Semanticated words
swirling
around a drain
disguised as an ear
attached to an eye
blank
vacant
lit only by
an incessant thumb
drumming to the tune
of control room
programming
Media mites
crawling insidiously
into each and every
fold of gray matter
ironing out the
wrinkles
placating acne
teasing sex
from the rotting
corpse
putrefied by
endless positive
affirmations
About Me
- Mikhael Brown
- I have always been a searcher, looking for the Holy Grail, philosopher’s stone or ovum anguinum; searching for some hidden secret hidden knowledge which would transform my being into something more worthy than I felt it to be. I searched, spent years of study of Quantum Mechanics, Physics, Cosmology, and Microbiology. I searched the esoteric writings of enlightened eastern, western mystics and established religions, all to no avail. The truth I sought, was not to be found in this world or the next, it was not anything which could be grasp, held in my hand or given to another. The closest I have come to seeing truth was to gaze into the eyes of a new born babe. It is this innocent wonder, the light of the Divine Mystery shining out from the soul; which is love, life, and truth. This Holy Grail is found within, if only I dare to look through the darkness which cloaks it so well and walk quietly, patiently, waiting for those rare moments when the dark clouds part and the light shines, warming the empty coldness which so often engulfs me.
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