Room 145

July 23, 2016

and another noesis
νόησις νόησις
GEE A NOETIC LIGHTNING
light everywhere, a mess
of bodhisattvas, spiraloid
trailblazings of impossibilities,
dimensions an’ shit;
patterns taking shape in molten topaz & garnet
(Treasure type: B?)
I, the fiery life of divine essence, 

am aflame beyond the beauty of the meadows, 

I gleam in the waters,
and I burn in the sun, moon and stars.
I awaken everything to life…

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