Mount Tabor
Mount Tabor
http://www.geocities.com/spiroknavenine/tabor.html
Here standing & dancing in the shadow and on the summit
of Tabor
All that is to adore and
all that is to abhor
Interwoven
elusive
eternal
symmetrical
swirling
intimate spirals
whirlwinds
celestial enchantment
commandment
Vortex
whirlpool
cycles, seasons,
galaxies
Sparkling and spinning
synergy
For each their very own
source of life
for every woman her husband
for every man his wife
Summit to summit straight line
from mount tabor
to mount hood
Is there but one among you souls
Who ever understood?
Journey to the vantage point
in the middle of a new age nutcase part of town.
to each and every seeker
who ever made a sound.
Atop is a lone
Ancient maple tree
Atop is a statue pointing
with coppery green moss
pungent blissful
coppery rust
loss
Erected long . . .
ago . .
before anyone’s birth
a primeval enchantment
The oregonian’s Argonoth of middle earth
Oregon’s worst of the worst and the best of the best
All here holed up below this lofty nest
This
spiritual
urban epicenter of the pacific northwest
this cloistered bleached
cosmopolitan
clown show
impossible to please
and offering
no rest
New Age nutcase neighborhood refined in it’s finest
Elaborate high cost
Some find enlightenment here
and some live here among Lost
A truly beautiful mesmerizing roman wilderness of pain
like a scene from Caligula
enticingly depraved & wicked
to the ancient amusement
of the brilliant insane
A place
filled with posers and
all their posing
tough callous
sporty
bohemian spiffy
avant-garde
pasty masks
Who among them is not
freed from greed?
who would dare answer?
let alone, ask?
Perky high heeled clacking
fair fastidious Grace
requesting devious
leer after leer
In a sterile stuck-up
Pretty
prissy
frigid eyed
cold-eyed
nonchalant
distant
gold digging
icicle face
Deadhead
dreadlocked
granolas peddling
things to smoke their pot
and all their eco-friendly hemp cloth
Simple folk apparel
though them . . .many would say not
As if they
Ever had a shred of
empathy
of a peasant’s shoes?
Vagrant
Matted filthy transient
drooling
boozing
nicotine
opiate junkie
oozing
Youth spent in “free love”
In puddles of own piss
drizzling snot.
Natures, New Seasons, Trader Joes, whole earth & Our Daily Grind.
For those who call themselves
Alternative kind
To each his own brand of
Safe organic
natural-pathic
Non - sociopathic
Animal feed
Prolonging virility & fertility
Egg after egg
Seed after seed.
Demagogue jerk circle of
Gilded, sparkling, enticing, alluring --- occult charm.
None is immune from this Goddamned
World’s materialistic rat race’s harm
Staring down Hawthorne (Ha—whore) boulevard like a strip of magical
Worldly vanities – blended and weaved about with
Enticing little tidbits
Of brilliant divine truth
Yoga, zen buddhist, sufi,Tai chi, reiki, & the martial arts
Indigineous shaman, medicine man, guru
Wizard, mystic, crackpot, Wiccan, & soul card reading
witch.
Again and again
A spiritual quest
Is here to begin.
Redemption, enlightenment
And all freedom from sin.
Spinning in circles watching the misty night clouds swirl
And all the moon, city, star & tweye
light reflection
Spinning wafting away shrouds and veils.
Hundred year vintage old houses
With Victorian,
turn of the 20th Century,
English Tudor & mythical gothic trim
And all the antiques of Portland’s own little
Vintage gilded era
Of the Limey empire’s
Cold industrial sin.
Not a thing has changed
Only re-arranged
To The vintage amusement
Of the brilliant insane
More car exhaust less horseshit.
It’s all the same.
Wild Eyed beauties
Nymphs
Latest little lady galadriel wannabes
Of enchanting
Dark green forests
and cool rain
a cover of pure pleasure
in a world of pure pain
All the nostalgia
primal scent of aging floorboards
Rustic pungent townhouses
unearthed
Celestial enchantment.
Surges and whisps about.
