Life

Some things last forever

This is the universal law

Regardless of our flaws

So

We must keep running or walking

The towpath of Redemption

Not towards self Destruction

Keep making spiritual contracts

Before being born

To meet and experience

Love

Hope

Pain and sorrow

Regardless of the hindrance

Tomorrow

For this is the norm

So

If you're reading this

My child

Your higher form has already made contact

You see

It's a strange ebb and flow

For even chaos, death and night

Doesn't last forever

This you probably already know

For we are like faraway stars who will never fade away

Souls turning the Eternal Wheel

Powering it by a soul contract

Under seal 

And so we must never yield 

So no matter how depressed or happy you feel

Know

There will always be

Someone

Turning 

Their turn of the spiritual wheel

To heal

Souls experiencing a life

You can sometimes never see

(C)

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Lafayette Whispers

(A lone voice whispers. )

Although 

The Divine Pacatari

Took me tragical over the precarious edge 

Of the final dark mountain

To witness heaven's illustrious fountains

While StarChild Orion

Watched in such profound sadness

From so far away

Riding the endless night sky

So high

With the sacred White Universal Mare 

Watching

In the Celestial Garden

As I look up in this thin fading air and patiently stare

I know and pray 

We will be reunited in another lifetime

On another glorious day

To sparkle

Like a rare pair of twinkling diamonds

To prance and dance 

So close together

Like tiny particles in red wine

In the Holy Silver Communion Cup 

For even though fire and ice

Death and sometimes the misery of time

Will try to destroy our love

These feelings

Will never stop

For ours was just a brief rehearsal

Not a farewell from the Eternal Circle

For our love story will live on

Forever

In a place beyond worlds

A place unseen

And when you awaken in the half-light of dreams

In the deep Realms of Sleep

I shall return 

For nothing is truly lost

Even though love has a high price

When we finally walk 

Together

Hand in hand 

So soon

The cost of our reunion

Will be our secret reminder

A unique revelation

Under the pristine Harvest Moon

For we are all but just

Golden leaves

Blown by ravenous thunder 

In God's neverending Monsoon

For we'll know

No one weeps

When reunited

To be married

In The Great In-Between

For living a mortal life

Is just the start of a new honeymoon 

(C)

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Memories of Clementine

 (A lone voice whispers.)

I still see you

As time goes by

As true to self

As starlings fly 

In the night sky

A pure soul

Alive by God's decree 

In my mind's eye

And it stirs 

Such elegant memories 

As your drum beats

Taking me 

To old happier places

As seconds flow

As straight as a crow

Where we meet

Under a never-ending sun

For memories

Like love

Never truly dies

And like a sweet poetic kiss 

Underneath a rare midnight sun 

Always remember

Whatever you may hear 

On the grapevine

I'll always treasure 

The time you were mine

For what we had

Many can't define

Because ours

Was the storyline 

Of 

The Meeting of The Mage and His Concubine

(C)

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The Monologue of Emmanuel

(A lone voice whispers.)

 

Within my deep dreams

Through The Wet Caves of Salsi

Once guided by my spirit guide

Count Alessandro

I found you

A serene reflection 

In a narrow silver mirror 

That filled my hungry spirit

With the manifestation of something

 

So sublime

I thank the Lord

Every night

That you were mine

A once in a lifetime gift bestowed upon me

From The Wet Caves

Of Salsi

A blessing of such a magical way to live

A miracle of such a spiritual power to give

So I now honour the Sun

Sea and Stars

The hidden and seen

From here

To you

From the Great In-Between

Casting these heartbroken words and spells 

Into the Universe's ever-spinning wells

So my soul 

No longer yells

Where I now wait with Count Alessandro

Smiling 

Both watching you

With green eyes

That glow

Through this silver bound 

Scrying Mirror

As your Life's grasses 

Still 

So beautifully

Grow

(C)

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Krampus speaks from the Great In-Between.

  . 

Press play and let the emotional music wash over you as you read. 

Salute. 

