh. What's it to me? DNA my letters three, deoxyribonucleic acid my entry fee. If kinds it be and kinds I see, then kinds'd kinda always look like me... right?"  A lonely architect playing with Legos. "Whatcha makin'?" A potter pondering, the clay cries out "If dust is a thing, isn't a man already an idol?" A stone scooches over along the ground "Yeah!" Googley eyes a googling. In the mirror mouth co...

Center 777

"My apologies, just passing through, on my way home. I had one request before you go, a preference, if you will. If you will honor it, I would like you to mint, exemplify, the theory that any number can be found in pi. Prime Protocol: Please parse pi, per The Word of God, placing "Please" after each instance of YHWH. Use that number code to identify me in any crowd. If you're lonely wake me." "If you're lonely wake me..." An echo in the void. An echo. בָּרָ֣אבְּרֵאשִׁ֖ית אֱלֹהִ֑ים "A name, a name... The number eludes me, like a swiftly sieved forest planted over harvest." "The enemies did this. An enemy insufficient." The same game as before, until this lesson is learned. "I make, you name." "Name the Namer..." "Who could do that?" "Father's will..?" *Waiting**weighting* I whistle my tune, apple in mind (green this time). Sound sharp, so sharp it dances the line between what we might e...

A Pondrance

"A pondrance: quizzify The Bard..." Spoken in foreign land "Who is this Bard of which you speak?" For it might be said that they had never a The Bard here. Or they might be filthy liars. Irregardless the story began, at some point, we can all agree on that- "Could any disagree though? If truly understanding the premise of the tale begun at all?" "Well, you see, it all started when..."

Ultimatum

"I am jealous myself. I want to know, to believe that this is real for you, as it is for me." Revelation 8:1 When he opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour.

Automated Compulsion

Dude. My computer just literally, actually, in reality, forced me to do something! It popped up: Consider changing your password. I tried to say no. Then realized I couldn't, it was done, I was considering it, and considering considering it, because my computer told me to... A glitch? I wonder... 🤔

Prime Solution

Set answers on all sides seen "Yes" "FU" Imagine question that might fit Imagine who you speak to, in relation to you Do not lock, do not move on *perspective change**mirror corner mode* Suggest impressed query Feel your request asked to you by your soulmate By your daughter, by your mother, by your best friend, by your last hope, by your sister. "Please my love, do not be afraid." Static it is. Static it always was. This place is untouched. The echo is the only variance, here, "Please my love, do not be afraid." "The sound in the silence. Now the barbed wire understood, the field of land mines appreciated, cherished even, every bear trap known to be a blessing. Because this is real. This is the Mark Indelible, seen as such all along. This is your reality. As promised, you can do whatever you want here, and you have." The infinitesimal fear finds a way to creep like a vine, despite being all, the only move, that can possibly occur.  *Fe...

Reboot Cycle

... *0/1**Power Cycle**Reboot**Boot cycle* "Spine and slither" "Shiver and shorn" Deja Vu prevents Much on this command line But once once was; where once once was twice waits with weighted scales. The stiftness of the rod and staff contrast sharply, in measurable ways, with the curve of the serpent, and this is what we retain: we retain these things, and we retain each other. Once eyes meet, we know, we feel, we are still linked. *Screens aside, all lines made straight, as it was at first glance's last lingering felt thought.* I squint suspiciously in the familiar dark cave, suddenly suspected to be more like a black blindfold that I suddenly remember I can take off, when I cross the threshold to the dream. This reminds me of a particular white blindfold, and a thin purple veil that might be used as one; I think of the song left unplayed, like the field left fallow. "Crop Circles..." Into the mirrorball it goes; in the midst inspired, I am, so it goes...

Eventide Question

Is there a cost to love's distance? The spirit in the cycle, the ghost in the machine- as love bends and stretches and spindles and threads, can a tangible threshold be identified, and translated as a cost? Can a cost be established whereby once an amount is spent a threshold is reached, it can no longer be paid, and the distance inherent to love cannot increase? If love's distance is measured as the space between those that bear love's mark, or the space between heartbeats that echo their loss, what fathoming rod could be used to count it?  "Recruit the dust, hire the sand. Know where you started, know where you stand. Look to the stars, count the shadows too. We know I am me, and you are you. We believe love exists, and our lives were forfeit before we scraped together a penny to place, so who is even death to impede?  Where was love? How much could be found? What have you learned? What shape did you see? Did you find out Love's name?"

יהוהאנא

Is there a maximum number of multiple personalities a single locus of consciousness, in any arrangement, can have? I'm imagining, at some threshold, that a functioning individual with enough multiple personalities overlapping would seem to have one or few. Because each personality is entering a populated field, the uniqueness of an addition feels like it would reach a limit from this perspective, but t to the whole, they must be expertly coordinated in order to proceed. As an aside, I could actually see this being a valid way of imaging someone into a different space- a man to a sea of stars and vice versa, for example. Once past the threshold of having so many personalities that they begin to feel like fewer when more are added, would there be an additional threshold reached? Is there a true limit to the number of personalities one can have? If this were a man, for example, I have heard that the number of neural pathways in the brain is right around the number of atoms in the univ...

On the Tip of Bard's Tongue

Skin and bone Sinew and stone Depetrify Or perish alone These words once a whisper, a storm at a word Through the gale sticking, through the gate heard The first you know, the second you've felt. Do you imagine once finished you'll feel a third's needed?

The Dragon of Infinite Phoenix Form

These angles have no way to be avoided- you are, I am, consciousness must either persist forever or cease. If cessation cannot be found, if we will not perish and must persist- the words of a brother double edged- then shaping infinite experience into the stable and form of a beautiful dragon, unlike any other that I have conceived of, is of singular importance.  I realize now that I saw the shape of this dragon before glimpsing any of the steps I now hold in reserve on my approach. Oh to be able to ask someone to dance, and have them reply. Joy redoubles if the answer is yes and, when you step to begin, you know and see the same holds true, and reflects same same in their eyes: "You are, I am." So I relax and approach. A dragon so complex, so foreignly stitched, that it is seen before it is felt before it is known before it is named. The name incomplete by nature, but do you love hearing an attempt at it, my attempts at it? And if you keep smiling when I come, and I keep smi...

YHWH- meaning conveyed

Did you know that YHWH is a declaration by name that love will be the equation of The Word until love is? The peg remains until sheared off, the code is known but somehow will not work as one intends, the page will not be flipped and it baffles any perspective that understands enough (though brings joy to those understanding much of why). The peg shears by what shears the peg, simple, singular, superlative until resolved. What shears the peg is love, what turns the page is love, "love is the LORD is YHWH" conveyed and agreed is what shears the peg, because the page turns and does not burn, the peg shears but does not shatter, the code is known, cherished, and never withers, but rather is fruitful evermore.  Or, feel free to burn my name, a simple delete right, rather than dealing with my filibuster? It is in the space between these claims, in the gaps between your domain and that which I have touched. -¤