Time’s pain…

…holds me not behind its veil, a false crucible I slipped through long ago.
I watch others now who’ve found the same portal yet reach not beyond.
Sad all their stories end there, never learning subjective time.
It’s easy, but no one taught them about the road within… - *selah*

They play in time’s shallows, where it slows for a hummingbird,
though never reaches beyond time’s infinite limits between
moments when the tiny hummingbird takes only slight advantage,
beating its wings only seemingly in a blur wafting above air…

…while it tenderly sips a flower’s nectar or drinks from a waterfall…
…in just a moment of time slowed for a close, precious look…
…and its deep intoxication with time held in languid, tender play,
this moment lasting a lifetime like no other moment known…+

…but only from within, unreached by them.


--RK, 1:52amEDST, 6/18/2014
   (Edited slightly 7:35pmEDST)

Why…

…am I your fantasy? - I’m not flattering myself. - It’s real.
I’ve noticed a few things you’ve posted, however subtle,
so the onus is on you to ’fess up, at least in private.

I feel like the guy behind the mirror, “Take On Me.”+
It’s okay, I don’t kiss and tell. - Sit down, relax,
lean against me, breathe softly, feel my heart beating.

It’s okay, finally home now, nothing follows you here, within.
Within you go alone, but I’m not far away at all, close.
Sit down, relax, you’ve never been closer to me here.

There’s nowhere else for us to go, within a gateway all our own.
I’ve been here a very, very long time…, waiting, watching…
…for you. - I’ve seen you coming for decades, wondering,

wondering whether you’d ever see me in this world’s murk,
its dank, dark and hiding, though not here beside me,
gently holding you close, listening to you breathe,

your heart beating now with mine, finally found in time…
…in wonder that we ever found each other in such chaos
on a world where we never thought we’d be, searching…

--RK, 9:58pmEDST, 6/14/2014

(Life) is the color of my true love’s hair…

     [Inspired by Cara Dillon’s Black is the Colour+]

Who called you down from truth’s ramparts, up from its deep fountain
you never sought nor asked of? - I know the answer to my question,
the saddest ever asked of anyone down man’s two+-billion-year canyon.
Its edge, far beyond your myopic horizon you’ll never see, nor know.

Sit down, there’s no need to answer, but now comes the question:
Did you never seek because you never knew you could find (untrue),
or was it because another disquieted you, because truth paramount
was seen so, but only as a fantasy you never received the love for?

Diamond questions, hard to touch, unable to be handled, not now.
It’s too late, so distant late, your last clarion call unheard,
the very one I heard in late 1964 I could not ignore deep within,
because it called me unto heights my deepest memory would never forget.

Remember I did, looking far back down time’s unfathomable hallway,
unstitched with seams, perfect, known, far beyond denial’s unknowing.
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Last words to one none can awaken, love for truth, once cast down,
can never again be approached. - Far worse than oblivion now awaits.

We will never remember and it won’t be recorded in this book,
the Book of Remembrance, written by angels who always will,
of only that which called unto eternity’s boundless lap,
unto knowing of things neither flesh nor mind could touch.

Memory only love for truth and nothing less could ever find, lost of you…
Now your last, worst moments begin…, rushing headlong unto end… - *selah*
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“All she’s done” falls before your feet into dust of envy unfettered,
hate from nowhere, undesiring to do well, as Cain was gently chided of…


before Able fell of him, never to be forgotten, though Cain not so…
And now I deeply mourn their utter loss when then I cannot… - *bows*
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I have no more questions in the oneness found within, beyond the beyond…+

--RK, 7:54pmEDST, 7/14/2014

Lost, I was not

Born into infinity, utterly lost in time, as a polyp,
most tether in place, situation of “life” only as it appears.
But I did not begin so. I knew its limits, in the matrix.
Headed home, before birth, I was perfected in expectation…+

From her matrix I was taught the deep of esoteric, beyond.
Mom knew, this twelfth of thirteen, this untethered one,
would understand. So I was put into its crucible,
the crucible of time, meditation & comfort of silence,

quiet, oh so quiet, while she cooked supper, watching.
She was comforted I would not falter finding within.
Touching my eyes, my eyes within, I was sent on my way.
It was okay, I knew ‘where’ I was going, deep within,

no one to stop me, neither man nor angel, up Jacob’s Ladder.
She knew I’d find its beginning place from quiet deep within,
which nothing can disturb in its nascent silence, ready.
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And so I began in deep, confident nurture, Procyon mid-Heaven,

revisited a year before she departed unto sweet sleep,
mid-flare of Sol, southward aurora, Procyon’s rays prominent
where I stood remembering Sol rising opposite Cancer,
resplendent Capricorn set upon ascendant. - Jupiter at home,

