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|    Rudy Canoza to All    |
|    Re: cheesetray AKA rachel (2/4)    |
|    04 Jul 25 03:52:49    |
      [continued from previous message]              >>> > these time-worn seas, to reap       >>> > all the wheat required       >>> > for a bounty of harvests       >>> > from endless swarths       >>> > of history's most abundant       >>> > heavenly fields       >>> >       >>> > together, they flood       >>> > all memory       >>> > with beneficent grace       >>> > for those who still remain       >>> > left behind, diluvian       >>> > sole survivors       >>> > at the edge of time       >>> > who begrudgingly       >>> > will comply       >>> > and are compelled to sing       >>> > as though a cure       >>> > yea tho' now they, too       >>> > are sightless       >>> > for the shadows       >>> > of that floating rain cloud       >>> > still hovering       >>> > over lost visions       >>> > of uncharted futures       >>> >       >>> > entrusted to those       >>> > for whom it was written       >>> > still fighting in darkness       >>> > for this cosmopolitan       >>> > smite, pioneers       >>> > on the frontiers       >>> > of universal classical spaces       >>> > not of common land       >>> > cosmos's hidden gems       >>> > for revolutionaries       >>> > who demand       >>> > from their loyal nation       >>> > these glowing treasures       >>> > towards which they have       >>> > been flung       >>> > engulfed in the flames       >>> > of abiding fires       >>> > eternally harnessed       >>> > torn asunder       >>> > by the cracked frosts       >>> > of burning ice       >>> > subjecting them       >>> > to this furnace       >>> >       >>> > supercharged missiles       >>> > rich in weight       >>> > and darkly toxic       >>> > are powered up       >>> > then faithfully fired       >>> > into the returning ark       >>> > cushioned on all sides       >>> > by sunless skies       >>> > which are now, in their       >>> > wake, sleepily watching       >>> > these scorned       >>> > rebel fliers, rockets of       >>> > long-deserted       >>> > flavored celestial flesh       >>> >       >>> > cemented into ceilings       >>> > of stone, these instructions       >>> > guilded into our gentle       >>> > genes, fiercely controlled       >>> > and copiously copied       >>> > since the origin, of the       >>> > genesis, of the consciousness       >>> > of one G-d, painstakingly       >>> > packed away by fortune's sages       >>> > pairs well-preserved       >>> > like so many       >>> > hermetically sealed jars       >>> > of antique pomes, locked       >>> > in a central underground       >>> > sink of a most trampled       >>> > and forgotten earth, shared       >>> > throughout the further       >>> > development of mankind       >>> > faring from land to land       >>> > from man to man       >>> >       >>> > they reveal a once       >>> > abounding attic       >>> > couched atop       >>> > a noble global house       >>> > not of this world       >>> >       >>> > solemn confidences       >>> > at long last uncovered       >>> > by brown, well-tanned       >>> > good news archaeologists       >>> > are disclosed       >>> > for these once sun-struck       >>> > yea, sun-scorched       >>> > omni voyagers       >>> > who dig, unceasingly       >>> > in their seasons       >>> > in their ancient gardens       >>> > passing over, across, under       >>> > and through the bitter       >>> > unleavened       >>> > dry cracked grounds       >>> > of a now almost       >>> > wholly paved, conjoined       >>> > empyreal empire       >>> > being handed back       >>> > from israel's first fathers       >>> > letter by letter       >>> >       >>> > like a family jewel       >>> > or closely guarded pride       >>> > passed from generation       >>> > to generation       >>> > they have tumbled       >>> > down a watchful       >>> > observant       >>> > streaming alphabet chain       >>> > opening new doors       >>> > even those       >>> > flying false flags       >>> > shoring her own       >>> > spanish secrets       >>> >       >>> > it has all been dutifully       >>> > tucked away, never       >>> > to recede fully       >>> > and die, but skillfully       >>> > embedded, amongst the       >>> > soft velvet grasses       >>> > which blow       >>> > with the breezes       >>> > coarsely threaded, into       >>> > their shallow earth       >>> > by fibrous roots, and       >>> > mangled, amongst weeds       >>> > which creep       >>> > back through creation, into       >>> > the mind's veldts' seeds       >>> > of their plotted cup's       >>> > most remote colours       >>> > and can be found there       >>> > wound up       >>> > in curious puzzles       >>> >       >>> > gifted rings which swear       >>> > a manufactured fidelity       >>> > of their most dearly       >>> > departed civility       >>> > yet still which bear       >>> > a gentle kind       >>> > of re-kindled hope       >>> > mercurial panacea       >>> > for these driven       >>> > truckers of instant truth       >>> >       >>> > rough and rowdy       >>> > well-schooled       >>> > baby black beasts       >>> > just released, sit       >>> > slouched, in heavy chains       >>> > the youngest one       >>> > still wearing       >>> > her mothers' metal       >>> > badges of the rotten       >>> > shadows of sheets bloodied       >>> > by unborn memories       >>> > of sleet and rain       >>> > she will shrink       >>> > from the moonlight       >>> > rising, meeting the pain       >>> > of a krystal       >>> > cleared conscience       >>> >       >>> > continually, they plow       >>> > through scattered       >>> > subterranean planes       >>> > of layered cosmic lands       >>> > in search of       >>> > some kind of mercy       >>> >       >>> > deific validation, for their       >>> > constitutional conviction       >>> > of one nation       >>> > under G-d       >>> > a delivery, of some kind       >>> > of salvific wingd victory       >>> > conveying       >>> > their unified story       >>> >       >>> > meticulously groomed       >>> > for this long-planned journey       >>> > dashing flight       >>> > back through rivers split       >>> > rich and red and bloody       >>> > as egypt's deadly nile       >>> > through once fallow       >>> > cloverleafs of soulless       >>> > virgin highway       >>> > awoke, again, for them       >>> > they are loaded       >>> > as they back into       >>> > a more perfect world       >>> >       >>> > indelibly branded       >>> > into their rich-flowing blood       >>> > they are brothers       >>> > of the skies       >>> > pre-determined by design       >>> > to find       >>> > this ineffaceable fusion       >>> > through shared reminders       >>> > of their holy communion       >>> > traces of an inscribed       >>> > diamond destiny       >>> > maps of ancient astronomy       >>> > the printed inversion       >>> > of a twinkling       >>> > star-writ narrative       >>> > of the promised history       >>> > of the promised birth       >>> > of the promised prince       >>> > at the incipience       >>> > of the dawn       >>> > of holy yesteryear       >>> >       >>> > hail, this breath of life       >>> > granting pathways out       >>> > honoring sanctioned       >>> > tribal rights       >>> > frankly fired, through       >>> > shock and awe       >>> > past cast inhabitants       >>> > of a silent       >>> > acquiescent first city moon       >>> > into the ether       >>> > of the unknown       >>> >       >>> > like glass into the eye       >>> > but it will regrow       >>> > a new coat       >>> > as the banished serpent itself       >>> > crawling, out of eden       >>> > on its belly       >>> > forcefully it pierces       >>> > as it flies quickly       >>> > into waters of slippery flesh       >>> > a stinging, icy delivery       >>> > liquid sharp, as the flushing       >>> > unforgiving rays       >>> > of a sweltering sun       >>> > unable even to blink       >>> > as it slithers speedily       >>> > over scaled skins       >>> > as though it now, too       >>> > were crossing       >>> > a deserted river, divulging       >>> > a way into       >>> > the ocean's bedrock       >>> > of all time       >>> >       >>> > dedicated to demolition       >>> > they follow       >>> > their foregone road maps       >>> > warring to find       >>> > that which was denied       >>> > escaping once again       >>> > the shackles       >>> > of extrinsic servitude       >>> > to an outer world unknown       >>> > still seeking              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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