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i wake up to find the Pi-Rats have come

tying up along your coast

you don't have to live like a Refugee













or do you?

whatever IS, runs from left to right
then, whatever isn't, reaches back right to left until IT comes full circle again

most objects pose the question to the eye, "why am I here?"

remove the objects from sight and there are no more questions
till only the purity of the bare honest truth remains

i had a heavy duty experience with mescaline
an angel came and removed obstacles from my world view
and a new Logos i call minimism or minimalism

meaning, "i prefer the mini-mum"

possessions get in the way, they cause the eye to wander and think about things that are illusionary distractions away from the Kore Truth

in the crucible of the beginending i was only redeemed by the virtue of my-nuteness

one
everything is internal
nothing is external
zero

in time maybe i'll return to report on this wonderful-avor of bread & water

(p.s. at the culmination of this communion, lotuspie married chontler, april 14th 2005, check telepylus.com drama forum for details)

everyday is my wedding day

the baby's still in Her comatose state

take me away to this minimal space

where i can breathe in the wild windy places

in your faces i see my own eyes looking at myself

(i'd worried all must dissolve into me, and rejoiced to find it be eye to dissolve into U)

hi judih

Welcome to Sunny Florida ~ Tori Amos