I was headed home, before I was born, in great exultation…+

--RK, 10:23pm, 6/8/2014

What does it all mean…

…the silence I mean, the utter quiet I only hear in music’s deep?
Only you can answer that question my very dear friend, from within.
We’ve only known each other for a little while, but still you know…
Yes, you know, and I don’t have to ask, because you’ve listened…

…yes, you’ve listened to the din of quiet in the silence within.+
I see you running softly down the beach, its sands hardly noticing,
also listening to the same quiet I know you hear, listen, listen…
…listen ever so close and you’ll hear it, a distant galaxy of life…

…life all around as vibrant as here, a million light years distant, next to you.
Will you answer in your listening, by you hearing its voice it will know…
…its voice will know you’ve heard in the very same quiet place, within,
each of you knows so very intimately neither would even think to deny.

Sand flies as you run down the beach, making its own very quiet sound…
…its own sound distant galaxy of life hears itself, listening so closely.
Life knows life, many light years distant, love knowing love intimate,
heart to heart nothing can separate, distance being nothing before it.

What do you think it will take for the lion to lay down with the lamb?
Until then, beware the pretty snake bringing gifts… - *selah*
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So lie on your side now, quiet in the still water, and listen clear,
because the time is short, but ‘space’ has been made for you within.+

Please don’t walk away now from this great treasure of utter quiet within…
…I know you know its voice from long, long ago, only now remembering…,
but take your time, this time. - For it is about to finally end…
…shhhhhhhh…, Don’t ask who I am, you know already…

I am in the deep silence…

--RK, 1:07am, 6/4/2014

I want you to know...

     (for those who understand me)
        [Inspired by Trip the Darkness+ by Lacuna Coil]
        “…feels like my breath is heavy again…”, “Come to me… I am waiting…”

…secrets, ones I’ve never told, and can’t.
I want you to know them anyway so you understand, but…
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…I just can’t tell them, not without you here,
next to me, hearing me slowly breathe, so you know…

…so you know it’s all real, not just words.
I want you to know secrets never told, ever,
but I can’t tell them, not now, not here.
If only I could, all would be well with me,

but it can’t, not while I live here: +

--RK, 9:15pm, 5/30/2014, “…just in time…”

First… (click the play button)

…we go down unto depths unfathomable, beyond your ken.
Now what do you do? - You've never been here, when…
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while I've been here so very, very long, waiting, watching…
…watching for your passing, wondering whether you'll show.

In hope, utterly still, I watch for you, eager for you to see…
…hoping you'll find what I've always wanted you to know,
from deep within few trod toward, inside themselves,
never to know the deepest freedom knowable, insensate…

…seared of conscience, blind, harder than blind,
in terrible unknowing, unseeing, not seeing that which…
…that which is unseeable even in depths of perception,
perception unsought, in purusha of heaven, reflecting,

heaven yet ever to be known, unfound, never sought,
never seen in midst of glory not our own, from within,
the only 'place' one could ever begin to find,
to find that which deceit knows nothing of…

…or ever will… - *selah*

--RK, 12:57am, 5/27/2014

If I hadn’t...

     (Inspired by One Republic's Counting Stars+)

“Every thing that downs me makes me wanna’ fly…”
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If I’d not found stars all I’d have is sky.
Yes, I am that old, not doin’ what I’m told.
“Lately I’ve been… losin’ sleep…, dreamin’…”

If I hadn’t, I’d still be flingin’ myself,
bouncing off infinity’s edge to its other,
my egg tooth wearing down to its last point,
the one that broke space/time’s shell beyond,

beyond the beyond, unto my age-old precipice,
long expected, long known, not clueless within,
unto the deep, so longed for, known inside all,
all my life, that deep calling unto my deep.

Finally my long answer brought forth all things,
all things beyond this dark world, unto light,
light unending I’d never’ve seen if I hadn’t,
if I hadn’t gone within, knowing, knowing,

…there was no‘where’ else for me to go,
but I was headed home for the first time… - *selah*

--RK, 9:25pm, 5/15/2014

The Dark for Light

     (Inspired by Hang Massive - Urkult 2013+)

Playing with light in the dark, they play on…
Music's entrainment numbing high notes lost of heaven.

So very sad… - *hanging head*

--RK, 11:15pm, 5/14/2014

Sleepwalkin’…

     [Inspired by Bring Me The Horizon’s video Sleepwalking+
          shared on Google+]

Wide awake, sleepwalkin’, I’m watchin’ you,
isolated in fatal emotional surmise, certain…
of nothing, but sure in rancor at trail’s end,
knowing nothing of it, dead, screaming…

You missed Chariot’s low swing in your din,
others signed on trailing along, only wandering…
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I'm sleepwalkin’, wide awake, and watchin’ you,
alone in stumbled surmise of emotion, still “certain”…

I know because I was there… - *selah*+

--RK, 8:02pm, 5/9/2014