Sunday, July 16, 2017




I indulge in automatism with a Suboriginal twist
Which is like being an astronaut of inner space.
Encountering obscured faces from deep places
Resurrecting & submitting them to cyberspace 
Inspirited to freely encounter whatever they may.



Divination involves a seer’s capacity of deciphering the past
Along the birthmark is written all the details engraved by time
As lines on a forehead will indicate as do the lines in our hand
A natural regression scribbled like a chart revealing progression.

Saturday, July 15, 2017


Assuming responsibility is a matter of personal integrity
Beyond legality there is morality, acknowledging reality
Microcosm-Macrocosm, one is all, we are the blueprints
Everything out there is also in here, all is present in one
Attitude is the key, just a matter of conceiving integrality.

Friday, July 14, 2017


Incite if you dare the inner ride
dive into it, take a deepening slide
probe into your soul, yet do not hide 
until you surface from the brighter side.
What we make of this will mostly depend
on whether we shall rise above or descend
let us write in sand choices we should make
which may be inherent in each breath we take.

Thursday, July 13, 2017


Whom can you trust if you can't trust your own eyes
even than, as that moment dies you are left with lies
unless some alien power should undeniably surprise
we’re left in wonderment if in fact they’re right here
since we have no idea of who’s down to Earth of late.

Saturday, July 08, 2017


There are perpetual layers of time unfolding simultaneously
progressing on some levels, yet regressing in many others
cross-currents moving from past to future and vice versa
half way in life we may catch glimpse of our parallel self
moving in reverse, from old age towards the birth stage
when we cross each other at midpoint it should reveal
the moment in time indicating exactly the middle age
whence distance travelled equals the leftover stage.


I have now realized what I should leave behind
Long after I am gone, vivid visions I’ve acquired
First hand experience leaking out of my fingers
Fostered to cyberspace, thus I’ll leave a trace.


When surfing in cyberspace everyone has a face
There are quite a few custom made unique outfits
Should one seek transparency, it is not even here
Not much different than the private lives we share.
I aspire for a nudist beach with transparent waters
Where who might be watching me does not matter
Far better than worrying about what one might say
Although what other’s say may even make your day
Nothing but personal integrity will carry any validity.

Friday, July 07, 2017


Airy entity captured in an instant
at the blink of an eye in slow motion 
had been suspended between intervals
biting time patiently, longing to be realized.
In a flash it appeared, an illusion of an illusion 
the ghost of an angel, a shadow of what was lost
emerging instantly to validate that moment's catch
quantum possibilities in store at imagination's stretch.

Thursday, July 06, 2017






The SUBORIGINAL point of view is nothing new
As in the quantum theory things appear to the seer
Just a matter of witnessing invisible appearances 
Recording without reluctance their reflected presence
Since they still represent the unknown at this stage.