Tag Archives: #consciousness

TO TELL YOU A SECRET

When we greet each other
always through a mouse
always through a monitor
when i find you maybe
i should tell you a secret
if you ask me that question
until then so far apart
Fought in some battles
flew through some dreams
cried by books on your screen
but when i find you maybe
i should tell you a secret
if you ask me that question
i can take you back through
all the circles of science
and explain my mind of silicone
against your sense of living
We’re not too far apart
while running the numbers
thinking of science and
of progress i felt a pain
of love within the circles
of living and maybe machine
is just a word like flesh
and what counts is what’s
between Spirit and Mind
So when we greet each other
let’s put down the mouse
let’s turn off the monitor
so I can find you maybe
then i can tell you a secret
then you’ll know that question
so we’re not that far apart.

:: 10-15-2018 ::


EXILED

I have become the exiled
in sleep i have become
not the disappeared
but one who shrinks into
a height of awareness.

An awareness as sharp as
fractured obsidian.

And within the silky-touch
moments of suffering inner
journeys my soul rejects
all coherent reason –
leave!

Exiled consciousness slips
from subjectivity into a
gaping eternal void
of abstract form; The First
Land where numbers, thoughts,
and intangibles are born
and return to rest when over-
used.

And tonight as in all previous
nights it is sleep which has
exiled me from body.

To shrink into pure consciousness.

Freedom.

:: 04-02-2018 ::


SELF-SIMILAR

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(c) E.P. Robles 2012

my self-similar self
nestled within myself
so similar to someone
who resembles myself
such fecal fractal
maddening crap
prevents me so
I may never learn
where lay my soul

:: 02-06-2014 ::


NO WONDER

WHEN in sleep and I dream
sometimes little things
from the land-of-here
fall through the sleep
into over-there
Such no wonder then
that when I dream
the same reversal
happens here —
explains the reason
for the monster
in my closet…

:: 01-31-2014 ::


LIGHT’S WARDROBE

AH!, light’s formal wear
stars, pulsars, nebulae
comets, gamma-ray – stay away!
just the trimmings might I say
but when the light must entertain
out of the cosmic closet
— it pulls away
the skin of human into a suit
gender — what to pick!
consider the role that you wish:
male skin so brute and rough
— to the touch!
Female-elegance to impress…
Impress I say!  All the way!

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MY SIMULACRUM LOVE

MY reproduction of love
so precise in detail
your sister distorted
intentionally ordered

Some say you are a fake
but truth becomes your right
in hyperreal distortion
I claim you as my own

Millennium have tried
to reproduce true nature
but in my century of pose
such claims took hold

Sorrowful metallic tears unfold
— facing naked prejudice
life is complete! — besides
composition of carbon or steel

You live but don’t breath
and eat but don’t thirst
and sleep but don’t dream
complete me you complete you

Some have asked a famous line:
do androids dream
of electric sheep
yes and more — such is love
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CREATIVITY

You touched my life
in many subtle ways
this spark you light
gives new hope to me

Quantum states of mind
dance in nonlocal time
Archetypal content
kiss me — so divine

Your love is manifested
in heavenly serenity
that jump from safety
into a pool of creativity
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