[poem] Ethereal Anaesthesia, 06.05.03
A.
Beyond the beyond we falling dog stars
The brightest lights in the high heavens
Such a letdown disenchanting
Flood of blood new births in old bodies
Descend down upon the young Earth
Skin flesh from the ancient texts
Condemnation the inevitable outcome
Rain fires thunder blade crashing through night
Believe your eyes when true light dims
B.
Stereotypics enjoy a mighty chuckle
Their bagpipes wailing and inflating
The Monarchy of Conformation
In whatever muse is indoctrinated
Crowns its saintly bishops divine
Power over uncommon people like me
I’ll have my moment in the sun
Brilliant illumination
Then all shall fear a grand paranoid
Schematic of spiritual individual
Interconnection see objectively and
Subjectively the manifestation of the
Insidious slave driving Mind Machine
Each gear an old institution
An old conception or a new stigma
Enthralled with Enchantment
We optimize the fantasy of succeeding
A system designed to fail us
And always keep us playing
There’s the bitterness, the infliction
Of self-doubt brainwash manipulation
C.
Yesterday I was Christ
Forgiving thoughts outward
Touching hearts with loving empathy
Today I am the Ghost
Walks through women
Transparent flesh a form without substance
I know you hurt we all hurt
We can heal each other
Floating above the smog I prayed
Empty aimless energy
Lost inside fishbowls
Liquid emotions evaporate
Radiating light not halogen
But natural without harmful
Particles radioactive
Now a cloud above my head
Unseen unfelt but no Buddha
Still sleepwalking always
Believing in truth and authentic
Feelings and new culture
I walked on water fountains
Un aware of myself
Sexless only desperate
For a purpose, a haunting, a calling
Until I suffered the presence
Of the security guard’s strong
Hands on my frozen shoulders
To scare the tourists maybe
I’d settle for that
D.
If you start feeling sick
Find the horizon line
But I’m in bed and the sea
Is still swaying swaying
Dreams have no finite variable
Up isn’t always up
Or north or a cheery disposition
And suddenly I forget how to swim
So how does one find his bearings?
I could just wake up
If I only knew I was sleeping
It just seems now that
Water is all I ever am
