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Phosphene
stars......no.....
that's NOT
what is seen.......
the illusion
is more like
a crown of sparks
dancing on periphery
they seem prompted
by simple acts
of physical change.....
usually
the Head rising
or lowering
at slightly
the wrong
velocity
these are
induced states of pause
instigated by metabolic signals
cascading through nerves
tweaking the brain
making it tell it`s own
often disconnected conscious
"WAIT"
let the moment pass
hesitate
this mild
hallucination
blots out
the hectic pace
of an
artificial
de-volved
pretentious
ghost town environment
our gigantic
contrived
seemingly endless series
of Hollywood back-lot
soundstages
those sperm-like
Heaven-sent
illuminati
encircle,
capture awareness
light and die
restore defaults
lift the blinds
restoring
the proper state
of asking.....
why?
that's NOT
what is seen.......
the illusion
is more like
a crown of sparks
dancing on periphery
they seem prompted
by simple acts
of physical change.....
usually
the Head rising
or lowering
at slightly
the wrong
velocity
these are
induced states of pause
instigated by metabolic signals
cascading through nerves
tweaking the brain
making it tell it`s own
often disconnected conscious
"WAIT"
let the moment pass
hesitate
this mild
hallucination
blots out
the hectic pace
of an
artificial
de-volved
pretentious
ghost town environment
our gigantic
contrived
seemingly endless series
of Hollywood back-lot
soundstages
those sperm-like
Heaven-sent
illuminati
encircle,
capture awareness
light and die
restore defaults
lift the blinds
restoring
the proper state
of asking.....
why?
Published 3rd Oct 2013
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3rd Oct 2013 2:55am
3rd Oct 2013 4:52am
3rd Oct 2013 5:20am
this mild
passing hallucination
blots out
the hectic pace
of this
artificial
de-volved
pretentious
ghost town environment
excellence here Drivel!!!
this fascinated me as a child and hell I never grew up...I dig this Write Much!!!
indeed sometimes it hurts to open the eyes...then we find new colors eh?
passing hallucination
blots out
the hectic pace
of this
artificial
de-volved
pretentious
ghost town environment
excellence here Drivel!!!
this fascinated me as a child and hell I never grew up...I dig this Write Much!!!
indeed sometimes it hurts to open the eyes...then we find new colors eh?
3rd Oct 2013 5:36am
hey thanks much --- when you quoted the stanza I noticed I used "this" twice --- hahaha -- hate doing that --
so you helped me make a smoother poem : > )
so you helped me make a smoother poem : > )
3rd Oct 2013 6:18am
...Well Hell...I thought it was meant for impact(That's my belief don't take away from me:)
3rd Oct 2013 10:31pm
Anonymous
16th Oct 2013 9:48pm
suuuuuuuuupuuuuuur rite rm!
17th Oct 2013 10:19am
