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To the one who I should’ve married..

It was the summer of 2007, and I was relaxing in my trailer in Iraq. I’d been deployed for nearly a year.. and I couldn’t help but feel homesick and think of my loved ones.

So late at night, and I had to go to bed. I wished that I had someone to be there with me so badly. I laid down in my bed, and began to drift into sleep. As I relaxed, I meditated on making love to you, Tiera.

*light classical music turns on in the background*

Slipping into the silence, releasing my inner essence,
Connecting with your presence, fleeting pleasure yet it’s precious.
Liquid soulful treasure, pulsing growing pleasure,
Leaving no defensive measure, against insatiable sexual pressure.
I close my eyes and open yours, you stroke my cheek and open the doors,
Forgetting fantasy our hearts implore, creating reality out of nothing.. and more.

Liquid spirit pouring out, into the night and beyond the clouds,
To feel your kiss upon my mouth, I melt and forget what it’s all about.

I worship the endless satisfaction, the releasing of my body to your actions,
My greatest thrill is your reactions, to make you cum is my ultimate passion.

Releasing my spirit into your trust, purest waves of love and lust,
Flow between the two of us, as I melt into your every touch.

The faster we go the more I see your eyes, though mine are closed I feel it burning deeper in my mind,
As our hearts extend out into the night, I am yours and you are mine.

Control of yourself you’ve released to me, yet my own will i’ve granted thee,
Forgetting ourselves so passionately, fills us with uncharted sexuality.
Our soul collapses within the cloud, of purest passion that we’ve found,
Spirits lifted high above the ground, moaning so softly to the feelings so loud.

I forget the reasons I left you, our spirits connected so whole and true,
For now at least I know the truth, you’re in love with me and I with you.

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Be there a pathway which were greater than I could ever achieve,
then let that be allowed to culmination without interference from my being…

But whatever which pathway that could ever be capably conceived,
that could ever stand a chance of emanating from the existence of my being,
shall henceforth and forthwith be dedicated to the unification of all the possibilities.

What am I? A curve along the line, the spinning revolution of a geodesic dome that infinitely scatters into the sky…
A burst of color that comes from none, a symmetry at once created while at the same time undone by the opposites creating a third dimension out of two, and six out of three..permeating beyond normal calculating capabilities due to the exponential increase of the fields reverberating into being.

I am a pool of crystalline glass soaking in the sunshine,
a puddle of sublimely shifting waves imperceptibly altering the line..
I am the infinite expanse which bursts forth from the center of my being,
a blazing fire of pure intensity.

Time for a physics lesson. Everything that makes up our existence is based purely off of subatomic energy fluctuating and reverberating along dimensions we are incapable of perceiving, including multiple time dimensions.

There is a little understood theory called the Quantum Inseparability Principal (QUIP for short). The basis and foundation of the theory rests in the multidimensional wave-particle duality of photons.

Energy makes up matter that fluctuates along more planes of existence than we can perceive.

Take a modern example: Utilizing vast quantities of the non-visible electromagnetic spectrum to pass energy/messages (cell phones/radio) through the atmosphere. These waves of communication that are broadcasting via satellites globally and radio towers locally create a field of energy that has never existed on the earth in the entirety of its’ evolution. Global communication and local broadcasting equipment was unheard of 100 years ago.

That is an example and a tangent to be explored later.

Going back to QUIP… a mutliverse¬† and a singular universe are predicted at the same time. Everything is interconnected in a cosmic weaving of energy that cannot be 100% predicted. A particle in the hair that’s growing on my left pinkie ring’s knuckle is inter-spatially connected to the furthest reaches of the cosmos, but we have no (well… most people have no) comprehension of this.

QUIP.

Sitting in the breeze of the cold morning air, I arched my back and sat up straight allowing the moisture to coat my skin and revitalize my being as I drew in a fresh crisp breath of air. I glanced up and to the left (west by southwest of my position) and spotted that the moon was hanging in the blue sky at half full. The reflection of the light off the moon from the sun noted the position of the sun directly above and behind me but a bit to the south. I reflected inward for a moment to contemplate the rotation of the planet to factor into my senses the movement of the earth as we fly through space, and felt a sudden sense of revelation. I glanced down at the ground and perceived the line of the planets on the other side of the sphere beneath me, and was filled with awe as I imagined the greater sphere that encircled our system containing the various locations of the other spheres.

A voice came to me at some point along the line, and said to me “restricted access to this information.” cutting off my thoughts. I suddenly had lost the memory for a moment, but luckily i have conceptual imagery relocation techniques (I retain the building blocks as images, which I can relocate) which allow me to access deleted information. I accessed files on The Matrix and applied the ideas to quantum mechanics and chaos theory to allow me to retransmit my consciousness back to the individual that had redacted my memory folder.

In the blink of an eye, I appeared before him, and put my finger against his chest. “Don’t tread on me” I said as my energy enveloped his entire being. A cosmic burst shifted from the center of my being as my reverberations fluctuated through the matrices of possibilities. Shattering into pieces, his energy flow diminished greatly and vanished. My mind was free. “The matrix is known here, do not tread on me.”

Seek Your Mantra

I lie amidst a clamorous web of illusions.
Destruction darts into my heart, though I try to defy the delusions.
From within did this begin.. or, am I a host to someone else’s confusion?

I retreat deep inside of me to escape from the delusions.
Yet words I would not ever think within me I perceive, adding further to my confusion.
What I’d believed to be choices made by me seem apparently guided to be by masterful illusions.

A light is shone from deep in my soul which is without any confusion.
When flicked it’s lit and blasts straight past any sort of devious illusion.
Though it lights the road at night my meager mind is still subject to succumb to delusions.

As I lie amidst yet another attack against my mind by the powerful illusions.
I close my eyes and focus right attempting to not play the fool and submit no longer to the confusion.
Yet the question remains, “if not from me then where do these pains come from” which only hastens my return to the delusions.

Confusion illusions and delusions, common irrationalities. Clear perception of reality eludes the most intelligent among we. For though it’s simple enough it would seem, the world and our perceptions are quite complicated things. In the mouth of madness brings a transcendental lucidity. For in inherent complexity sanity is seen as vexing. Thus the truth spawns untruth, and falsehood brings about the true.