wholly profit
trapdoor
entrance to another continuum
i see it before me in sepia
desert star city flower blood wine iron flesh
the great pretender my crown usurper
i wove through the reeds hidden from sight
i move through the grove in golden light
my concubine number nine divine
as our minds entwine in knowledge of abandon
the trees bleed white leaves for my liege love
land lady to the sea
every man now lay down your labour
bring forth endless poems and songs
in my tower insane i conjure up music
yes music had not been extant before on this plane
i start with music dragged from the triple world
the screams of hell
the sighs of earth
the soft laughter of heaven
i beat sound into new shapes
i set it free from my battlements
oh my song go on for long time
hunting down men and women
flying through the deepest forest
where sad children hide
there flourisheth my song
it doth pierce the side of nightmare black
my song travel up your spine
my song is barbed hooked and sharp
it enters you zinging your pingi
i weave my briton ancestors will into my work
i will subjugate the conqueror
i will serve the one and true god
he who may provideth my best victory
the trees are sacred to me
yes i do know and love their spirits
i see them dancing in the magic of opium shadows
i hear their weird voices sing my song back
the druids from whose loins i sprang were attuned
attuned like the rishis
attuned like the dervish
attuned like the gnostic
attuned like the medicine man and shaman ron
attuned like some buddha levitating in crimson
attuned like vishnu whose glory is incomprehensible
attuned like jesus the reader of hearts
whoever you were sir jesus what a man
jesus went to the garden of gilgamesh
he said hey cats take it easy
he said hey come on lets help one another
he said hey cmon try to be nice
he said some other stuff too but i wasnt there
me…?
where was i that day…? someone asks
i was tailor sewing a thread
i was a norseman soon to be dead
i was a trader making good bread
i was woman with a beautiful head
i was a child crippled in bed
i was a an old hag all dressed in red
no none of its true i just dont know
i digress and digress
i can write whatever i like
i can go wherever it takes me
now you see my mind in horror scope
zoom in and out
move your cursor to my memory bank
select desired item
simply enter your code in column thirteen
and soon victory will be yours
kingdoms will unravel at your feet
you will sweep worlds before your scimitar
women will comfort you in your generous quarters
from my private stock of drowsy nepenthe
i have selected a block drop of oblivion
drink up my friends
i am here to sing you the lay of Excelon and Etiene
i am here with my computer orchestra of minions
we touch a switch we increase the poignancy quotient
unbearable brightness shine upon soul
we kneel before our saviour but she has no name
we cannot see through this great effulgence
daughter of sand mother of moon
all mortals exit this theatre too soon
Likey very much!
I think he said something like mary magdalene be my friend, too. Then I misread ‘lay’ as ‘lady’ (good heavens you used some capitals, I see). Not at all narcissistically was pleased to see this end on a feminine note.
Wonderful writing but I’m not sure I really believe in mortals.
nice vignetting!
Simply mesmerizing !!!
Have a grand and healthy weekend SK
You will never actually reach your summit,
because for you my friend- it is to far off in the distance-
You work way to hard for there ever to be a level, where you have
achieved it all- you always will ‘up one’ even regarding
your own extraordinary work.
Dazza
‘I start with music dragged from the triple world’…the creative process that sustains the universe
a Taoist take/interpretation might be
great yin (heaven), great yang (earth) and the central harmony that is represented by humanity
on a microcosmic level…The Three Treasures (essence, vitality and spirit)
Hey-
When r u officially moving in2 ur new place? I think all of us would love a video introduction to your new home, a bit similar to the amazingly funny vid u did of that hotel room last year in DC. When I re-watch that one I always laugh at the thought of u possibly leading a ‘secret life’ as an assassin and u had that great window view of DC from the hotel – as if u were staking out the terrain. Maybe, just maybe u are that secret person in disguise as a ‘Rock God’ (that is funny- but iv been at many shows were you get the cougars all in a foam as you prance around the stage…they go crazy for/on u…u have to beat them off with a stick- or a cane for that matter).
That’s why everyone calls u …KILLER !!!
AZ
Daz
ALWAYZ
good idea dazza
you read my tiny mind
i am going to give you ninnies the vid lowdown on my new squat
and lo…ye shall be very jealous!!!
sk
Yeah-
Well I got a pipeline straight to ya and have a great ‘home warming’ gift in mind. Just need for it to properly coincide with your ‘move in’. Its already purchased and boxed so its coming over land ,sea, and air soon enough. You will smirk and wonder how did he do that- the clever little Dazza that he is (or at least thinks he is).
Cannot wait to see the new place…and potential vid and…what the heck is goin on with the SOH concert DVD??? Your killing all of us who were not able to see it, only as a couple of snipers. If ya get that vid in HD out in the retail world- I believe a nice revenue stream will result and the coffers will begin over flow. Wishful thinking and jealousy motivate my opinion on this, not witnessing the entire concert- almost s year from its date, is killing all of us. Please help….
Dazza
Oh -
I cannot be to jealous, I got a huge spread in Chicago. 6 bedrooms, 3 floors including basement with a play (kid and adult) area. 100 yards from one of the most beautiful parks in all of Chicago, Portage Park. With lush trees- paths and hills- olympic pools and state of the art facilities with an indoor pool. And I have 5…yes 5 bathrooms. This flipping house is huge. My kitchen alone is 25×15 feet. Hard to b jealous of anyone when ya got a kitchen that big.
Dazza
Its an old ‘in-law’ home built in 1939. It is weathered but she’s home for us. Luckily right b4 ‘major back’ injury in April 2006, I had finished all the interior remodel myself- walls, bathrooms, original wood floors refinished, painting.
My 70+ year old mother lives upstairs in ‘half’ the hone so for my wife, Laura – it is an old ‘in-law’ home…LOL…
DAZ
Those dervishes were surely mesmerizing, well worth fighting the claustrophobia to c them in the cave something I’ll never forget.
Don’t know how u come up with a different blogge every day, tis a great gift indeed.
Lassa nite d n I had a bit of time to fill in whilst waiting for a bus in North Sydney and heard some music coming from a Pub. Curious as we are we went to see what was happening and as soon as we walked in I said “d he’s talking about The Church!” He said “I was at the Zoo last Saturday and saw The Church and they were FANTASTIC!!!!” d n I made our way up towards the front and he saw us and said “I saw u two up dancing at the Zoo”. We said yeah The Church were amazing, and both did the thumbs up to him. When they had a break I asked him if he knew u and he said Yes, he knows all the Church. Wish we had of popped in earlier to hear what else he said, guess they played a Church song. Sure he and us aren’t the only ones raving about the Zoo gig, wish u had a repeat gig tonite, we’ld be there again for sure! Have to make do with playing P=A.
So weird to c this strange thing out called the sun, had forgotten what a fine day was like. Sure we all are feeling a bit brighter to c it again.
Have a happy sunny (fingers crossed) weekend.
Peace & love
Therese
ms therese
i am very happy
everyone seemed to enjoy the zoo
glad theyre still talking about i out there
and the sun……
I am truly in awe of what you do……this was just amazing….
love always…..