Love and loneliness 

Unspoken dreams of romance and broken hearts 

Shall have no reunion 

But instead

Like fettered beasts to the slaughter-house

They will stare foolishly into the distance 

As they are abandoned 

Pleading for hope and a new companion 

For deaden souls deserve no salvation

Such is my curse of the Dammed 

Running or walking throughout every living nation 

Men or women

Especially now

On social media 

Trolls like me

Swimming naked in pools of hate and judgement 

We shall become as one

As they hear my approaching bells

Under the gaze of my cosmic gun

Love and loneliness

Sadness and pain

Will be their everlasting daylight

In their souls window panes

My silver mistress 

Mother Moon

Will seal their fate 

On each twenty-fifth 

When my blackened presents are received

For the spiteful and jealous

The hateful and cruel 

Who just love to deceive

You better pray to change your ways 

Before every Christmas Eve 

(C)

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Thoughts of Mary

 Press before you read.

Salute.

(A lone voice whispers.)

Whenever I pause

In these tranquil quiet 

Moments 

In here

To think about all those 

Long nights 

We once walked by the 

Hawaiian blue sea

I still get drenched by the 

Sweetest thoughts 

Of you and me

Memories of a fierce love 

Which shone high above 

The hot yellow city lights

Of a time we held hands 

And everything seemed to 

Be alright 

But like a pale white 

Vulnerable feather

Blowing in the 

Four Winds

I then always remember how 

You surrendered to temptation

And like an act from the 

Devils favorite playbook

Our love was viciously ripped 

From our cross

To be tragically forgotten 

And by so many others

Casually dismembered 

With no chance of 

Redemption

Now I guess 

We're like 

Two depressing 

Characters from a 

Dystopian play called

Twelfth Night

A rotten 

Shakespearean Play

No one cares about 

Or wants to even 

Remember

But I'll still treasure and 

Carry those memories

Of footsteps walking by the

Hawaiian blue sea

Where I got drenched and 

Soaking wet by the 

Sweetest thoughts 

Of just you and me

Memories of a fierce love

 

Which still shines so high 

Above the hot yellow city 

Lights

Of a time we once held 

Hands 

And the future seemed so 

Bright

Of memories of us entwining  

To make love

To keep warm throughout 

All those cold but soul-thrilling 

December 

Winters nights

For the real treasures in life isn't the material or commercial 

 But simply the spiritual 

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Rebirth

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Salute.

(A lone voice whispers.)

I sensed it in the very depths of my soul

After I was allowed entrance  

To here 

To The Great in-Between

Where I've experienced the tragic tendrils of the loss of true love

You've ever seen

You are mine

No longer a sweet inquisition

Or a heartfelt instruction 

But a proclamation of a sad reality

I could buy for a pocketful of dimes

From Scarlet Ladies of the Night

Who once stood in straight lines

At Ranch Deltoro

When I like so many mortal fools 

Chased fame and followed blindly Mother Fortune

But now through liberation 

From a new tune

From such climatic anxiety and desperation

My body trembles with this new thought and its expectations

Was it worth it?

Not looking for real love 

Just bought love

In dens of immorality

And sorrow

Where sin persists

And now as I finally understand this

I'm at one with the bright lights of liberation 

At one with that singular truth and bliss

As all is finally revealed in The Transmutation 

Caused by The Purple Flame

The Purple Flame

Which can purge away

Any pain from any situation

I now know this as I heal

But it's too late

That when true love came

So softly knocking

Many years ago

Before Sin and Flaws tempted me to visit Ranch Deltoro

To engage in transgressions of God's laws

I should have dutifully kneeled and prayed

To save my soul

Years of sorrow

That would eventually find me one fatal day

I miss you my beloved

Moon Shadow Pissarro

(C)

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The Visions of Sacco Vanzetti

(A lone voice whispers )

I've lit so many small campfires

Inside this dark labyrinth

Within my mind 

To push back the conception or creation 

Of deathly darkness 

By flickering light 

I've seen raw visions as wicked voices 

Draw sharpened claws 

To bleed the black mud 

They

The corrupted 

Bend to pray 

Kneel and love 

Before they go to war 

With crazy political applause

Saw countless coffins 

In lines of black and gold 

All shiny

Caused by sin 

Filled to brim 

As young and old 

Grave diggers 

Dug 

Saw roots of Chaos 

Toot 

In victory

As it's sown 

Watched a new man 

Like Nero 

Sit on burning throne  

While ash and lava

Welcomed him home 

 

