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Dance of Consciousness
(One flash of the spiral come and gone in an instant, owed to the moment of introspection felt after reading Shootin Pool at Echos by Kathy)
Brahma is burning!
The fire of creation an ultraviolet
Afterimage behind half-closed
Lids like looking at the sun
As I sip the dark bitter nectar
Of my morning ritual.
Last night Shiva danced my
Universe into entropic dust,
A snowstorm of dead galaxies.
The whirlpool of infinity just
Ripped away everything and
Left me choking on the memory.
But Brahma burns,
The great wheel turns.
Treading water in a sea of language
To draw the right words
From the Deck of Phrases-
Random moment or quantum equation?
A particle is a wave and there
Is but one eternal moment of creation.
So Brahma burns
The great wheel turns.
A spiral is a circle in three dimensions
Coming to the same place again
By Descension or Ascension.
It's Cosmic DNA, it's the genetic
Makeup of mythology that codes
The mathematics of belief and being.
Spiralling up simply by observing
I create everything through being.
We've known this for all time
Forgotten it forever.
I am holding it all in my one eye
Simple in its infinite incomprehensibility
I can see'¦I see'¦.I see'¦
I see Shiva Dancing-
He shreds my thoughts into
Disconnected fragments of infinity.
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| ur piece has so much effect. U know how to articulate with image. |
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'I am holding it all in my one eye
Simple in its infinite incomprehensibility
I can seeā?¦I seeā?¦.I seeā?¦'
nice write. enjoyed this greatly. |
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Last night Shiva danced my
Universe into entropic dust,
A snowstorm of dead galaxies.
The whirlpool of infinity just
Ripped away everything and
Left me choking on the memory." I absolutely loved that stanza. Shiva has danced on my own dreams more times than I care to think about. |
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| Shiva is one of the three primary godheads in the Hindu philosophy. He is the destroyer. Brahma is the creator and Vishnu is the Preserver. All three are equally necessary and the universe is in a constant cycle of being created, preserved and then ultimately destroyed. Each cycle is part of a larger cycle and contains smaller cycles so my observation was the creation and destruction of self cyclical in my own life. How we come to a point of understanding or creation only to destroy it again inevitably..... |
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Comment by: - 2006-04-24 09:02
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| When you refer to Shiva as "he threads my thoughts" I imagine this octopus godlike creature manipulating you like a puppet yet disconnected in a bizzare dance where you are moving of your own free will, seemingly, yet also led by a "magical" force of nature. I am not sure I got the right picture in my head, but it was most intriguing and I enjoyed the poem. - Leah |
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