Author Archives: spiraldance1

Genius locus

Tree at my back Sun on my face Draw deep of the earth Essence of grace   Immutable pulse Time fixed yet displaced Human care fleeing In stillness of space

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Black & White Experimentation

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Liminal edge of day, Where bright edges blur, Clamorous cacophony falling To brief cadence in time’s dance. The still axis of clarity As fire bleeds to velvet. Drift into stillness The wind on my soul

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Healer’s Palimpsest

Decipher palimpsest of body and spirit Some crisp, new, with lightly etched tales Others deeply layered with hidden scripts, Time encrusted and half forgotten   A dance of analysis and interpretation Story, question, answer, Crystallised from obscuring fears Dissected, reparsed, … Continue reading

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Held in earth, green-swathed Grounded by scent of place, Rising, White pillared trunk, olive canopy Boundless vault of flecked sky Endless, Drawing me out Stretched, infinite, formless Tethered in roots of grass

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Lured by gilded promise: connect, belong, find meaning in clamouring artifice. Community cracked in dissonant schism of fragmented shining screens. Ark of the age, new covenant of humanity Believe and follow, enrich us, entrap us Mammon, not Elysium, false prophet … Continue reading

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Soul-forge drawing spirit inward, alike aligned Annealed; life-compass tuned anew Harmonic alchemy of new-lighted paths Wild, exultant resonance, harmonies of home.

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Entangled freedom

Joyfully greet spirit’s twin, Entangled resonance, quanta of souls Strange alchemy, enhanced reflection Balance and ballast   Rich counterpoint drawn bright Motif tossed, returned transformed Unfettered music, complex without discord Form lifting soul from chaos   True self met with … Continue reading

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White noise, connecting fog of disparate dreams Self-shards scattered, fragmented masks True instinct clouded, constructed cosmesis Ensnared in tangled webs of projection   Flat fragments of perfect perception through warped lens Absolution at the last supper of consumption. Transmuted child-mind, … Continue reading

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