The Neon Egyptian Ship of The Dead

in poetry •  6 years ago 


Image: Witch Doctors at The Eye of The Solar Epoch by Shawn Thornton

I've crossed to the far shore(the otherside),
before on a Neon Egyptian Ship of The Dead
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Last time I was here
I was scared shitless
that I jump ship
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I wonder what's in store
for this trip
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I waiting in fear and trembling
taking on the beast that is
My unconscious mind, the logos
and everyone else
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after crossing, devote
three days of hard labor
to damage control
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This is another logos mashup
where words, vision and insight
remix and change reality
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the past does not exist except
as a threadbare fragment in the
weaker minds of the many
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the fiery sun of the dreamtime
evaporates the love lakes of my
soul, clouds my thoughts and
rains beauty into existence. As I take
flights on bolts of lightning.
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claiming chaos as my muse
and you as my me. I of the storm.
You of the sea. We of the moon.
Land of the Dead. What have I done
to deserve this? Am I happy?
Am I eternal?
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this is how the logos
creates and destroys
~
Hunter once told me
buy the ticket, take the ride
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you are blessed with an opportunity
to resuscitate that which others
have abandoned as beyond repair
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and baby everybody has abandoned me
because I am beyond repair
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but evolution is free
thanks be to the logos
cuz I'm broke
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repairing the damage
just by addressing yourself
to the problem,
you exhibit a new awareness,
a fresh perspective
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this is in direct response
to the Ten Scrolls
and the Dead Emcee Scrolls
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changing lines, restoring
what I have damaged
some regrets, but
no great mistakes.
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but that's all I can do
is to dance and set myself free
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and tonight am opening
that vortex where all memory live
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I learn from the wind
that freedom is only
a beat and some steps away
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I remember when dat bass
finally unwedged
My consciousness free
I just let everything be
I use to worry about
How she saw me
I needed the drink
I thought it was the thing
that set my body free
but with smoke and
My little friend the wind
I learned it was all inside me
and every now and then
I dance myself clean

Note: Last Two Images by Me

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