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CREATIVE RESIDUE (3-25-2000, 2:05 p.m.; Galveston, Texas)
lifes poem
enhanced
yet still dwindling
somehow
even as i write
these gleaned in
words down
sunken here
in the mysterious
heaviness
of uncertain
hopeful solution
oh to relax
to breathe in
the love
to lift up
my arms
to sky
moon and sun
to simply feel
more alive
once again
although where
i presently am
is not fun
nor where i
want to be
at all
yet still
i must
ride it on
through
ride it on
out
i must not
resist
never be afraid
or let fear
guide me
nor ever
even in my
weakest
of moments
allow myself
too easily
to ever
completely
give up
but rather
instead
strive to feel
gravity itself
pulling lifes vital
pranic essence
through me
like a brush
stroke pulling
fresh paint
freely across
an empty
blank canvas
re focused now
in the intuitive
emotional
feeling
of only
healing blood
and pranic
life force juices
benevolently
coursing through
the tired veins
of this still
struggling vehicle
of my too
long suffering
physical beings
battle wearied
body and mind
alas
for my life
as i know
it itself
is only the
mysterious by product
of everything
and of all
i have ever
consumed
through
any and all
of my body
my mind
and my senses
as even
my ego
is only
a chronic
symptom of
its rebellious
imbalanced
digestion
yet after so
many years
of relentless
fear
and fading
my true
purpose in life
seems to be
gradually arising
somewhat
more clearly now
up like spring
from winter again
pushing up
through
transcending
the weight
of so much
collective
persistent
illness
to shed its
wearied skins
old dying
useless shell
to set free
at last
my souls
true light
up from the
hellish prison
where it was
for so long held
captive hostage
away from myself
to eventually
by some mysterious
transcendent
miracle
re surface here
once more again
at long last
after so many
years
of so much
persistent
subtraction
of so much
hopelessly
relentless
progressive
deterioration
of so much
seemingly
endless suffering
of so much
insufferable darkness s
truly intractable
blight
left like a
deeply ingrained
subconscious trail
of creative
residue
which has now
so suddenly
it appears
to have slowly
begun
to gently flow
silently within me
here yet
once again
innately within
the simple
silent passing
of each
and every
present conscious
moment
given and taken
more fully
more freely now
in its subtle
pre karmic return
for all tragically
mistaken
yet
necessary loss
or is it
here only
in retrospect
now
at this point
in my life
before its long
strange journeys
even done
or in the
very end
of its lengthy
lessons
long hard run
regardless
of whatever
final outcome
may or may
not eventually
come to pass
into the
even deeper
mystery
of it all
wherein
here now
all that which
i once could
only perceive
as relentless cycles
of grievous
immeasurable loss
though which
ive now come
in fact
to somewhat
more clearly
see and know
to more deeply
recognize
and to finally
here at
long last
much more fully
realize
and perceive
more as
collective
net gains
of intangible
blessings
attained
as hard earned
most vital
priceless
life lessons learned
yet which
somehow
over all those
long dark
hopeless
truly nightmarish
living hell years
and decades before
i could never
even begin
to sense feel
perceive nor see
all my seemingly
never ending
relentlessly
overwhelming
darkest years
of my entire
beings
seemingly
insurmountable
hardships
and perpetually
unbearable
sufferings
in this way
before
that is almost
right up until
this very
moments
more deeply
more broadly
self reflective
retrospectively
more introspective
bigger picture
more mindfully
perceived
pen purged
deeper
assessments
less fear filled
perspectives
new insight
in this more
epiphanic
self realized
new self
realization
spilled forth
and laid out
seemingly
so easily
and effortlessly
released
here just
now
which leads
me to feel
and believe
for ive no
other way
to comprehend it
nor to make
any clearer sense
of it all
after all ive
expressed
here just now
within all these
spontaneously
unfolding
contemplative
memories
feelings
thoughts
and words
other than
to only
simply trust
my clearest
gut instincts
most resonant
intuitive
feelings
call
that the time
for me
to finally have
this new
self realizations
epiphanic
revelation
which
so unexpectedly
came to dawn
upon me here
within
and throughout
these my
somewhat fractured
feelings
spontaneously
sorted out
flows
previously unknown
till now
fully released
mysteriously
strange
uncertain
till done
excessive
yet necessary
subconscious
purges
non linear
storys message
feels it has
sufficiently
set free
to show
especially
after having
struggled
against all
truly hopeless
odds
for oh so
very many
unimaginably
horrific
irreversibly
long lost
unretrievable
wasted years
and decades
now forever gone
of not ever
feeling
nor being
anywhere
even near
fully alive
much less
even feeling
nor being
fully human
at all
but rather only
more so
feeling like
one of
the long
forgotten
even more
untouchable
invisible
walking dead
throughout
so many
of those
long
lost years
of hardly
though not truly
living
but rather only
even if barely
surviving at all
and yet
still here now
today
despite all that
and that all
my most deeply
resonant
gut instincts
intuitive call
is still yet
even here now
very clearly
telling me
that this
newly ripened
epiphanys
liberating
self realization
which so
suddenly came
to dawn
on me here
in this way
today
just now
especially after
oh so many
unimaginably
horrific
irreversibly
long lost
unretrievable
wasted years
and decades
now forever
gone
was simply
all due to
and solely
souly
and simply
because
its ripened
clearer truth
had finally
come
at precisely
the most
perfectly
ripened
moment
in time
to become
my transcendent
second chance
and hope
at creating
rebuilding
and potentially
manifesting
perhaps another
new chapter
of life
here for myself
once
again
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