The Pan-Spirit-Essence Free-ence

A spirit-essence the most dense,
Always is, I sense,
From our 0-prima tense,
From the infinite whence,
Before it, of it and all its thens,
The Spirit does expense,
& into infinite it commence,
Until sooner or the farthest synnence,
By the unending winning eu-currence,
With Him who creates, promotes to fence,
The singular greatest Hence…

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The Drool Proofs

I know there’s sky above my roofs,
When in bed and here aloof,
Run the drool proofs,
They’re done and improve…

I feel the whole in slight  bites,
High to the floor, the night sights,
From riots to the rites,
To being infinite-alright,..

The truth gets to prove,
Less is sure to remove,
Until and After everything’d move,
To all-great-groove,..

Primordiella

Before there was any cule or a fella,
Primordiella was the sole soul dwella,
I guess about her n tell the tale-ya,
Won’t feelya the best belle, ah?

What had the nulla that it fuella to the fulla?
Within the life well-wella?
Let’s trail me n trail-ya, with her,
Up above the ell-a,

It was the one pre-bang with will-n-zeala,
That turned into the light and all the mass stella(r),
The turns n the burns of the fire with closed micella,
Made it all close into the live life gella,

It fixed n mixed in steps to churn out the failla,
Made it from the soup-cell-multicella-to-all the phyla,
All one from one, it’s one integrella,
She ever blooms- Primordiella, Sail-la, Alla…!

Plain FullSweet

Sweet in for Sweet out,
We’re Bullshits, no doubt,
Just of a highin’ ground,
n we dissolve for life n pound,
n see- resolve for the best,
blessed with the crest,
nest in each others chests,
I think we’re no more guests,
I never thought it could happen to you n me,
But we’ve got yet to meet,
n we are plain fullsweet!
sweet-red like the beet,
hairs touch high, airs touch feet,
I don’t know how would we really treat,
You , me and anything that we hit,
But there is something of a heat,
you have meat n me wheat,
let it  one up in a beat,
Like the plain fullsweet!

FindAFreeHD

H is for Hot, D for Dude, I’m for life and for Him n him in HD,
After I find a FreeHD, a QueerHD,
Of a classical, closical n lovesical steardy,
I’m desperately needy,
I missed the train for a teenage love-birdy,
But so much of fun n learn of passion is ready,
Need find a FreeHD, a QueerHD, a SeerHD,
Yeah, I fancy a seerocious, for me voracious, who’ve made it,
Love is a fear HD, but I’m well, greedy, heart is seedy, World is weedy,
I need a nearHD to make us each FreerHD n DearHD!
Friends FindAFreeHD!

Sips Do Fly

Gotten my dream-crush who gotta crush the dreams,
I think and know that it’s what seems,
I drink the kashay, but the sips don’t fly,
I knew why, but now I don’t try,
The only talk-it-loud that is so high,
Is- for me is for thy,
is for the ultimate why,
Yeah, including that guy me nigh,
Whence sips do fly, until we dry!
until ends the pie, we lie-
Be flip with a sigh,
Somewhere we have a Spi-tie,
That takes our SPIrits to Him n we ally,
And Sips Do Fly,
Sips Do Fly….

 

This Pretty Life

What’s that lets your ego go- up petty heights,
Like something can be fixed practically about me?
I can’t but plan to follow your wrongs, with the rights,
And try to feel the petty pretty might, you see?

I feel that the passion is unified- art-god and math-sci,
Love-Sex and everything life, so we can be bound free-
Free ’cause we’re okay that we just have to try,
and Okay that we may not get it, like everybody…

I don’t know why I dream for something special,
And feel special for things very simple and wifie,
He’s got to be a maid o’ me to get laid and rule the isle,
But it’s hard to hook a duke, life is pretty lifey!

Never knew it would be that nice even if tougher,
I call it a deed and I could agree,
Just a li’l bit, on the infinite, but we still ride the rafter,
through the life phylogeny…

Thru the years, I’ve been a fire-trier-lier-dire-out-lier,
I couldn’t manage to be worse than I ever be,
Life teaches lessons and we admire,
Getting better, maybe!