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   nancygene.andjayme@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (NancyGene) posted:   
   > Will Dockery wrote:   
   >   
   > > Poem   
   > >   
   > > Anyway the time has come to explain   
   > > the Golden Eternity   
   > > and how the iridescent paraphernalia of radiating candles   
   > > ceases   
   > > when meditation ceases   
   > > because I know what it's like to die,   
   > > to cease meditating, one day I died,   
   > > I fainted actually, I was stooping smelling   
   > > strapping flowers in the cosmos yard   
   > > of my mother's cozy flower house   
   > > in Auffinsham Shire, in Queens,   
   > > and stood up fast taking deep breath,   
   > > blood rushed from head, next thing I knew   
   > > woke up flat on my back in grassy sun   
   > > and had been out fine minutes.   
   > >   
   > > And I had seen the Golden Eternity.   
   > > The Lamb was alone with the Lamb.   
   > > The Babe was alone with the Baby Lamb.   
   > > The Shroud was alone with the Golden Shroud.   
   > >   
   > > I was alone with God, who   
   > > is God, who was me,   
   > > who was All,   
   > > he stood high on a hill   
   > > overlooking Mexico City   
   > > radiating messages   
   > > out of a white Tiot   
   > >   
   > > - Jack Kerouac, 1958   
   >   
   > Great poetry from the one and only Jack Kerouac.   
   > [/quote]   
   >   
   > There are at least 114 people right now in the U.S. whose name is "William   
   Dockery."   
      
   I haven't checked, but as obsessed with me as you are, I didn't doubt that you   
   have, NG.   
      
   --   
   Poetry and songs of Will Dockery:   
   https://www.reverbnation.com/willdockery   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)