Mel Vil's Blog, page 7

Using shamanic techniquesTo unify our organismsI can carve myself off Yet some ideas cling onGenerally misconceptionsProcessing errors carried Over from that place-timeOf being ill-equippedTo understand flow dynamics Eddying and turbulent sapProspectively eyeing intentionsNegotiating power ranking And so forth we progressedTied by fantastical eventsWhile others spawned lines A victory for FembeLost peace’s priceA brief loving affair … Continue reading Media naranja →

Joy, hope, peace, siblinghoodHaving sought fear, hatred and painSomething’s gone awry insideHalt! They’re out of control There’s a hidden perspectiveNow being firstly discoveredRevealing a lurking presenceBy manipulating photography Stop, wait, you can’t do thatSkills sublime, yet this melodyA musician flirting with limitsTradition laughing dictates None of her passion, his egoEnters the fortress gatesWithout the designated … Continue reading Job glut →

Follow a daily routineReinforce held ideasDevelop yoga holdsInvent new apparatus Evolve one’s brainForge higher circuitsPioneer neural pathwaysAnd admire the gestalt A resonant inner-harmonyThe realm of the knownBut yet to be unlockedBy the holder of a key Cipher holographic life-formA biological blockchainProjecting herself into spaceOccupying her time Letting her process runModulating behaviourUn-deterministicallyThen reproducing With your sperm … Continue reading Distracted by oblivion →

So it turns out my futureIs about to be filtered outAs I review my takeOn deterministic its Open to change, yesAs alternatives developScenarios lose contourBlending into the singular Until recently attributedWith realistic probabilitiesWave functions squaredAnd again I collapsed But having arrived homeI measure my integrityIn an ongoing cycleOf ensuring I’m alive The place of convergenceOften … Continue reading New cells, old waste →

Coaxing my subconsciousInto accepting a proto eraSubmit, beast! Lie down,Gatekeeper! Let it all in! I shift in my environmentCutting the chance of changeBy culling free variablesI no longer target taboos Feeling persecuted? TryingTo liberate the massesHence we are assassinatedThe first mind emancipated Ideas are burned, abridged,Mutated and redacted.Until the message is obscuredAnd generations have passed … Continue reading Brainwashing →

If I may be as bold asAssuming superpositionIt’s another skin to shedAnother face to erase What was once subterfugeIs now a case of encounterWith means to bear this outSo, like stepping off the ice Spin through two rotationsChange among worldsReattribute landmarks pastDesignate latent change Turn around again blankImprint every circuit freshIf we may be so … Continue reading Fresh start →

Having undertaken an upward spiralAnd escaped ontological gravityI float freely from frame to frameIn the here-now, for examplePlotting my next displacementAcross many worlds branchingI implant my next step-senseUnknowing inevitable events Lying light-speeds awayYet acting non-locallyOpposing equal forces exertingRedeeming humanity causally

Nostalgia-pain is due, butHaving hosted revenge-hateI feel surprise-relievedAt change’s buoyant state Deep breathing and plyometricsAid this process from slippingInto self-harming and despairAs enlightenment encroaches As a final blow is dueThe graceful coup de grâceIs but a second milestoneMaking today a fulcrum A pivot to the futureAmid echoes from the pastReminding me of failureIn its multitudinous … Continue reading Stumbling onwards →

Bridges have been burnedAnd precious does it feelNo going back here-nowBoding well for the future Fears are quashed by wavesIn the loud light of dayAnd gravity’s grip releasesUpon first due notice The pre-emptive attemptTo unravel knots of confusionUse words to explain whyA feeling rarely occurs Just spot that chanceSpark a chain reactionA complex of proceduresInherently … Continue reading Emerging fearless →

Two more threats to comeBroad lines of associationContributing to understandingOf the manipulation of facts Explanations to mysteriesRevealed as coverings upAnd then, worst of all,Reaching into the past Changing yet more factsIn an instant, why not, andForeseeably irreversibleI.e., lies in the past No wonder we’re tensePointing to todayIlluminating possibilitiesIgnorant of the future And the changes it … Continue reading Whims too →