Animal's House of Muse

Vibes to Feed the Hasty Soul with the States of All that Matters

Month: October, 2012

Through Swift Acts of Bound Determinism

No thank you, I don’t need the caffeine,
Nor do I want it.
Not today, for my heart would much rather slowly stew
In this sweet and tangy depression,
Simmering to perfection,
As it rests from the effervescent ecstacies of the ever-present.
Today, I’ll move as fast as I can,
As fast as my body wishes,
Insofar as I’m always aimed at the best
And I trust my body’s judgment
Concerning its own person.
Guilt falsely imposed upon the speed of my mind
Takes no possession when I truly know I’m in the clear;
For it is I that did the clearing,
With no aid given my bare hands
Save conviction and a butter knife.
So, I will rest in complete and valid soundness,
As my blood runs too thick,
Within and alongside the tangles of this landscape,
To be tricked by my own nature…

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Triumph Comes Naturally, If You Let It

Through which modes did you come here to die?
Which forms of deliverance does your soul wish to find?
What will you take with you?
Under what means do absolutes lie?

Your life is yours to transform, so be sure to will for it, well,
Within the deep springs, withheld from view by the body
And protected by the dark hoarders of the mind.
Only pure possibility holds the key to your not imploding upon impact
With an end bound only by itself.

So, careful when crossing any great divide
As waves of re-evolution are what you must ride;
For pain can be tricky- let it not eat you alive…
Now I ask you, again: through which modes did you come here to die?

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The True Self

It seems as though denial is the only true pragmatic method accessible through this realm- deny it all until it all bubbles up and out onto the surface of its own accord, and then it’s hard to tell who is really responsible…

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End Act One

Is this genuine, or just a test? It matters not, for if you must let go in order to live, for heaven’s sake let go…

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Enclosed, Amidst the Spirit

All I ever really wanted was a place to suffer alone-
To allow the silence to carry my burden of loneliness
To a realm of indifferent commensuration-
And now that I’ve achieved such a space,
What’s next in the making of my life?
Bare essentials ground necessities, so it seems,
And said necessities, in turn, cloud one’s aim in staying grounded.
I am human, and in order for me to live I need more.

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Love

How does the soul communicate when the body refuses to listen?
Across what great lengths must pure being travel when dark matter has rendered the trail un-traversable?
Through what means does the impossible express its modality?
I’ll let you know as soon as I’m done with it All.

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