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A Friend to Ideas and Ghosts [Aug. 2nd, 2017|08:43 pm]

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Mein lil Draconis [Aug. 2nd, 2017|08:20 pm]

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Nous Contra Nous by Luminosity [Jul. 23rd, 2017|11:08 pm]

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Indeterminate State Quantum Robotics. By Luminosity MRK [Jul. 23rd, 2017|10:53 pm]

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The Forges of Steel Burn Bright [Jul. 9th, 2017|12:21 pm]
The Forges of Steel Burn Bright

See the world through a million eyes then eight eyes then your eyes my eyes.
Moments of glory interspersed with fragments of tragedy.
Media malfunction has me down the true city stories are barely written down.
They are scarred across the mind of potential.

Potential wasted timelessly to societal lies.
Roses still grow in the concrete.
New forms of diamond ready to shine.
Life ready for a particular nurturing.

Life here is so strong it sometimes survives the baptism of many seasons.
Life is so strong it is stainless steel, the rusts only blow onto but do not corrupt the metal essence of being.
Being capable of standing unwaveringly in the tempest.
Knowing that this trial to will pass.

A few fierce lights standing in between hell and earth helping a few drink a glass of water that will change their lives.
A few fierce life melting old metal, and allowing it to fashion itself.
Days above ground a blessing, days above ground holy.
A tradition of life, water and soil.

It grows us now as the sun's voice sings upon us a season a year.

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Tearing down Hero’s [Jul. 9th, 2017|12:17 pm]

Tearing down Hero’s

On Trumbull they're used to be a stadium that contained heroes.

It was torn down to prop up idols of industry in name.

Replaced with hyperefficient capitalism which is tearing the stability of the world apart.

No more home runs out of the park.

No more street vendors trying to convince the fans that this fabulous fluff will once and for all make them better smarter or more beautiful.

Last inning lies of how good it is going to be with so many forgetting what was to be seen.

The old stadium and the old name now torn down and crushed into dust.

With the people too tired and beaten too tired to react to the constant grind of motor city madness speckled with rust.

Before it lived other incarnations of the phoenix rising.

Speramus meliora resurget cineribus.

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With Starry Eyes We See These Permutive Straits [Jul. 9th, 2017|11:41 am]


The poem below is read in three ways and if possible to be held in all three ways and completely in the mind at once.

The numbers correspond to the lines of the poems within and the poem is complete in itself as well.

With Starry Eyes We See These Permutive Straits

1 A brisk walk down the renewed and burgeoning streets of a new Detroit Renaissance.

2 The apartments just south of 8 mile tall, and yet desolate.

1 Mostly ordinary lives following forgotten plans, took me to work.

2 Struggling another day, I feel the indignant eyes upon me, they hate me for simply being.

1 The wide minded mad living on the fringe evoking the magic of the seeing for us all.

2 - 1 Me Machine they boxed me well from birth to death.

1 - 2 Our sacred breath gives us life to know that we can make ourselves in being and turn on the fierce light.

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Procedural life [Jul. 9th, 2017|11:39 am]
Neurocognitive maps.
Chaos Vectors
Cellular Regeneration with no errors.
Protein Printers

New life biomimetic approximations of energy schema.
To be in the way of the logos symbologically represented in the name we are called by the universe and it's approximation.
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In waining times [Jul. 2nd, 2017|10:32 pm]
In waining times of silhoutte and shadow, ungrasped ideals and experiences pass through the periphery.
The burning mind ablaze amidst the lifeless landscape of the many unsearching.
Fires never started, firmament untested.

Between voids we dance as the great destructures spiral towards each other void into void.
Sitting out looking and imagining about places that exist as structures the imaginary part seeking and finding the real on the strangess vertex.

Words with reality.
The bending word the breaking word.
Logos unbound.

Logos indeterminate.
Logos determined.
Slipstream mindscapes in the minds of metacognitive dreamscapes.

The songs of bards written as stars amongst and infinite cosmos.

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She's Intense [Jun. 10th, 2017|10:35 pm]

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