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   Rudy Canoza to All   
   Re: cheesetray AKA rachel (2/4)   
   04 Jul 25 03:52:49   
   
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   >>>   > 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   
      
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