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Stargazer
..
*Quandary*
You can become anything
I don’t know if I’m strong enough
..
*Invocation*
Cho Ku Rei
-Place the power of the universe here-
Sei He Ki
-God and man become one-
Hon Sha Ze Sho Nen
-No past, no present, no future-
-The ascendant in me recognizes the ascendant in you-
..
I.
A fall of fifty five hundred millennia,
From an abundance of elements was distilled
One amoebic form
Which, swelled by a symphony of
Electrics, the cradle
Of tidal arms did
Divide, into two
Equal, mirrored
Halves, become separate
Whole
By curious
Linear distinction
And a lack of
Visible
Covalent bonds
Growing in distinction, these geometrics did
Eventually disgorge from sea onto
Shore, river mouths
Poured, Arboreal limbs offered
Succor, minerals lay slumbering within
The soil, awaiting purposeful
Transmutation
Limbs rise to rectipetality, struck stones yield
A startling flame, obsidian yields a brutal
Edge, tandem effort becomes the sole
Master of the animal kingdom
Iron, bronze and steel molded to
Muscular proportions, greater depths of
Perception continue to reveal
Galaxies within minuscule
Dimensions of forces
Of expression
Introspection reveals curious
Relationships
Between seemingly
Disconnected physics, spirit
And celestial
We are thrown wide and
Far in the arms of titans whose
Names remain beyond the span
Of their years, building upon their
Revelations, yearning for ever
Deeper, ever further
Discovery
Yearning to gaze upon the
Heart of the universe
And simultaneously
Hem its borders
Within every foetus
The entire history of evolutionary
Transformation explodes again
From the primordial quantum into
This living iteration
All that has bled and
Split bone to the quick to yield this
Incarnation, I honor you
..
II.
The ten weeks of the world,
I am old
Grown
Cracks in my
Weathered feet of
Clay
Which grasp
Brass
Rings
Tethered to
Yggdrasil
Who suffers in silent
Nurturing dignity
My scrambling ascent
I am grown
Long in tooth
My beard snared
In tangles
My aged flesh
Wrapped
In tattered unbleached linens
Which contract and
Tear
In the fullness
Of time
I am yet
Vinegar and wine
In tangential seizures
Of wroth and sudden
Squalls
Of laughter
Whose moment
Is but a luminous pinpoint
Amidst many
Whose dimensional singularity
Claims a segment of
Celestial demesne
Dearly purchased
I look heavenward
To you
Sister,
Brother
Most sacred lover
Writer
Reader
Stargazer
I am young
When I choose
When I love
And know you
As myself
Grind my hips
For your amusement
Surprise a wind chilled
Face with my
Hot
Red lips
Laugh across shoals of
Baritone
Tenors, which climb to an
Often
Startling
Apex of
Fury
You call me brilliant
Sound my depths
With your own
Call me wise
Resonating
With what
You
Understand
You and I
Are one
My heart
Beckons light
Which reaches back
To you
And delights to
Bend
Toward me
..
III.
Imprisoned for seventy generations,
What frequency we hold
We are
At the crux of
Being
Radiates outward
Be it
Decibel of pathos
Or
Distillation of ataraxia
Welcome this organic
Oscillation
With that in mind
We should make every effort
To be kind
For we sow
Our own
Bounteous
Garden
Of well being
Often, poor behavior is a projection
Of pain
Unhappiness
Fear
If you behave
In like fashion
You are projecting
A similar
State
We are orphans yet
Newcomers
In this cosmos
Imbued with a curious
Circumspection
Paying close attention
To ourselves
And little else
Think of others as yourself
This is compassion
It is alright
To walk away
Hope for awareness
To arise
Sister,
Brother
Do your best
That’s all
Self judgement will ease
Warm pelagic
Sunlit
Depths
Sweep
Outward
Reaching
All shores
Consciousness
Is the nature of the universe
Effortless
Being
..
IV.
Destruction of the descendant branches,
These earthen roots
I break
With steel
Fired
Twisted
To purpose
Cooled
Hardened
Falls
In rebounding vibrations
Of impact
Which break my back
In return
A fire burns within
And within a fire
I burn
I am sundered
And rise again
In three days
This sacred
Oscillation
And I marvel
At the silence
Of the world engines
Each moment
Each subsequent
Footstep
Is born
In a klaxon
Call of
Livid
Gorgeous
Agony
That causes me
To remember
Great mother, in whose
Sacred hollows
Is housed a resplendent
Cornucopia
Our chord that
Could never be
Sundered
Entwined flames
Bound by light
Chill and scent of smoke on the air
From a bonfire
Somewhere
In the vicinity
Moon slips its luminous
Face behind the hand of a dark
Cloud, reemerging
Just as a racing train
Sounds
From its brass throat
..
