Category: boundaries

RECEPTIVE DISCIPLES: reflections on a second journey through the georgetown psych ward

RECEPTIVE DISCIPLES: reflections on a second journey through the georgetown psych ward

hospitalized for the umpteenth time–i medicate my mind while i relax and unwind…confined in these walls–in the georgetown psych ward…visited by karmic angels i have loved and adored…fire is a force: a living act of entropy–fueled by wax and oxygen–or by proto-manic gasoline…within these walls so much healing takes place…psychic visions cohere–psychic trauma is erased…emotional …

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HEXAGONS OF BABYLON

HEXAGONS OF BABYLON

hexagons and lexicons—digging deep and dropping bombs…striving for freedom singing songs—crafting a future that is just beyond…orchestrate and stimulate—never try to prevaricate…build a bridge from satan’s gate—copulate and demonstrate…species rise and evolve or die—empires fall when slaves arise…corporate power quakes inside—when we build power and organize…branded backs and sculpted arms–signifiers of a creative dawn…decagons and …

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FINDING NEO: a prayer for our living gods

FINDING NEO: a prayer for our living gods

the night is pregnant with possibilities aroused and penetrated by my manic brain…the joy is punctuated with urgency—and i am anything but insane..we are organizing with all our strength to uproot a totalitarian regime—we are fighting to amplify our many struggles using all of our arsenal deployed by any means…my brain is wired with intensity—flying …

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HONESTLY

HONESTLY

What I want Is to hold you To feel your lips Against mine What I feel Is tortured longing Swelling beneath My tired eyes What I need Is to accept The parameters As described But what I want Is to tell you what I feel Deep inside –BYPO c)2009

MANIC NIGHTS

MANIC NIGHTS

Some things are dangerous to remember Nights flying through streets Lights flashing—sending signals Time slowing—now racing Every corner a new portal Every cluster of people a new stage I played those nights for all they were worth Behind each tinted window I saw a thrill Those manic nights had power There I met my match …

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