an extension to 'many maps'
Causal power, well of might eternal origin of life issued more than physic’ light - mass generated polarised. From energetic genesis,
Life began a caper - made me captain, seemed capricious turned captious, capped me in
Hours enthralled by cryptic signs, with ancient tomes and riddled rhymes. Gleaning facts from mystic lores - and still she never sought divorce…
You’ll cheer for the thief on stag… Root for the urchin and crook. Believing yourself of judgement mo… Why throw that aside with the book… What of the chav; 'have not’ to yo…
Conjugal Congress, Conception Conjoined ~ Constriction Contraction Contusio… Constructs Conferred, Conclusions Contrived ~
more paradoxical foolery..... I have enjoyed my senses for more… two eyes, a tongue, two hands - a… but I can’t see the noumenon you s… all I see is lots of stuff I make…
words, however inadequate, are the best hope we have of connecting with others... so let’s choose carefully which to use - and I ain’t talking poetry!!
As age draws on I see cause and e… in the realms of life that some mi… For years I sought my answers wit… with no solutions, I started to do… I turned first to god, the father…
In deep non-thought I saw a comprehensive vision of mankind’s epicycle seen in round completion ~ Angelic cries as hosts
No gun in my face, No plague or famine or drought. Then what irony, This pampered life of luxury, Should bring about such agony,
Gnostic indications of a deeper tr… in every fractal facet of existenc… Paradoxic’ spill of light, beyond… —a spark within the fire of One om… Effulgent sunrise deep within the…
Our fodder, which art in Devon Mallow be thy name When springtime come thou will be yum, from earth, green leaves are heave…
I’m sorry if my attitude seems som… I love this life much more since… but by the same degree to hell I o… and now I know it’s not the 'get’… I’ve come to understand, life’s fu…
A sophic bridge of signs to worlds beyond the magical, long taken as mundane by the disregarding masses. Obscure and yet discerned
A bigot blind will never see, we are all as John Donne’s flea since Adam claimed mortality, who knows what hues in history flowed in darker veins than thee,