The prince never had a life, just had an appendage reaching out for life Added to the hereditary state of life Who acquired these people, King of Naples and the King of Spain See the echo astral, watch endless space surround with pain Hear the scream in silence, hear the echo astral miles away Travel […]Read More The Prince
“What the hell is that?” she asked. “Who the hell are you?” I asked I have an idea. Genius. This is official PROJECT ASTRAL poetry -Raphael BaldayaRead More What the hell is that?
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 […]Read More Door ENTRANCE (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 […]Read More DOOR EXIT (AUTOMATIC WRITING)
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 BaldayaRead More I AM DEAD
Dapper. Crisp. Resembles no one. Arms race. Chest caves. Instant coffee sits idle. Jazz darkness. Lost in the hallway. Righteous. Wrong. Thinks like everyone. Background noise. Trumpets sail. Drinks gasoline. It’s Satan In A Bow Tie. This is official Project Astral poetry – Raphael BaldayaRead More Satan In A Bow Tie
Motionless, less than thankful. Contrary to brimstone Sermons. Plato; Cayce dimensional blueprints. Disappear into the light of the stray moon. This is official Project Astral poetry – Raphael Baldaya .Read More Letter of Reincarnation
Righted my wrong by committing more wrongs. Mended those thoughts. Found a light. And a friend. The perfect match. This is official Project Astral poetry – Raphael BaldayaRead More Hobo Survival Kit