V.
Visions of Heavens and Hells,
There is a horizon breached
In depths of suffering
Awakening
Transformative
Light pours in
From all dimensions
Look back on the year
Prior
First and foremost
With an open heart
What was lost
Was gained in wisdom
What was lived and mostly forgotten
Was etched into the mosaic
Digging a landscape of runnels that
Thereafter
Altered the current
Adding their unique electrics
To the overall
Musics
Of the orchestra
Each day that drowned in somnolent
Darkness
Bloomed anew in breath
And fire
Ghosts that rise in quiet
Hours to pantomime
Their fatal injuries
Are pacified again
At each cyclic rebirth
Each day’s work
Draws idle hands
To living purpose
There is no past
No future
There is forever
There is now
I am here
With you
Look back as we are drawn to
When shadows of the dial fall
Across our path
With the height and presence of monoliths
Jotunn apportioned too great and wondrous strange
To comprehend
Remember me,
My dear Horatio
We roar for an instant
Our picayune consternations
Draw constellations from linear
Anthropomorphous dimensions
Assigning catechism to each
Which, in meaning
Falls to instant death
And dissection
We sift through the cast off
Skin
Of each other
And yet
Beyond these
Vertical
Sentences
Cleaved by
Caesura
It is heart
That speaks true
I am here,
Tender ghost,
With you
Throughout,
We are spent
As we swim
In the pellucid froth of
Sleipnir's omnipresent breath
And fall still in the thunderous wake
Of its hooves, only
To stir anew
Sleep
Rise
From dream to dream
Our strides carry the
Substance
Of our struggles
Momentary
As they are
Our harmonies
Perpetual
Our musics
Alighting
Voices raised
In unison
Inevitably
Harmonize
Let us raise our vibrations
Open hearts
Eyes
Hands
Look back with gratitude for all that was
Felt
Grasped
And known
For all that we carried
For all that carried us
..
*Apocalypse*
You can become anything
I don’t know if I’m strong enough
Become stronger
..
Stargazer
By
Daniel Christensen
Writing also as
R Sculptoris
*Quandary*
You can become anything
I don’t know if I’m strong enough
..
*Invocation*
Cho Ku Rei
-Place the power of the universe here-
Sei He Ki
-God and man become one-
Hon Sha Ze Sho Nen
-No past, no present, no future-
-The ascendant in me recognizes the ascendant in you-
..
I.
A fall of fifty five hundred millennia,
From an abundance of elements was distilled
One amoebic form
Which, swelled by a symphony of
Electrics, the cradle
Of tidal arms did
Divide, into two
Equal, mirrored
Halves, become separate
Whole
By curious
Linear distinction
And a lack of
Visible
Covalent bonds
Growing in distinction, these geometrics did
Eventually disgorge from sea onto
Shore, river mouths
Poured, Arboreal limbs offered
Succor, minerals lay slumbering within
The soil, awaiting purposeful
Transmutation
Limbs rise to rectipetality, struck stones yield
A startling flame, obsidian yields a brutal
Edge, tandem effort becomes the sole
Master of the animal kingdom
Iron, bronze and steel molded to
Muscular proportions, greater depths of
Perception continue to reveal
Galaxies within minuscule
Dimensions of forces
Of expression
Introspection reveals curious
Relationships
Between seemingly
Disconnected physics, spirit
And celestial
We are thrown wide and
Far in the arms of titans whose
Names remain beyond the span
Of their years, building upon their
Revelations, yearning for ever
Deeper, ever further
Discovery
Yearning to gaze upon the
Heart of the universe
And simultaneously
Hem its borders
Within every foetus
The entire history of evolutionary
Transformation explodes again
From the primordial quantum into
This living iteration
All that has bled and
Split bone to the quick to yield this
Incarnation, I honor you
..
II.
