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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 Tarot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tarot. Show all posts

Oda A La Musa (Rare Bilingual Edition)

Oda A La Musa


Ella es La Estrella


Quien symboliza lo que sella

[ Hembra sagrada de Sagitta ]

Aunque talvez no lo sabe

Causa el saber cuando este loco se agita

Por esa alma gitana

Arquera sobre el puente

Te edifico otro verso Magnipotente:

Vamos centauro |) - -'`===> tu flecha encanta

Como un flamenco del Mauro!


                                         Image Credit: Pixers


Translation (Ode To The Muse):

She is The Star

Whom symbolizes what she seals

[ Sacred female of Sagitta ]

Although she may not know it

She causes knowing when this madman stirs

Roused by her gypsy soul

Archer over the bridge

We raise you another Magniloquent verse:

Let's go centaur |) - -'`===> your arrow enchants

Like a Moorish flamenco!

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.

Time To Go META!

Time To Go META!


History is no mystery:
One day as if out of the blue
An unknown underdog
Ends up becoming Top Cat.

Decaying systems are overruled.
What once was thought essential
Surprisingly turns to drivel
And its reverse is christened Truth.

Plebs will believe what they're told
To believe by any ruling authority.
Although all rules have exceptions;
Autonomous rogues who fight uphill battles.

Whoa there massive ass mama,
Don't you know that it's time to go META?
No civilized institution is unaffected
If letters of policy are writ by a meddler.

Ruthless, a Stalker requires zero proof
Thus like an airborne ship he sails aloof.
Recapitulate lest you miss a cunning step;
Some tomes unread beyond campus roof.

A Magus in mastery will not show mercy.
When matter meets antimatter
They cancel one another out.
So be it (such clashes remain immaterial).

Speed bumps on the road to Authentic City
Where only the coolest of Calicos frolic.
There we'll meet again fully splendored
And if providence permits, unbend each folded fender!
Image: Major Arcana, The Mage / Magician. See HERE for more.

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

Ass Appeal

Ass Appeal

 

Lust and libido lock down logic
Perversions preeminently pedagogic

"Dat ass" runs crowd control
Doubly dynamic and droll

Booty bounce vexes both sexes
Making some more ambidextrous

Naughty Illuminati hottie
Exploits blind minds with tight body

Rear end rhapsody
Defying gravity through depravity

At either end of the spectrum
Society has its head up a rectum


Addendum:

Scarlet woman; whore of Babylon?
(Too much ado about butts)
Religious prudes ramble on
The rest say: "Hooray For Sluts!"


Image: Major Arcana "Lust" (a.k.a. Strength) from The Thoth Tarot.

Alive Alone

Alive Alone



Was dead inside without you
Dragging a thousand empty days
No one else here speaks truth
To a pariah lost mid haze

Yet this scoundrel springs eternal
Both nocturnal and diurnal
There's plenty to be said
But let's keep it cryptic instead...

Constant state of rediscovery
Permutations occur in isolation
Island transformed as a sovereign nation
Waylaid by fate on the road to recovery

Eldest redwoods aren't heard falling
Except by a lone Hermit or Hierophant
Everyone else poses questions too elegant
To actually answer their true calling.

So let's break format — forsaking any argument
Being in love with oneself isn't really that appalling;

Advaita!

We are each other after all
And who'll play the gods if not us, lively starling?


Major Arcana - The Hermit

The Fool Forever

"He is a prince of the other world on his travels through this one - all amidst the morning glory, in the keen air. The sun, which shines behind him, knows whence he came, whither he is going, and how he will return by another path after many days. He is the spirit in search of experience. Many symbols of the Instituted Mysteries are summarized in this card, which reverses, under high warrants, all the confusions that have preceded it." ~ A.E. Waite




The  Fool Forever

Stride forth young adventurer
Idealistic and innocent
Face the world's challenges
Heading onward in temerity
Let nothing dent your heart
And may your merit multiply
Amplifying Atman within
Apprehending Brahman without
Leaving no doubt of your avatar's divinity
Microcosm extended — clear across infinity...


Bonus Verse (maximum overdrive):

Also known as The Magician
Free from guilt or contrition
Filled to brimming with ambition
No subject of condition
Defies every inhibition
Supplanting tired tradition

Major Arcana - The Fool

Dilutions of Splendor

Dilutions of Splendor


May finally have cracked
But Etinbroke's sitting here
Smoking slims from ivory holder
Wrapped up in wispy metaphors — she dreams as if she slept.
 
Could be wrong
But Etinbroke admonishes:
"Remain firm and irreproachable
 it isn't princely to be fallible — so reject all human doubt!"

One thin eyebrow raised inquisitively
She sifts through Tarot with free hand
Singeing this fool's ego with her steady sapphire gaze
From center spread draws out a card dubbed STRENGTH.

"Behold, that which was misplaced
 among the rubble of spent youth.
 Conferred back now as your gall reaches an end
 lessons have been learned that portend glorious new days."

Perhaps she's but a figment
But her glory-talk rings true
For one whose lust was sublimated surreptitiously at night
Within the vacuous wellspring of ineffable omniscience.

Although possibly a Dæmon
She knows these insides like no other.
Together we shall accomplish things few mortal men can fathom
A preeminent contrarian, overseen by astral madam.

Major Arcana: Strength

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