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SHaYap

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Momentary lapses of indecision,

boldly intrudes a mental reservation,

flowers beams with morbid delight.

A slow process of decay, kept fresh and bright.

Rudimentary oversights of prudence,

lays to waste a preservation of mind,

blossoming of surreptitious regrets.

Cover the mirrors; hide me from my sight.

Plush fluffy meadows, sparkles of wild flowers,

technicolor dots on the living green plains,

as wide as a sea, petals adorning dews;

gleaming shower of my reflections, kisses of Apollo.

the body has to die,

it is to only keep you for as long as you are meant to be here,

it is a vessel for your journey through life,

it is not life, you give it life, the body is but animata;

with this vessel you sail a life journey,

with all that lives at a precious time that you share,

it is your container of what you gather on this voyage;

the fulfillment from the realms of pleasure,

unquenchable dreams stolen from the continents of love,

harbors of happiness scattered among treacherous illusions;

treasures lurks among precarious wrong turns,

smell the gaping crevices of greed,

see the echoing emptiness of hate,

hear the blissful terrain of ignorance.

if the body does not die,

will you not be trapped perpetually without end ?

on edge, pincers ripping out my impatience,

I’m here,

with me,

it's okay,

I will be fine…

~third_eye @SHaYAP©2013

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was expecting stong stench of guano, and cave crickets scurrying around...like niah cave @ Miri!!

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not sure where else to put this, but thought you might like this link. I read the Shamans and Smiths chapter in Hamlets Mill, and thought it didn't sound 100% plausible, and also there were a few paragraphs some where else that relates to the Dogon tribe, and alarm bells rang there as well (that one is an old controversy), anyway, I stumbled on this review which makes the same point excactly, so I thought I'd share with you. hope it has some interest for you.

http://dreamflesh.com/library/giorgio-de-santillana-and-hertha-von-dechend/hamlets-mill/

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