The ten weeks of the world,
I am old
Grown
Cracks in my
Weathered feet of
Clay
Which grasp
Brass
Rings
Tethered to
Yggdrasil
Who suffers in silent
Nurturing dignity
My scrambling ascent
I am grown
Long in tooth
My beard snared
In tangles
My aged flesh
Wrapped
In tattered unbleached linens
Which contract and
Tear
In the fullness
Of time
I am yet
Vinegar and wine
In tangential seizures
Of wroth and sudden
Squalls
Of laughter
Whose moment
Is but a luminous pinpoint
Amidst many
Whose dimensional singularity
Claims a segment of
Celestial demesne
Dearly purchased
I look heavenward
To you
Sister,
Brother
Most sacred lover
Writer
Reader
Stargazer
I am young
When I choose
When I love
And know you
As myself
Grind my hips
For your amusement
Surprise a wind chilled
Face with my
Hot
Red lips
Laugh across shoals of
Baritone
Tenors, which climb to an
Often
Startling
Apex of
Fury
You call me brilliant
Sound my depths
With your own
Call me wise
Resonating
With what
You
Understand
You and I
Are one
My heart
Beckons light
Which reaches back
To you
And delights to
Bend
Toward me
..
III.
Imprisoned for seventy generations,
What frequency we hold
We are
At the crux of
Being
Radiates outward
Be it
Decibel of pathos
Or
Distillation of ataraxia
Welcome this organic
Oscillation
With that in mind
We should make every effort
To be kind
For we sow
Our own
Bounteous
Garden
Of well being
Often, poor behavior is a projection
Of pain
Unhappiness
Fear
If you behave
In like fashion
You are projecting
A similar
State
We are orphans yet
Newcomers
In this cosmos
Imbued with a curious
Circumspection
Paying close attention
To ourselves
And little else
Think of others as yourself
This is compassion
It is alright
To walk away
Hope for awareness
To arise
Sister,
Brother
Do your best
That’s all
Self judgement will ease
Warm pelagic
Sunlit
Depths
Sweep
Outward
Reaching
All shores
Consciousness
Is the nature of the universe
Effortless
Being
..
IV.
Destruction of the descendant branches,
These earthen roots
I break
With steel
Fired
Twisted
To purpose
Cooled
Hardened
Falls
In rebounding vibrations
Of impact
Which break my back
In return
A fire burns within
And within a fire
I burn
I am sundered
And rise again
In three days
This sacred
Oscillation
And I marvel
At the silence
Of the world engines
Each moment
Each subsequent
Footstep
Is born
In a klaxon
Call of
Livid
Gorgeous
Agony
That causes me
To remember
Great mother, in whose
Sacred hollows
Is housed a resplendent
Cornucopia
Our chord that
Could never be
Sundered
Entwined flames
Bound by light
Chill and scent of smoke on the air
From a bonfire
Somewhere
In the vicinity
Moon slips its luminous
Face behind the hand of a dark
Cloud, reemerging
Just as a racing train
Sounds
From its brass throat
..
V.
Visions of Heavens and Hells,
There is a horizon breached
In depths of suffering
Awakening
Transformative
Light pours in
From all dimensions
Look back on the year
Prior
First and foremost
With an open heart
What was lost
Was gained in wisdom
What was lived and mostly forgotten
Was etched into the mosaic
Digging a landscape of runnels that
Thereafter
Altered the current
Adding their unique electrics
To the overall
Musics
Of the orchestra
Each day that drowned in somnolent
Darkness
Bloomed anew in breath
And fire
Ghosts that rise in quiet
Hours to pantomime
Their fatal injuries
Are pacified again
At each cyclic rebirth
Each day’s work
Draws idle hands
To living purpose
There is no past
No future
There is forever
There is now
I am here
With you
Look back as we are drawn to
When shadows of the dial fall
Across our path
With the height and presence of monoliths
Jotunn apportioned too great and wondrous strange
To comprehend
Remember me,
My dear Horatio
We roar for an instant
Our picayune consternations
Draw constellations from linear
Anthropomorphous dimensions
Assigning catechism to each
Which, in meaning
Falls to instant death
And dissection
We sift through the cast off
Skin
Of each other
And yet
Beyond these
Vertical
Sentences
Cleaved by
Caesura
It is heart
That speaks true
I am here,
Tender ghost,
With you
Throughout,
We are spent
As we swim
In the pellucid froth of
Sleipnir's omnipresent breath
And fall still in the thunderous wake
Of its hooves, only
To stir anew
Sleep
Rise
From dream to dream
Our strides carry the
Substance
Of our struggles
Momentary
As they are
Our harmonies
Perpetual
Our musics
Alighting
Voices raised
In unison
Inevitably
Harmonize
Let us raise our vibrations
Open hearts
Eyes
Hands
Look back with gratitude for all that was
Felt
Grasped
And known
For all that we carried
For all that carried us
..
*Apocalypse*
You can become anything
I don’t know if I’m strong enough
Become stronger
..
Stargazer
By
Daniel Christensen
Writing also as
R Sculptoris
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