Oleh Wolansky

Unraveling Spiral Galaxy


I
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You carry within you all the seeds of life.
I know of nothing besides what you are and shall swing tenaciously until the
Ground beneath me gives way.
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There will be no end to the glory if all were one.
It won’t matter, any of those things that possess us.

They are all unknown objects strewn before us by time.
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Wordless, forced through clenched teeth,
Affected emotionless untrue to calculations,
These words are false and inhibited.
I have left the realm of reason for pure abject passion;
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The beginning of the first mists, hovering, incandescent;
The halcyon repose of a bird before the ascendancy of a note.
The flight into the pathways made by sound.
Distant callings before the summoning of a journey.
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Through thick fog until death the raging storm continues
Unabated lost hope irremediable incorrigible lassitude
Longing and sorrow amidst the tides of change
Irreversible mirrors that record all of life and death with the aid of eternal lights
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Time always comes first in the order of our apperception
We cannot differentiate between objects until we recognize change
Change only happens with passage of time
Spatial recognition does not occur until time allows it to exist
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To regain the lost art of inspiration through perspiration of the mind
Working overtime to reach Parnassus and the oracle
It is Apollo that I seek in this desperate time
The gift of beauty and art for the last decade
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The eternal moment returns to my consciousness
Instill the birds with the same egotistical ramifications
Realizations that transpire and perspire and attack the soul
Mindful of the return of the homeless
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LOVE IS ALIVE AND IT RADIATES FROM US BOTH ALWAYS
REGARDless of who
LIVES AND EXPERIENCES IT WITH US
Connected to the world
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Death o you monolith of understanding give me strength and fortitude
To pass through the gates of solace
On this earth as a temporary visitor a transient shadow
I lost my soul my precious soul my aide to life the raison d'etre
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Enumerate never ruminate over the squabbles of the day
the nighttime offers you the cloak that deserves you
And in essence the world has to masticate in order for you to eat
Lungs breathe and the order unfolds unfurled like a flag in the dawn of creation
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Dancing into the starlit sky
Bereft of fear from anxiety or mortal misgivings
Free to play long into the night
Dissolution
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That through these chains we break our daily bread
To inhabit spheres of competence: dejected spires of solace.
Merely a conventional cupboard of velleity.
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At least Something…
I

I was born into something (a relative term) for nothing.
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The stillness greets this netherworld:
For any words in it would create ripples and
Consequently the lack of exactitude to derive any
Meaning from a new birthed universe,
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I will not allow this terrible longing to engulf me like a plague of knowing.
Never to reach…to plumb the depths and reaches of this Earth;
To lay subsequently, a dormant banquet of conciliatory acquiescence.
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Sleep will not come as swiftly as prescribed
By the normal functions of biorhythmic activity
Slightly induced by the consumption and subsequent prolonged enjoyment of
Un-prescribed chemicals that flow in the stream of this world.
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The spiders crawl back into your mind, the ubiquitous spirit,
The profane nature of the existence that beckons to be understood,
The illustrious fragmentation of the mind occurring from an overzealous arrogance,
A self-righteous cry for existence, yet ensconced with a veritable stupidity.
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I

Oh the vapid poems instilled by the breathe stealing vision of that sound coming forth blazon horns clamorous rancorous debilitating euphoria delimit my boundary my mindscape hath forthcoming the inimitable illimitable horizon of inspiration blowing from the hyperborean summits of freedom down to the trenches in seas of servitude.
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