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111 PS CURVES INTO DEEPEST MAYAS BLURS  (3-11-17, Cathedral City bus ride into Palm Springs, California

     
       
bonta  logan      
area showroom      
for less      
plaza      
mosaic  rimrock      
sunline  measure      
password  linden      
roll off      
tongue      
slipstream  verdant      
foothills  treasure      
shone through      
platinum      
desert  sky high        
mountain canyons      
showering sun      
where      
smoke tree      
angels      
silent  risen      
ghostly witness      
roadside madness      
flying by      
in pricey        
cut throat      
metal blurs      
of heavy  toxic      
carbon blooms      
fatal burdens      
footprint slurs      
where just beyond      
ace  kings      
motel havens      
tacky  shiek      
runway curve      
everything soon      
quickly slurs      
into palm springs      
trendy  golden        
tourist meccas      
sudden slingshot      
mid century modern      
style obssessed        
materialistic      
elitist  faux heavens      
decadent      
mass delusional      
shining  pleasant      
temporal      
end games      
blind  elusive dream      
at last      
come true      
for naught    
for all those      
who aspire      
to reach  attain      
succeed        
to vainly live      
its golden dream      
but cannot see      
beyond        
the grandiose facade      
of all its        
alluring        
pre rot ruins      
nor the ultimately        
empty artifice      
through to        
the simple        
clarity of maya      
which both      
beneath  beyond      
perceived reality      
or dream      
in awakened        
truth      
it and all      
things are    
herein this      
conflicted world    
of still mostly      
unawakened    
long suffering souls    
deep      
ego fettered    
being    
either blindly    
struggling    
coping    
or thriving here    
yet ultimately    
beyond the heady    
addictive    
all consuming
blind man s  
game it s always been
and still yet is
despite my  
increasingly feeling
completely misplaced
and even more
hopelessly
lost and stuck
here in
the overall
ever illusory
greater sum
of it
all
 
Written by OyateInyanNajin
Published | Edited 30th Jun 2024
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