Just had to give credit to :blisterine66: for the great new avatar he gave me. Five does happen to be my number by birthdate, name and mercury quintessence. So it's perfect for its purpose.
Paz.


Dance Trance-sendingLumen alignment slants this body No map, just following to grab the psych-escape and lose the FearDance Trance-sending
My bones, body-skeleton waits for the Other to pull me into rhythm That tide to roam and bare a mustang soul
Claiming the Wisdom of smoked burgundy blood Ecstatic flow A twitch then takes me beyondblack to a star-eyed pitch Graces and everso petrol twirls and burns ashwhite Speaks in movements not Knowing


Chaos Dance IIt begins Offerings of bone and muscle to the chaos dance Arms spread reaching, breaking, grasping for secrets and the voidChaos Dance I
Deep inside the chaos stings pricks, beckons Muscles burn away doubt Rhythms, mother to my tongue dialogue with demons
More than just dance It becomes a "working" A joy of dissolution all as Eris' chosen one I come together just to fall apart


The PreparationOne for the white one for the red The Work is perfect medicine. With firm mutations citrine becomes solar A pearl becomes lunar.The Preparation
With soft bodies of another kind one continues to labor searching each to each encompassed by fire stone becomes water water becomes stone.
Who would seek perfection? No one. It is but a preparation. Not fixed but sublime. Ignite, ignite! Ash of the transforming assigns the cause.
Now for the movement. Now for the going> In most bright splendor a quickening.


GracesBlack velvet in mid-air wears your skin. Touch imbedded in dreams plotted are imagined shapes in the darkness devouring. A heard sigh.Graces
Perfumes lost to not be close. It's not enough to warm the skin. Alchemy found in my desire crushes me as kopal to your incense.
Not in lapis stone nor essences nor mirth, the weight of a thousand tears subsides, subsides, subsides, to make this grace be you.
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What remains of Vomit? [link]
What remains of Beauty? [link]
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[link]
Either you think, or else others have to think for you.
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But if we imagine a world where every MC really is badder and fresher Than every other, it just gets madder and madder
One of those rooftop salmon ladders
Drawn by:
MC Escher
The impossible rapper
how are you?
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But if we imagine a world where every MC really is badder and fresher Than every other, it just gets madder and madder
One of those rooftop salmon ladders
Drawn by:
MC Escher
The impossible rapper
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"-You disagreed?
-Yea. And I decided to show them my tongue is nicer!"
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[link]
Either you think, or else others have to think for you.
thanks so much for buying that one piece
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[link]
Either you think, or else others have to think for you.
hope you'll join in on the swell fun too.
:]
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the happy room: [link]
'tis nice to hear from you. I hope all is well with you.
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