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    hey ..


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2006-12-19 20:31:46


       i must appologise to everyone that i've neglected on here. Life has and still is intense over here. In a couple of weeks I should be on my feet enough to sit down and spend some time on those that deserve it.

    I do appreciate all your support anf friendship, particularly Alter idem, Comradernessie, Vancrown, Screams, Stormy, and jason ..cheers guys

    oi check out my new blog
    http://gnomehaynaku.blogspot.com/

    and a new face for my old blog with a brand new poem after reading up on the tablets of thoth
    http://christianspostscripts.blogspot.com/


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    unrelenting


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2006-12-10 22:59:57


       unrelenting
    un relenting
    relenting un
    un re lenting
    rel ent ing un
    en ting rel un
    re lentin gun
    lenting re gun
    u n rel entin g
    unrel en ting
    ting unrel en
    U n ting en rel
    unre(a)lenting
    unrelenting

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    freakymeats


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2006-11-11 15:32:17


       axo-axonic-terminal bouton-synaptic-dopamine degeneration-dance lesson - monist-waffle exogenesis
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    ..tired


    Mood: grundg

    Posted on 2006-10-22 22:24:11


       .. new links on the works section of my website

    www.postscripts.co.nz

    if you ask me I might show you some hidden sections

    thanks for the comments
    I will be back in a few days
    when I am not so sapped and drained

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    Goddess series


    Mood: rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

    Posted on 2006-10-12 20:59:26


       Sophias dance in the flux with Yaldabaoth

    in the oasis of the Mules
    where Bulls are caught in the apple skin web & cows are pied and grass on spruce lichen
    cats move freely through neighbourhood doors & dogs are leashed

    our halo was pierced on grounded horns our nature was pierced on ground up thorns
    she twisted the film over our pupils
    a veiled reality folding, letting oxygen onto the eye
    breath in eye breathing I released chokehold, moment of bloodshot breathing eye breath in I

    Sophia dances, gnostic goddess, defiant of higher gods,
    with her damned creation, Godhead Yaldabaoth,
    who takes the lead and clutches her tight,
    (Yaldabaoth ) fisted hand twisting arm
    (Yaldabaoth) as he rages in the cage he was born into

    Her touch and her dance between the abyss of the stars
    lifts the heads of the Mules,
    lifts their song through the sand in the windows of their concrete jungles
    rise between the dunes of eroded mountains under shifting oceans
    rise into the clouds of clashes, thunder and polluted rain
    release into the sky from coiled wet blankets
    release from the sphere that holds us
    leave material horse rope
    leave categorical ties
    re lives re
    lives
    re

    child
    builds bridges
    in Lebanon he stood
    rose from caverns and Iraqi
    blood was spilt with remote missiles
    Israeli eagle chopper against Irani funded
    guerilla bullets stray shots hitting the brown eyes
    of a blooming goddess exploring knowledge through internet
    while a Thai king bows to a new ‘democracy’ founded by tanks
    which filled the streets Kim Il Jong flailing his arms to get the States
    to notice and save the faltering economy in a land of a tyrants bloated army
    leading Japan to think like a clever Malay and venture to China for talks centuries delayed
    Hanuman stand in white stone watching,Vishnu shifts in the Bhatu caves,Sufis pray and cleanse in pain
    Man shudders like earthquakes under the Mules hooves




    Yaldabaoth dances yell about stances drum rolled marches parade with rifles twirling
    Yaweh .. Allah .. God .. Monohead with white beard .. all seeing eye .. leviathan .. big brother
    Yaldabaoth caught a virus when he rode the seven days into a full moon night

    In the Oasis of The Alchemist the wiseman
    the secret text the banned books

    where trees discuss historical mistakes & bushes burn with intoxicating vigour

    squirrels go nuts between wooden crowns & foxes outwit the city idiot

    Sophia kissed my meridian lines and stirred Sophia ruffled my hair and sharpened my tongue
    she lingers for the brick walls to crumble
    a ruin left like a tiny scar, a remnant stumbling block of ancient
    Absolute Being obsolete thing moment of freedom, crumbled dead-end Absolute thing obsolete Being
    Open your mind
    To the lord of might
    Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
    All hail the crown
    Of the northern star
    Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmh!
    Open your chest, break open
    Your brain and heart from its cage
    Fetter your soul to her touch
    Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhrrr!

    We step from the black mirror, we can open up our eyes , we can see the heretic space
    We can rise, fallen thrice
    adversary
    Mother your materialist dream punishes us
    Earth your godheaded lust webbed us like a cock
    Roach in your ashen finest hour every stone runic chrome

    Even now that we fuck with the lord mono beard suckles on the donkeys coat

    Lala la aaah yaah Ohm, ihm, ahm, erm , lhlh Lucid,, amen, amin, aom, amh , blamh, yao, yaorg, yalda..blabla baoth

    Atheist open our wounds, take us into the ground, death by worm, burry into my matter
    Theist balm our wounds, beat us into the ground, death by bleet, sheep into my matter

    Arise Arise Iris rice rise twice the trinity of ice broken in pyramidal gyration of torsion breath
    Arise arise arise arise arise arise arise spice up the demise
    Up up arise arise break the spoken
    Arise arise fall fall
    We can
    Dynamic flux Future is now

