Iliterate Poet

A dumping ground for my works in progress.

14 Sept 2010

Pre-Pre-conscious

Pre-Pre-conscious creation
TIS facets of sparkling electrodes
glimmering through the chaos
shimmering toward the order
luminescent form with no matter
TIS delights of the highest order
intuitions beyond the boarder
but from this disorder
these infinite possibilities
Like characters in a play,
improvised acting in multiple dimensions.
Memories stored on vibrational strings,
all knowledge past and present.
Self luminescent spark, out of DNA.
Electrical storms, beautiful lightening strikes,
travelling from priori
hitting posteriori with a thud.
oh glinting, fleeting, showering
that middle positioned switch.
Marvelled at the door,
saw it in the raw. Blinded before, stopped at the core
entrance to the storm.
Even though unable,
to travel through.
Still can see the start of form,
that genius bit as it does hit,
the intuition born.
quenches rational thought.
inner shining light of souls.
Pure thoughts freshly found,
not clouded by veneer, nor misinterpreted by fear.
purest existential wave.
Knowledge built upon knowledge - not!
Knowledge buried under knowledge closer,
still not true! déjà vu what do I view?
no obverse, no front and back
providing the knowledge I do lack.
From the black into the mind
a mirage makes things clear.
Refracted image, summoned from far
brought extremely near
easily examined from outside of the in.
Never truly realised
imprisoned by the view.
Every time I visit here
the answers do appear
TIS resplendent, triumphant,
succinct design.

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