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The Hill ParableListen for the shout! A new monastery calls, One which bathes morals in fresh sunlight. I'm tired of dancing to that worn-shoe beat, I'm tired of dancing with just my feet; No more cess-pit blues. Along this precarious line of hot coals (like some internal rhythm) we digress and then return. Eternal Return.The Hill Parable
Remember the scene? Down in the valley we aristocratic jazzmen gyrate and contort, the faint echo of the drum beckoning us higer and higher up the hill but then -
We tumble back down; sun got too hot.
by ~JamesHoward
Acid RevolutionHer name is Love. I spoke to her through tainted eyes, and she listened.Acid Revolution
'Do you remember a time when your mind felt young?' Fresh, nubile creatures: we are born back ceaselessly into the past; dreaming. Into ceremonius discontent; we MEANT to be a burning effigy.. With the most glorius flames, we were about marry destruction and creation. I almost believed..
I almost didn't awaken, He almost didn't live a Parisian death but the Doors remain Open and I come to fill air-tanks with the breath of perception. Perception's name is Love, she told me in a passionate burs
by ~JamesHoward
D.D.D.D.What a unique power to herald, God of your own life, take the blue or the red, Untangle sweet Destiny in a self-aware bed: It is interesting to me how so many can't see their own manifestation. 10.20.30.40. 50 years and onward, the parellel of fear is never d-i-s-c-r-e-a-t-e-d.D.D.D.D.
One Indian summer raging, I vaguely recall One master to master them all: A distinguised denizen of 'doing-destiny,' 'Be the change you wish to see,' he said as he pointed at me with an anti-chronological finger. Skeptical, I put on my spectacles and inspected all that I knew: 'Peculiar,' I thought, 'That's n
by ~JamesHoward
CrystalCrystal, walls of glass. Inside, 'A Beautiful Mind', can see all possible colours. Extravagance of blues and browns, and passionate reds Sleep inside the diamonds bed: Tremulous tears of grievance, The golden claret of city street blood, inspired by human glare, it's all there.Crystal
Humble, yet it contains the subtle smile of Leonardo's woman, Every golden sunset, person met; each and every eye-the shrillest stare, but the warmest moonlight-gaze, amazed. A full spectrum: Crystal, walls of glass.
by ~JamesHoward
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