Thursday, December 8, 2011

Permanence

moving away from that which you desire
again
feeling
a lack of self
as the tides of time
take you somewhere else
ah the tide of time
the glorious
the infamous
the flow smoothness
it doesn't beckon as a desire

all the world
sits in the lap
of desire

time can't be monetized
without disarray
and the mind
becomes habits like water
its container
clinging to the shape its been before
so how
can you tell time?
I was
telling you
in the effort
of the moment
no longer
will I tell time
the beauty
is in array
how can you feel order without the flow
as it is felt order is understood
time is the expression
of the self

not going with it
is the cause
for a lack of self
we have noticed ourselves
in our moments
and fallen
in love with the program
as we watched our actions
change

an easy thing
to steal your own time?
with ineptitude
of doing without heart
something understood
and forgotten
as a habit

the delusion
of the material
forms itself
as an obsession
with the mechanical
intrusion of thoughts
which delineate
the plans
of man

an opinion
an intrusion of vanity
let the desire
define the world
if it want's
could never define
me

I will move through it
and continue
not missing my mark

to continue
yet
we continue
for we last
through fire
and suffering
and wants and desires
pass over us
as ghosts haunt
the memories
of the heartbroken

listening
to the
heartbeat
of civilization
we hear our own styles
echo our preferences
and grow older
sometimes out of ourselves
losing style is basic
to losing the self
as we drift
and history takes its course

knowledge is covered
with your feelings
dirty with the suffering
of eons of lifetimes
the baptism of eternal fire
coursing through the third eye
ah now I see the covering released

To talk to wish
To tell stories
This we learn
But it's all useless
If you would ever back down
From doing what you think is right
The essential lesson of life
Before the first liberation
Of the soul

Consider it a fight to the death
but death represents
non self
and you can't
back down

The self runs from itself
anytime it turns
to desire
to secure
the permanent

I will give you permanence
In my eyes
Not for what I have is permanence
But for where we are going is

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