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The Tyger (poem) Hauntingly Beautiful

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Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp,
Dare its deadly terrors clasp!

When the stars threw down their spears
And water’d heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

William Blake

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GHOST TOWN (poem)

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Phony, fake, facetious, fulsome, facades,

two-faced, insincere, sarcastic, cynical.

This humiliating redundant insult called life,

the long, tedious, denigrating anal rape of reason,

the cheerful prostitution of the intellect.

This is a living death, nothing to be a part of,

nothing to live for, nothing to die for.

We are all allowed to be just barely alive,

you can have a little stuff so that THEY 

can threaten to take it away if you don’t behave.

I am the most wanted criminal

the Thought Police want me dead,

because I am alive.

Why do we still consider it a virtue to crap forth life?

When the world is this over populated?

Feed all of the starving children today,

and their will be a million more tomorrow.

Perseveration of crazy people,

rewarding failure,

punishing success…

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Solemn Solomon

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SOLEMN SHIVAH SOLOMONAs conscious of himself as Salome is naked.
As disillusioned as John the Baptist beheaded.
As awe-inspiring as Isis Revealed.
As serious as Osiris, dismembered.

As grave as death on a Winter night.
As undisturbed as a lake, frozen,
As peaceful as a sunny summer day,
As wise as the Richest Man in Babylon Robbed of every shekel…
Shalom.

originally written after my birthday in 2012.  Strange but true, since the age of 12 I was praying for all of the Wisdom of Solomon…

http://finscribeofwisdom.blogspot.com/2012/09/solemn-solomon-by-joxua-mourningstar.html

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You Win Some and Tzim Tzum You Lose…

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FROM THE LINGAYAT OF SHIVASTUS SOLOMONICUS

Adonnis, Adonai, Aten, Attain, Attention, Attune, Atone, At One…

The Gordion know is undone,

Severred the head of the Gorgone

Scrubbed the human stain,

The error in the beginning not longer remains

The fall from Grace never happened,

the Fickle Heart has been Rejected for the Wiser Part.

I am turning my back on the phenomenal world.  Turning my face towards the source.

Leaving the conversation with the shells, every person a personal hell.

Partial, vitiated, knowledge,,,

a dangerous thing,,,

a little knowing…

The broken mirror,,,

Every angle and angel, Every face a facet.

Broken reflections of a now dead god head.

The moon Waxes full

The Water wanes placid

My desire turns flacid…

The empty mirror turns to look at the one staring into it.

God’s reflection, the super position, which one of us is real?

One of us looks at everything, through everything, a real looker.

The only one,,,

the lonely one.

All one,

alone.

I slowly raise my eyes, wholly erasing the lies.

The pretenders to wisdom Ostracized.

I smile at the Master, Embracing the Mystery,

unburdened of the false history,

no longer perturbed by the collective misery.

I stare into the Abyss, bladder brimming with piss.

My Daemon, my Demon, My Genius, My Djinn

Exhale, Exile, Exalt,

Extatic, Excite, Exit.

Genesis, Exodus.

The going in is the going out.

Shiva is Ishwara,

Aham Brahmasmi!

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The J and the L, The Crook and the Flail

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The Iconographic Poetry of Joxua Luxor

The J and the L,

the Crook and the Flail

the Teacher of Teachers

the King of Kings.

Thought Uncommon

Tut Ankh Amen

With the Shephard’s Crook the Great Shephard Seduces the Intellect.

those who can be led by Reason Recognize the Authority of Sapiens.

Hooked they are by the Fisherman of Man.

The Goats get the Lash,

They refuse to accept the gentle Yoga of Logos, the Yoke of Ligash,

By the Power of the Word of God and with the Tongue he will Thrash.

Their Ignorance he will expose and their Authority he will Dash.

Let your eye be Single

Let your appetites be Simple

Content yourself with the Real, the True, and the Good.

Let your feet be fleet like Mercury to act on what you know.

Pick up your Crucifix and Follow after me.

Remember, the 4 points of the cross meet in the middle.

The 4 Seraphim represent Love, Justice, Wisdom and Power.

Strive to make every single thought, action, and word,

Loving, Just, Wise, and Responsible.

Iaesus Nazareum Rex Philosophorum

Are you not my Body?

Iaesus is us, I tell you,

Just us, Justice, Jesus.

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http://terminclature.wordpress.com/2013/09/24/religion/

Gingers love Watermelon…

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Apparently I attacked you by existing and you being aware of my existence.

My opinion is preemptively dismissed, my testimony inadmissable, I am experiencing life wrong.

I am a bad person for wanting what I want,  I should want what you want for you but not what I want for myself.

I should be in relationship with you for your benefit and witnessing you get what you want should be my reward.

The only way I can be a part of the solution is if I cease to exist….

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