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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
November 6, 2021

WE ARE SO FUCKED

By EPRobles

(In Heaven a 911 operator’s experience)

“HEAVEN  is heavy with lost souls today but can I help you?”

SOUL:  Yes, seems I have no reason to live.

Okay.  Arise beyond this illusion okay?

SOUL:  “what?”

This is God’s voice (by proxy) speaking.
Just don’t do anything stupid that could um,
cause you irreparable harm.  Like death.  We’re
logged back hard on deaths at this moment.  But.
hey, what can I do for you?

SOUL:  I am sick with like , fuck.   All wise men I have read
and like a ship upon the ocean I heard the voices
say there can only be peace with the One.”

Well, that is bullshit.  You sound bifurcated.  Just stay alive.
We um  (what?  I’m on the goddammit line now) sorry.  Just
don’t do anything that can kill you now.  We’ll
get back to you.  Do you have Amazon or Google
or shit, yeah okay (FACEBOOK), SpaceX shares?  We can get
you out of this shit if you have the money.

“God?  What?  What?”

Yeah, we upgraded.

The spiritual world can’t even keep up with the
life forms we created.  The entire universe is really
REALLY going crazy.  Now.

Can I help you with anything else?

No.  (click).

:: 11.05.2021 ::

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November 6, 2021

BEAUTIFUL AND UGLY

By EPRobles

the beautiful and the ugly have a kinship
one rejected the other despised

one for revolt the other jealousy
mother come soon

the sun’s surface should burn skin
down to the soul

and I have waited for the melted spirit
her glory soul burning

so I can receive her soul without flesh
just the nectar of life

beauty and acceptance: ugly and perfect essence
mother loves both daughters

And love is skinless and passion kisses life
a human life should know

Just like an angel does____.

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November 6, 2021

A SINGLE BREATH

By EPRobles

the most beautiful art
is the lung expressing
air to the vocal chords
then magic happens

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November 6, 2021

FLOWER-MOUTH’D DAY

By EPRobles

THIS DAY opened its flower-mouth smell the daisy and the roses
saw the blue skies touched her lips
and found God behind a rock my feet deep inside the sand

So i turned yea i turned from the boy i knew
into the man i now am no more begging the dog
next door to stop barking or cussing taking out the trash

ah i got the scars from this world i have a sternum broken in parts
how strange i now enjoy watching the air standing in small spaces
for you for me smelling the flower-mouth of this open-mouthed day

Life tell me more oh tell me more Whether Spring, Summer or Fall
and like Winter — you make it all smell as flower-Spring

My satellite
My love
My self

:: 11.05.2021 ::

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November 6, 2021

MONSTER FEAR

By EPRobles

I am miserably prolific /mean butterfly eating my insides\
my writings less agreeable than my dreams:  no fun ||| ate
mud [check]  ate my own heart [check] stood up when i
should have stood down [check]
  wept and cried [x]
danced and went hysterically comical but carried the dead
child which was once me inside as the crowd laughed.
\
  And for ENCORE?  Doing it all over would be pure
poetic MADNESS!  /

i gave all my laughs and tears and guts whether sane
or madness creeps inside but bless who you are and for
the song you sing but no more___for all those hearts of everyone
a star burns out and others explode;  bless your hearts.

AND the claws of monstrous reality pulls me back into my head.

:: 11.05.2021 ::

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November 1, 2021

THE SPEAK EACH TO EACH

By EPRobles

I never heard the song of solitude
but felt the structure, plot and rhyme
of mother’s time who fled upon a wind
whilst i walked a long mile alone

My face a window
how silently i waited hours
to see what imagined but hardly
ever held: wept and prayed
to hold my mother within my arms.

All is a nightmare laid to bed.
After all. Grown, broken, and
trailing more — i have loved
other women more. Many dead
because I attract the crazy
of them all. The women whom I
loved — many deep inside the soil
and a few still walking upon
the soil as ghosts whom haunt me.

:: 11.01.2021 ::

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November 1, 2021

I ROCKED TOWARD THE SEASHELL

By EPRobles

Flatness__ charged words.
bellowed//out\\wardness
i chashed utterfly
wing : eXPLOSING butter memory
_(ubble Head > — huggly
faceSMEARED tears OF NO
path/ i .AUGH caught
said she/he said shit\
she left: oh no said HE:
the divine i spoke \ i was
that never good| the skin of
my animal … of all these
of all silence and experienced
traveled. How my eyes are fingers
pelted skillfully rolled. Then,
within my heart; to be never without
that fate of a beating drum inside
my chest. A beautiful nature of
round Moon and square Sun sings
as you. Love is that deepest root
of a breathing sky of life/how higher
is glorious wonderous that I carry
this heart.\ I could ponder my poems
professor/ These sharp teeth and carve
eyes as a cat of nine times to die.
How many have tried. Gentlewoman
and ladies.

:: 11.01.2021 ::

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November 1, 2021

I ROCKED TOWARD THE SEASHELL

By EPRobles

flatness__ charged words.
bellowed//out\\wardness
i chashed utterfly
wing : eXPLOSING butter memory
_(ubble Head > — huggly
faceSMEARED tears OF NO
path/ i .AUGH caught
said she/he said shit\
she left: oh no said HE:
the divine i spoke \ i was
that never good| the skin of
my animal … of all these
of all silence and experienced
traveled. How my eyes are fingers
pelted skillfully rolled. Then,
within my heart; to be never without
that fate of a beating drum inside
my chest. A beautiful nature of
round Moon and square Sun sings
as you. Love is that deepest root
of a breathing sky of life/how higher
is glorious wonderous that I carry
this heart.\ I could ponder my poems
professor/ These sharp teeth and carve
eyes as a cat of nine times to die.
How many have tried. Gentlewoman
and ladies.

:: 11.01.2021 ::

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November 1, 2021

SYNTAX FREEDOM

By EPRobles

I DON’T follow rules. It keeps the “format police” away, mostly.
But at times, I have to kick them in academic teeth.

I rode upon the highway — heat, dry-sweat today
Glided through a red light all the way to your
empty uterus parking spot. The organ grinder and
his spotted monkey entertained me while
I sat in a cadmium-baked car = oh Majora, my minora sweets
melting in a box next to me.

My lover we shall spend nights in La Rioja
and taste the best wines and dine upon feasts
in romantic bodegas so we shall stroll
the day upon the land at Casa Rural —
I hear her vineyards
are a magic potion
for heavy hearts!

I hope we miss
the Renfe and Alsa
that we may walk
across the treasure
of Rioja’s Region
and fall in love
while stranded within
a small town as the
last bus leaves
beneath a Spaniard night

These are the memories
I wish in La Rioja

:: 08-15-2014 ::

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November 1, 2021

SOMEDAY IS MOURNING

By EPRobles

SOMEDAY is morning someday nights
someway is east someways south
found a lotus inside my mouth
broke the petal ate the sun
found myself inside my head
hey yea.
how i never hated fake smile
but the lies behind the lips
Jesus spoke people listened
then strapped him to a post
lost, disappointed, hesitant
and weak so we’re all freaks
swimming in a muddy pond,
beautiful and strong.
But so weak.

:: 10.31.2021 ::

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