Door ENTRANCE (AUTOMATIC WRITING)

Door ENTRANCE. And she’s stationary waiting for the invitation to extend And she walked with scarlet cloth, through the hallway of records SILENCE. Jung archetypes adorn asterisks gently on rooftops Freudian textures teaching Tamas TRAIT. Mirror gazing projects her to a conscious reflection Reflection of consciousness projects her onto a mirror TWO. And she’s tempted […]

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DOOR EXIT (AUTOMATIC WRITING)

Door EXIT. And she’s in the next room staring through a stained glass window And the paint is peeling from the frame between here and somewhere STATIONARY. Parallel pyramids project her shadow on mute Euclid angles architect antidotes of a plane laced with pores FACE. Pineal paths drift her along a Phatnitic water Arrayed asterisks […]

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I AM DEAD

  It was a Wednesday. ‘He’ didn’t feel like getting up. ‘He’ was cold to the touch. It was a Thursday. ‘He’ felt like getting up. ‘He’ was too late. This is official Project Astral poetry – Raphael Baldaya  

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Neil Young

TIME MACHINE POET OF THE WEEK NEIL YOUNG   Born November 12, 1945 (age 72) Toronto, Ontario, Canada Neil Young is a Canadian poet/musician who has contributed music that embodies the everyday struggle of man and provides a depth of consciousness that hasn’t been duplicated.  Under-appreciated as a guitarist, Young’s possession of the six-string can be […]

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