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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

hypnogogic fragment

data packets dance
swirling night stars mirrored in oceans black
fade to a sigil for a crow
fade to a sigil for an egg within an egg
arrow thrust to the ovid black center

time disappears.

x0z

2 comments:

  1. if it were my hynogogic fragment, I feel the vibration in the dance is getting immense, the stars and the heavens are mixing in the ocean and we are about to pass into death and destruction, and bombing, suddenly the crow pulls me back from the drama and I remember the sigil of an egg within an egg drawn on an egg, the arrow is the phallic power of death to destroy and rebuild what we have destroyed.

    I underestimated the existence of space.

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