Posts Tagged ‘fractal’

easy

 

Take it easy man
No need for crippling shenanigans
No need to shake your bits at women in hats
Or post a picture of your ass to the queen
No need to ramble incoherently in alleyways
Or fulminate at the news
Take it easy man
There has to be an answer to these frenzied puzzle pieces
There has to be a rational reason for the madness
There has to be purpose in fractal craziness
There has to be something meaningful lurking under the beer mats
Or it would be nice if there was something meaningful
Take it easy man
I suspect there is nothing but acres of no purpose
And piles of inconsequential rambling
If you look deeply into the house of mirrors that we call life
And stroke yourself sufficiently
You will realize that your existence is a fart in the breeze

 

vibration

Vibration, a moment, a thought

Just like salvation inflation through brine

The pleasures of dreaming insane

Embrace me like cobwebs and wire

But I break through

With pictures of you

Tucked into the ass pocket of my jeans

For I am birthed in a madrigal multiverse

Expelled by a vibrating psychedelic gibbon

Transcending dimensions

Monsterous energy

Marvellous fractal radiance

Sending me into paroxysms of joy

With his waves of optimism

And pantomime enthusiasm

To burst the bubble of consequence

And dance freely in a garden of nude women

Like a flame dancing through air

Or a leaf buffeted on a breeze

Or a most immaculate hit of thai white

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Hanging out in underpasses, beard resplendent- your Hawaiian shirt bringing down the psychometric city

Dancing down pavements with your hash-pipe in your pocket

Dressing up as a spooky clown to freak out suburban natives

Mellowing out under a tree in vibrant sunlight with your heart full of love

Marrowing the meat of the moment like a pilgrim on the way to the abyss

Are you my angel?

Are you my woman?

Infinite gladness paints plasticine fractals from life

Diadems sparkle like schizophrenic stars

While muscles relax problems contract

Gonna be alright daylight transcending midday melancholy

Under purple skies, pastel balloons soar like birds

Sun smiles on tie-dyed moments illumining faint tracings

Perfect day blazing sensual sentiments

Peace of the soul for humankind

When dreams are confessed

Love becomes manifest

 

ginsy

Atavistic, anachronistic, ararchistic
Freedom
Under infinite blue skies
But maggots crawl
And I have itchy balls
So it’s hard to get enthusiastic
About the endless days of smoky haze
Puff, puff, puff
Clouds like cotton streaking the sky
I’m feeling high
My brain is tie-dyed
Can’t seem to arrange my shit
Even a little bit
Mental malfunction
Broken gears
Stuffed sprockets
I’ve got the fear
Ginsberg heard Blake read
Sunflower
Saw soaring towers over profound vistas
Hallucinatory sunlight
Irradiating poppy fields
But wait there’s more
Crystal lakes
Subtle ambience
Heavenly angels disguised as heavenly angels
Bodily metamorphosis into a being of light
Stars blend and merge into fractal metapatterns
Gentle breeze
Feeling at ease

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tobacco mind dissolving in lime-green toxins
every mistake a corrupted jungle of agony
through the doorway
befuddling flickers on retina
slink through with melancholy

cathedrals of kaleidoscopic light
candle-shine moments of iridescence
cellophane flower colours bleed pastel refractions

marred images of virgin maidens
through tangerine spectacles

hypnotized into swine madness
mouths red with sweet wine
breasts proud and perky

in this marrow genesis.
rebel breasts laid by smack dictatorship
fields of rubber asses upturned to greet the night

murder a Sabbath of martyrdom
carbon monoxide oven breath

fabulous squirming maggots in half-light
smoking virgins for Christ

no serenity shrouds this eel brained autocracy
crucified phosphorescence swells anxiety

literary Europe blazing with azure fire
poison beat on heavenly stained glass windows

rictus insect behind neurons
images of a shocked sea
frog green with melancholy

stoned intellect suffuses
green alien happiness

Fractal reptiles
Never open neurons
Of crystal chrysalis sleep

bone tail and shell,
build affectations

spider intake
vulgar toxins
My skull fable bloated with madmen
In the haze of Time
.
simian paralytic
pelting shrapnel purple
morbid consequences
blood-red pulsating monster of energy
ant-brained whirligig

the murder beats a crocodile rhythm
heads bursts
insane with beast tales
of fabulous nightmare lips

multiplying mushrooms spring from a corpse
a dealer for every bent skeleton
that wobbles bones
melancholic around Perth

scandal in marrow
spark-light flicker madness
night predators slay consciousness

poison chrysalis
nipples pointed in the night garden
metastasize
to delectable stoned woman

she sought Eden in the void
And heaven in a grain of wheat
Hopelessly, hopelessly

and the meat rhythm makes a pox of smoke
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his mortal image on a cross
Night-time maggot armies
Make new legends

Rebel dance of light
full vegetable as a Bible,

open head fungus
wobbly images from nightmares
smoking wit
Eden is alright tonight

Near a certain Jericho

Walls fall
Trumpets blare
The blind conspire

empathy clouds meat head beat

rumbling guy drinks breasts to dregs

sweethearts sense bedazzling bulbous mountains

chicken

 

Darkest meat
Corpuscles
Rending flesh from bone
Blood simple expression
Like branches of branches of a tree, intricate
A witness
A wonder
Glazed with self-satisfaction
Ready to burst
Bent into suburban shapes
Curlicues in curlicues enhance fractal Zen mind expansion
Spiralling tornadoes of angst and ecstasy
How long
Till strange fat men in Hawaiian shirts are attractive to women
Till starlight galaxies spin immaculate through my neurons
Till death will be greeted with relief
Moments
Waterfall of time rolls down
Water transformed to blood
Corpuscles
Silence

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‘Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster… for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.’ Friedrich Nietzsche

Lightning crack on a white wall
Devious discontinuity ruining the decor
Rictus fractal fracture in world
Breaks across my hungry eyes in a wave
Opens onto infinite darkness
Beyond the abyss there might be
Beyond the abyss there might be
Beyond the abyss there might be light

Stare into the sockets of the skull of the Angel of Death
Which open into an ultimate void of nothingness
Stench of decay
Breath of corruption
Flesh rotted beyond comprehension
Endowed with cadaver charisma
It always has to be this way
Scraps of black cloth cloak a blackened skeleton’
Perforated shroud
Crackle of bone on bone
A voice spun from winter wind issues from the skull
‘I have come for you’
A call from an Abaddon of emptiness
Reverberates in my guts
A skeletal finger points into my eye, penetrating my soul
I laugh hysterically
I laugh histrionically
I laugh my ass off
I say ‘I want the good shit,
The shit you keep for Boddhisatvas,
The shit you keep for Jesus,
Life beyond death’
Then I spit in his face
And laugh again