All One, revolving #6

All One, revolving #6

This secondariness, 

leaves no foundation

language proceeds

Nature out there

Be happy floating

cycling

Something is slipping away 

Something is always beginning

I made this 

Strange drawing 

A primordial sun

Cartoon like--

a sun going down 

A sun coming up

Endless--

Mantra

God and then, God again 

Thinking, what had died

Or I mean never was 

Or I mean yes--

Human all too Human

or who thought he’d ever know

The End

There are these stories

Recent versions of the old story, 

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new story

Certainly there is a grand mystery 

Endless night

Melancholy wondering

What is always slipping away?

The stranger from the East

this (HERO)

Arriving

Trickster, coyote

NO TRUST 

Written on his placard

He sees because 

He believes

He believes because he sees

This is all so embarrassing 

This was all supposed to be over 

long ago 

Gods die over 

And over-- the leaves cry

Not my words--

Pathetic-

A modern return to original.

Beginning returns as end

The end we long for, 

NO MAN SHALL SEE THE END

This primitive

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Is our desire at height

Eternal return

Joy of the circle

WE LIVE, WE LIVE

Natures rude state,

we die

Though Arriving

All arising, returning

One--

ORIGINAL

ALL ONE, revolving

Again and Fuse One to 

Origin

Acting out

Savage thought--

this HERO dismembered

Torn to pieces

ONE DAY THE KNIGHT 

WILL AWAKEN

THAT MORNING

SLAYING DRAGONS

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NO ONE TO BAR HIS WAY

Well, I’m making it all up

Imagining some absolute-- Idea

Given or YEAH, I thought I made it--

Up

The shadows cast a spell 

at twilight

Enigmatic time between 

Day and night

The idea rises with the falling

faster

Faster

All at once-- ness

THE GRAND NARRATIVE

Of the Imagination-- some GOD always

arriving

The Immortality-- of ART

Pulling on his golden armor

HE IS TRULY MAGNIFICENT

To Be 

Everywhere, everything at ONCE

Everyone, every where--

Circle of circles

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what’s behind

Circle of circles,

Here, now, present

End of art and, sorta

Every one is an artist

Everything is god

Sacred and profane

All One,

Falling, you are the one 

Now hurling my beloved

Heaven to Earth

nothing-- beyond

Always about something else-- and

Increasingly abstract

“What do you mean, no one told you?

Yes, of course, whispering

“we all die.”

Images of the same--

Weeping bare foot

To part the curtain

Let me out of this

Night-- mare

Whose fiction is this?

The abstract 

Now!

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The everything is, 

Now !

in its phase as HELL

Cynical Devils abounding

Like never before

Reality isn’t easy--

Every one here is the same.

the fire altar, a

Repetition of an ORIGINAL FIRE

The single candle burning

New world found, a crown RAISED

a candle lit.

Old things pass away

Things become new

The cosmic tree out my window 

I see it! I see it! 

The center of the world. 

I’ve hiked up to it.

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the center of the world, 

Right there--

Pole to heaven--

Across the Milky Way 

Bridge, connecting all 

Earth

World

Writing of Heavens

And Hell

have to make dinner.

Center of the world that studio.

Creation of the world!

The tree out front--

Bring it all along anyway--

A GREAT VIOLENCE--

DOES THE FLOWER need expression?

This reduction we strive to achieve

Reconciling perceived opposites

ONE

Tried to bring back the Sun

The perceived flower--

It must be abstract

It must change

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It must bring pleasure

were ideas 

The Major Man came to.

The paintings sinking below the horizon 

One by one--

In making his creation

The record of struggle

Paintings re dream--

falling

Sacred abstraction falling through profane

Search mounting to

another--

Poem revolving--ing

Through ALL the seasons

The new, the new

Gone, gone 

Same ole-- New Wave

That comic troupe up the hill--

And down, the

Festival Air!

Seems I saw it some where 

Maybe in the Met--

a shape

The whole world intensity 

EXAGGERATED--

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Watched the RED Orb drop

in cold air

The patient dog.

the gaudy heaven above

HELL FIRE AND brimstone

This HERO

Torn to pieces flung--

Stars revolved turning 

the leaves turn

Seeking black hole

I could feel the power

Of those city walls-- 

Pulling me in

They were unforgiving-- 

they could kill a man.

I was left off easy, somehow

Peppers was running ahead.

A simple leaf 

Revolving in black--

searching, searching

he had to look back

Strange clouds tonight

Beyond twirlings

HERO blown apart --the stars

Just a dream--