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To Be Silent
The shrapnel turned the dust and dirt to fractals.
Smoke looked like smog or miasmic wastrels
Of demigod dogged darkened ragged shrapnels.
Where every being walks like solitary mad generals.
In the complex construct of pain induced panopticon.
Take no prisoners and cut throat in a gravitron
Centrifuge of madness deluge as infernal composition.
Blood and tears flowed like a clockwork cruvy creation.
Where you must just walk and make the wheel spin.
Days & nights-nights & days in-sequence-in
Disorder chaos-chaos disorder-disorder dimension.
And here I magically made a medicine wheel-wheel of medicine.
Maybe I became desensitized at the surface of my eyes.
or maybe I was divinely detached like mysteries
In collapsed stars in the afars-beyond everybody dies.
Nevertheless… I always knew-know-known deep down…
I have only silence.
Published 28th May 2021
| Edited 29th May 2021
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Yes! Deep inside of us is only silence; and in that silence we meet ourselves; and in ourselves we meet others; everyone. Very few people reach the depth of themselves in that manner, ZS. This poem cracks the code perfectly.
The photo looks like an ancient medicine wheel. I've had such beautiful experiences in them!
The photo looks like an ancient medicine wheel. I've had such beautiful experiences in them!
29th May 2021 8:30am
A... You make me want to sing a song to you.
:)
The strange thing is that I knew what this was before I knew what it was called. Like I knew without knowing. I think the term prayer wheel would be more Buddhist in nature, and medicine wheel more native/shamanic. I think I like Medicine Wheel better, as my interaction with this energy was certainly shamanic in nature, as has been a great many things in my life. I like the iconoclastic nature of shamanism and I believe we can tap into a source of energy that contains all forms, whatever we are to call this... source of energy. I would love to hear about your experiences with a medicine wheel.
(the photo is from the movie: Conan the Barbarian.)
:)
The strange thing is that I knew what this was before I knew what it was called. Like I knew without knowing. I think the term prayer wheel would be more Buddhist in nature, and medicine wheel more native/shamanic. I think I like Medicine Wheel better, as my interaction with this energy was certainly shamanic in nature, as has been a great many things in my life. I like the iconoclastic nature of shamanism and I believe we can tap into a source of energy that contains all forms, whatever we are to call this... source of energy. I would love to hear about your experiences with a medicine wheel.
(the photo is from the movie: Conan the Barbarian.)
29th May 2021 7:47pm
29th May 2021 11:23pm
The riddle of steel!:)
To answer the riddle, Conan must see that while steel will grow brittle and the flesh will age, it is will and conviction that prevail. It is by will and belief that the flesh is motivated to wield the sword, to use that sword rightly and not against the weak and unfortunate.
To answer the riddle, Conan must see that while steel will grow brittle and the flesh will age, it is will and conviction that prevail. It is by will and belief that the flesh is motivated to wield the sword, to use that sword rightly and not against the weak and unfortunate.
29th May 2021 1:59am
It helps reading about your relationship with silence. My relationship with silence is a big part of my life and poetry.
29th May 2021 8:32am
I am very glad to hear that. Truly. We can connect to one another and enhance our powers. IN furtherance of the Great Work.
