Mind : The Perpetual Intercourse

Wednesday, November 02, 2005


V. I . T . R . I . O . L

Vista Interiora Terrae Rectificando Invenies Occultum Lapidem

Or

Visit the greatest depths of the soul, look into yourself to know intimately the true nature of the human condition, closing ourselves in the secret laboratory of our being, within our Philosophic Egg hermetically shut, rectifying, distilling, separating the thin from the thick, to find out the hidden stone that encompasses the true self.

This is my wish for us all, for it’s symbolism reaches many depths, whether it be alchemy, or the human spirit, it’s message is the same... to bring forth the transformational power of light, or the energy that only you behold...

SO, may this month be for you all one of bright light, love, serenity, and prosperity...;D

I could come to light
against your reasons for sanity
or your acumen toward inchoate wavering
but instead I come only to bring you
the deepest love I have.

I am with you and this is mine
against into the wind that tries
to turn my flesh out
into the night
at nightmare speeds
we choose to lie like cats in depth
in this skin ocean
in this skin
black box
which is to know that night turns day
on down the line
and oh...
it’s only water
it’s only a hurricane
and you push yourself into the river
hurry, hurry
it’s only water
or is it flame
out over the dam
and oh
the water acts
as if in whispers
and the fire may carry
me away
to wash my service
in this skin ocean
in this black box
but I love you
If I could only come to light
against the reasons for my sanity
or for the reasons
which I can find in spades
to explore the depths
of my duality
Instead I am come
to bring your phoenix
immolation
this fire
will burn forever
my heart beats so indiscreetly
between the jaws of life
a little fast sometimes...
I’d be afraid if it didn’t
I’d be alone in my own trench
I’d be afraid if it didn’t pulse
in this ocean of skin.
we are the anatomy
of our fear
we are the autonomy
of our desire
I am with you and this is mine
I hold congress
show me what I need to love blind
without coming in
or leaving out
we’re staring still in the road again
auto-de-fe
felo-de-se
I’m cutting deep lines
in the calm
of my fear
and I’m spilling seeds now like
half machine
and I’m searching for treasure
and I’m seeking the truth
in this skin
in this endless ocean
I see you standing here on the road
with me
you passed so close
you seem so close
flow
it’s only water
it’s only life
and we glow in it’s presence
so you push yourself
into the river
hurry, hurry
it’s only water
it’s only vitriol fire
out over the dam
and oh
the hurricane acts
as if in whispers
and the fire may carry
me away
to wash my service
in this skin
black box
but I love you
I am with you and this is mine
slotted into the dream
we are often
we can be a little more today
and still tomorrow
completely one at one time
completely one if only
for a moment
you’re still salt
the children
of the evolving mind
kiss the blood
from the hands of a mystery
and oh, it’s only the water of life
it’s only a hurricane
so you push yourself out into the river
hurry,hurry
the sun rises out
over the dam
and the water joins hands
with the fire
I lose the illusion, and they carry me away
to wash my service in this skin ocean
in this skin black box
but I love you

(© 2005 Bri Whitney)

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