Seas  

Boil from black to red 

With sweet embrace of the dead 

Heard battle songs 

Of false strengths and gory 

As I stood in circle 

Seeing new tapestries

Before me

Of an old story 

The greed of man 

Chasing 

Dark versions of Mary 

For a sip 

Of her black cherry 

Or whatever's 

In her inventory

But near when end 

Seems to run its course 

As people flee 

On foot

Or horse

I dreamed or saw

Angels appear 

With those we miss 

And love the most 

Standing side 

By side 

With Holy Ghost 

Whispering 

Fear not 

The Great Rot

But see this day 

And know 

Faith lives on 

For within prayer 

It's never gone 

And it's why the Dark 

Will always die 

And Light 

Will always 

Rise again 

For although they seek to corrupt 

The world of men 

With wicked plans 

They will not succeed 

For the love of power 

Corruption 

And greed 

Will be their undoing 

For it's in those gardens 

Where the Lord 

Any Lord

Regardless of Name

Has sown their Judgment Seeds 

(C)

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A Lovers Confession

 

Press Play. Salute.

(A lone voice whispers.)

I'll never kneel to pray no more 

Because I won't idolize anyone this way

 Anymore.

I can't hold back my souvenirs of fears any longer

Though my tears still stain this grey uniform 

I restfully wear

As I continuously look for a new sanctuary to rest

So my soul can repair

I've got to take all those heartfelt condemnations

 With me

For with you 

I've smiled, shouted, and screamed in joy 

To last for a thousand years

Constantly pushed to live the illuminated man's

Hidden underground dream

But what I wouldn't do now

Just to be with you

I know I must neglect all those painful memories

 And try to go on and find the resilience I need

To let you go free

Just like a midnight lantern

Filled with good wishes and introduced into a New Year's Eve

Transformational Nights' sky

To fly so high

To step away and shut that badly worn door

And let my existence go on like Adam

Who once loved Lilith 

Prior to Eve

Before they went outside the Greatest of All Gardens 

And all his first love for her

He silently always grieved

Would we be better off 

if I had pulled all my barriers down

And let you in so totally

To climb in all my hidden tributaries, and swim

Maybe, but I reckon we'll never know

So I'll let go of my metaphysical claim on you

But you may call down someday in the near future unknown

In the falling rain or snow

For this painful love we once beautifully shared

Will keep us safe throughout the blinding of the heart

The silence in the mind

For this love, we once experienced in the darkness 

Beyond the light

Will go through a new phase of rediscovering

Rewriting our tragic love story 

Like a modern-day Fyodor Dostoevsky

For humanity is sometimes incredibly

And intensely in love with all forms of suffering

And love in action is occasionally a brutal and tragic commodity

Whenever and forever described in relation to true love

As if in poetry or wishful dreams

For a love of any kind is never low key.........

(C)

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The Monologue of Samuel Carlsen

 

(A lone voice whispers.)

It's all mythical

And true love is a miracle

This I've found

After opening one or two lyrical doorways 

Within this underground maze 

Within my mind

For unconditional silent prayers 

Seeking

Needing and pleading for it

Soft prayers

Carried gently upwards

 Like Autumn leaves 

Into the midnight breeze

With such ease

Ephemeral but eternally spiritual

Through embedded emotions

Within every little notion

Is it why in this endless smokey darkness

I still dance

The Dance of Memoriae Aeternae

As invisible butterflies

Circle

Whispering her secret colorful name

Like hungry flames 

In the fading moonlight

Licking and

kissing my hard skin

Landing and

Lying in wait

For that transitional universal moment 

When I surrender myself to the past

Through these starlight filters

That always last

For I'm an untamed wild spirit  

Bathing in surreptitious

originality

For I've endured the conception and cessation of light and love

In endless dark  

Seen sharpened knives 

Hidden in poetic words

Watched my heaven and earth being summoned to turn to ash 

But as the burning seeds of chaos grew

I turned to you

Jesu

For much has been outgrown

And this you've shown

(A lone voice sings.)

Oh 

Holy wisdom

Oh 

Holy wisdom

Show me

Thy kingdom 

Thy kingdom

So bright

So I can be

I can be

Drawn to thee 

Drawn to thee

Tonight

Tonight 

Lift my soul 

Lift my soul

To new heights

To new heights

Tonight 

Amen

(C)

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John Duffy

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