Sacred Words, Sacred Space

Fracture familiar, averting disaster
The !One and Zero Divide

Seeing from inside this realm
Eggshell scenery
Breaking Out
The glowing web, spun from a thousand-fold jewels from the lotus heart
Embedded in mind topsoil to fill
the seed the form the division the fractured the 1 over 0 over 1

The whole

The hole

The One1

f.Light.en.(chanter).ing

I
Mellophone gladiator takes his pose
polar staff at the ready, full of wind, words, and vibration
His armored skin glistening in autumn air, spring-water cool
sighting the conscious along a note
and shattering empty wind-swept epiphany
Flowing mane locks curl unfurl
Lightning
Rust falls in the city as once again ashes and rust fall from cogs
to call once again the ethereal ingenue
II
Tonality [...]