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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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feeling human personal and collective inner thoughts inner desires…cry the carriers archetype images hold us in mind mythic homes, of knights in armor the inner painting shuffles cards into reiki sessions i wonder about the primal tree and know i’m interpreted crops call a reconnection of the boy & girl becoming golden earthen mandela perceiving totality of nature co-evolving into vetruvian man touch it…feel it growing we fall and are caught in a blanket by the twilight zone painting the eye image originating in collective psyche of mankind ultimate ground, of epitomes moving through red fields becoming insomniac blueprints impulse gathers me like a dust mop i don’t want to be limited caught in ancestral shadows my fairy-tale friend that’s what gives me a headache the line circle dot chews us inside the inner world evolving still in air ways of the pilgrim miles away like a planetary citizen glimpsing some shadowy realm of energy savvy stellar electromagnetics unlocking sleepy attachments the conflicting shadow side hangs on with greater balance introducing extremists look, everywhere is the puella eating every heart driving images through the world images, chocking our stairways beauty becomes “the beast” eros is humiliated in all its guises venus, the great mother and wise old woman she is in higher plains in the best relationship with her animus but, the devouring mother is alive giving a whole new meaning to the woman’s movement giving life a human face in negative logos with possessed yellow eyes its time to unplug before the lungs of the world perish… ******************************************************************************************** What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, You cannot say, or guess, for you know only A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief, And the dry stone no sound of water. --T. S. Eliot, From The Waste Land, 1922 |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Dear fellow human, you are one whom I would love to chit chat with over a nicely brewed cup of tea ~ or coffee. ~ your choice!  You have a fascinating mind and would be an intriguing and interesting conversationalist! I like how your mind thinks!  Have a glorious day, Sweet Sage! Hugs with love, Linda |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
coffee, please, may I bring the hazelnut cream? Not so interesting really, but thanks...hugs Linda, and thanks for your ever present warm soul...things don't come out the same way in person, I tend to ramble...LOL |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
gotta agree with Linda here |
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