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Blasphemous Bazaar


META-Poems For A New Millennium

<br>META-Poems For A New Millennium<br><br>

The Flagship of Anti-Poetry — est. 2010





Showing posts with label Quixotic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quixotic. Show all posts

Enter Dark Templar

Enter Dark Templar


Abandon cult of cac

It's just another cul-de-sac

Pass on through the temple of fear

Do you hear that? Dystopia draws near!

A thousand leagues full of discord awaits

Only lovers left living; haters suffer sad fates.

Dust off your link to the lightness aloft

Recover from this darkness what's lost

The next revolution is about to begin

Solely united can we common folk win ...

Major Arcana: The High Priest / Pope.

TeLeX

TeLeX


More rated R than XXX

Or any synapses superseded by sex.

Restraint prevents all of life's wrecks.

Et qualis rex, talis grex


Hits up doubles, then it checks ...

Like a con job of latent lex—

—icography. Vowels vex!

Walls erect to stave off what's next (?)


Cause things become rather complex

As culmination crowns authored apex.

Make no mistake; pay your respects.

To the astros shalt we undertake / treks /

Image: Vintage Telex Ad [in negative].

Playing At Angles

Playing At Angles


The power of the pyramids is epitomized by a triangle.

So come on now daddy-o, don't be such a quadrangle!

This Gordian knot we've tied, no Earthly prince can disentangle.

All the rabbits in this warren are after that carrot ``they`` dangle.

Docile bunnies can`t wrest anything from anyone nor even wrangle.

Those wolves who wear sheepskin are mean enough to always mangle.

Find it in your heart to not reach around their necks then strangle.

Listen instead to soothing dark jazz with a little jingle-jangle.

Ignore these other idiots, distracted by a banner`s spangle.

Though life may hand us limes, one can in any case wangle!



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On The Warpath

On The Warpath


We will consecrate this act of war
With the flesh of gods and
Ambrosia; Nectar of Immortality!

Another eclipse approaches —
A brutal battle encroaches...

The enemy hears our tenebrific chant:
Mortis Invictus
Terror Forever!

Vicious, vile, Ars vindictive
Yes such power is addictive
It lays waste to the edifice
Of orderly artifice 
(In every way unpredicted)

Chaotic convulsions carry on
Death doth rattle
Open maw; give us MORE!

Grimace foul ghoul
Facing abject defeat

May you learn before parting
With whom not to compete.
Pigs pale | next to princely elite

But beware the court Fool
Because sometimes suddenly
A hidden king is revealed
Then any shield shall yield
To that psychic sword he will wield

All foes fear his fierce horrific rant:
Mortis Invictus
Tyrant Forever!

Minor Arcana | King of Swords

♘ Year of The Cavalier ♞

Author's Note: For context regarding this year's predictions from several Feng-Shui Masters, refer to this article > Chinese New Year 2014



Year of The Cavalier


First new moon touches perigee now as Venus goes direct
The time to draw one's bow and aim is over 
No further need to reflect ...

Unless your sign be equine
Then hold your horses still
Though they're champing at the bit
Close the stable door
Or bolt beyond, those broncos will

Wooden Trojan stallion stand silently in wait
Flames of war burning all around 
Can consume at any rate

Reign in thy steed noble knight
From high and haughty saddle
Must thee occasionally dismount
Lead ponies down to water's edge
Let them drink of their own account

Against symbolic windmills, like Don Quijote bravely tilt
Head cavalry through its last heroic hurdle
Upon mustang thy blood spilt!

Image: Don Quijote by Gustave Dore.

Seres Alzados (Special Spanish Edition w/ PodCast)

"Angeles son poderes escondidos dentro los organos y faculdades del hombre." ~ Ibn Al 'Arabi, Gran Maestro de los Sufis



Seres Alzados


~ I ~

No temo a nada ni a nadie
Sea que ande paseando
Por las avenidas de San Salvador
O sobre los muros en Machu Picchu
Ahi voy, con pasos pesados
Aventado a toda cabeza
Deletreando frases vivientes
En tres idiomas (Frances, Ingles, y este)
Porque el mas alla no se queda quieto
Ni tan siquiera un solo instante
Menos para los quienes se inquietan
Y aquellos que se desesperan
Bueno, esos salen aun peor.


~ II ~

La Muerte es transcendente
Nuestras almas; ilusion
En esta vida no hay constante
Excepto, vuestra fe y devocion
Tal como Castaneda os dijo
Que Don Juan había dicho:
"El unico camino que debes seguir
Es uno que sobresale rebalsando
Desde tu propio sentir."
Asi que nos toca eligir
Rechasar el misterio con ciencia
Sacrificando lo ideal - o -
Bautisarse con agua pura de consciencia
Cual es la misma energia
Del espacio abierto, universal!


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