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    Goddess series


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2006-10-12 20:37:58


       I finally wrote another poem to add to my goddess series ..might not be finished :

    Sophias dance in the flux with Yaldabaoth

    in the oasis of the Mules
    where Bulls are caught in the apple skin web & cows are pied and grass on spruce lichen
    cats move freely through neighbourhood doors & dogs are leashed

    our halo was pierced on grounded horns our nature was pierced on ground up thorns
    she twisted the film over our pupils
    a veiled reality folding, letting oxygen onto the eye
    breath in eye breathing I released chokehold, moment of bloodshot breathing eye breath in I

    Sophia dances, gnostic goddess, defiant of higher gods,
    with her damned creation, Godhead Yaldabaoth,
    who takes the lead and clutches her tight,
    (Yaldabaoth ) fisted hand twisting arm
    (Yaldabaoth) as he rages in the cage he was born into

    Her touch and her dance between the abyss of the stars
    lifts the heads of the Mules,
    lifts their song through the sand in the windows of their concrete jungles
    rise between the dunes of eroded mountains under shifting oceans
    rise into the clouds of clashes, thunder and polluted rain
    release into the sky from coiled wet blankets
    release from the sphere that holds us
    leave material horse rope
    leave categorical ties
    re lives re
    lives
    re

    child
    builds bridges
    in Lebanon he stood
    rose from caverns and Iraqi
    blood was spilt with remote missiles
    Israeli eagle chopper against Irani funded
    guerilla bullets stray shots hitting the brown eyes
    of a blooming goddess exploring knowledge through internet
    while a Thai king bows to a new ‘democracy’ founded by tanks
    which filled the streets Kim Il Jong flailing his arms to get the States
    to notice and save the faltering economy in a land of a tyrants bloated army
    leading Japan to think like a clever Malay and venture to China for talks centuries delayed
    Hanuman stand in white stone watching,Vishnu shifts in the Bhatu caves,Sufis pray and cleanse in pain
    Man shudders like earthquakes under the Mules hooves




    Yaldabaoth dances yell about stances drum rolled marches parade with rifles twirling
    Yaweh .. Allah .. God .. Monohead with white beard .. all seeing eye .. leviathan .. big brother
    Yaldabaoth caught a virus when he rode the seven days into a full moon night

    In the Oasis of The Alchemist the wiseman
    the secret text the banned books

    where trees discuss historical mistakes & bushes burn with intoxicating vigour

    squirrels go nuts between wooden crowns & foxes outwit the city idiot

    Sophia kissed my meridian lines and stirred Sophia ruffled my hair and sharpened my tongue
    she lingers for the brick walls to crumble
    a ruin left like a tiny scar, a remnant stumbling block of ancient
    Absolute Being obsolete thing moment of freedom, crumbled dead-end Absolute thing obsolete Being


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    the tide


    Mood: The Usual

    Posted on 2006-10-08 20:38:35


       is changing
    my back is pressed against the coral floor
    froth of waves sky high above me
    seas of sorrow I touch your satiated footing
    yo ho, your eternal oceans of sands are overwhelming, yo ho
    y tu manitu , der krigere habt sich umgebracht
    oui, uio, morte,
    the waves will pull us up again .. the waves will pull
    the moment in his hollow,
    is overwhelming,
    yet the voices ring strong, yet the karmas potential
    brews strong

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    Enlightenment


    Mood: wakkwakkakaio

    Posted on 2006-09-17 23:49:03


       Enlightened Romantics

    noxious per cepti on
    pain per plexi on
    has no place in my soma plexus
    yet it courses through my
    electro - chemical
    wires
    science proved
    I have no complex in my solar plexus
    nor the hypophysis
    yet noxious and toxic sensation
    from a central execution
    spread throughout my brain

    an eggshaped citric crystal
    containing strands of dolomite and petrified wood



    caught the tortion of an unkempt night
    resonating in my breast pocket
    like a kevlar vest against the folk-stampede
    i broke into a full blown gallop
    while stuck
    staring at a screen of academic words

    the dissection table was a public affair
    a scene for artists and painters
    twisted by noble collector; the entertainment seeking savant
    hoarding repositories of 'freak-shows' and curiosities
    with a grave robbers grace
    until the revolutionary pitch fork
    brought down the ascending dream

    Peter the Great almost wiped out the anatomist
    Gunther Von Hagen brought his spirit back
    our modern shock is one of cencored vision
    romantic eyes on the 18th Century plastic people
    palstic bodies, plastic eyes
    our brains plasticity is greater then we thought
    and the temples grace holds divine complexity
    not lost in the ash or rot of graves

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    the storm


    Mood: finally getting some breath of air

    Posted on 2006-09-08 21:47:20


       has calmed for now
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    ... . mfmf


    Mood: something like aaaaaaa

    Posted on 2006-09-04 18:46:22


       crashing .. the weight is coming
    structures crumpling ... cr ..cr ..static flicker
    ...ashing ashing the dust is stuck in my nostrils
    I can't smell anything but diseased phlegm

    c ... rashing
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