Naga champa, cedar, sage, patchouli, candles
Frankinsence & Myrhh
Burn it, Sweat it, drum it, and chant it
And Laugh it all out
Laugh it all out Honey
Laugh it all out
With the touch of this smokey hazy
Around outward and inward
Contracting expanding
ebbing and flowing
waxing and waning
the astral fallout, & the Ethereal blow away
penis protractions
vagina vacuums
beautiful
intimate equality
and the 2 lined monogamous spiral
woman & man
male & female
nothing else matters!
Roller coaster whirly
gyroscope vision quest of all your fancy
Torch oneself
Immolation
damnation
INfuriated Lucidness
Become the raging beacon of
Blazing Fire & blasting frost
of love & hate
on top of the hill
on top of the mountain
on top of the world
Who are the lone creatures of certitude?
And chastity ?
who seek, wait, and age for centuries
courageously
gracefully and
patiently like choice wine,
immortals
For their one and only mate?
Who are the loving couples?
Who are the mere in & out breeding partners?
Who are the true tender loving care & affectionate kisses?
Who are NOT the cock bumping cock?
nor the clam bumping clam ?
Who are the Neurotic caretakers?
Who are the impulsive suckers & fuckers?
SouthEast & Southwest PDX
With all the depravity of
Its jack-off wank-off tease shows
And bookstores rated xxx
There is hope and savage visions within this
Place
With each turn another fool
With his or her true self removed
From his or her face
Here standing & dancing in the shadow and on the summit of Mount Tabor
All that is to adore and
all that is to abhor
more Glorious than the choicest August
Sunrise and Sunset Casting a Crimson Twilight upon Violet Mountains,
Golden Hills, and Lofty Lush Dark Trees,
Waxing and Waning a Pure Turquoise sky.
More fragrant than The Taste and Sweetness of Himalayan Blackberries,
budding cottonwoods, and celestial flowers
somewhere there is
A voice of booming laughter sparking and illumining a Sapphire Flame within deep dark indigo hearts
Fearless, with a Heart of Emerald Essence, that cannot be lied to.
The misty crisp, clean, cool Valentine mornings
screaming for Vernal Blossoms
Cannot match the Legitimate Quest for Synergy in its Callings,
Stark Naked, unclothed, alone, within crystal clean soft flowing waters of mountain springs
Awaiting Glorious Ecstasy
fragrant pheremone scents
awakening virility & fertility
to a Wild and Savage Frenzy to quench
the burning thirst for Freedom.
And moreover,
Survival and prosperity.
Misty dark moonful
& moonless
Cold, heartless gloom
Bright clear
burning
Warm caressing
sunshine
Conceive construct connect
genesis
Demolish disintigrate desecrate
The end
Destroy and create the world
Blossoming
Exploding Bright gardenias
and mushrooms’
Crimson Glorious salmon glowing sunrise & sunset in the horizon
On top of the’ world
The City beneath us all
The higher we climb
the harder we could fall.
double edged visionary Blade
with one of ultimate supreme ecstacy
And the other an abyss of total damnation and
Despair
Lover bury face and embrace
Kiss with one
Lip of life
& the other of death
In the fair maiden’s
Honey hyacinth hair
Here standing & dancing in the shadow and on the summit
of Tabor
All that is we adore and
all that is we abhor
spiroknavenine
Winter Solstice
2002
through
Summer Solstice 2003
http://www.geocities.com/spiroknavenine/tabor.html
Here standing & dancing in the shadow and on the summit
of Tabor
All that is to adore and
all that is to abhor
Interwoven
elusive
eternal
symmetrical
swirling
intimate spirals
whirlwinds
celestial enchantment
commandment
Vortex
whirlpool
cycles, seasons,
galaxies
Sparkling and spinning
synergy
For each their very own
source of life
for every woman her husband
for every man his wife
Summit to summit straight line
from mount tabor
to mount hood
Is there but one among you souls
Who ever understood?
Journey to the vantage point
in the middle of a new age nutcase part of town.
to each and every seeker
who ever made a sound.
Atop is a lone
Ancient maple tree
Atop is a statue pointing
with coppery green moss
pungent blissful
coppery rust
loss
Erected long . . .
ago . .
before anyone’s birth
a primeval enchantment
The oregonian’s Argonoth of middle earth
Oregon’s worst of the worst and the best of the best
All here holed up below this lofty nest
This
spiritual
urban epicenter of the pacific northwest
this cloistered bleached
cosmopolitan
clown show
impossible to please
and offering
no rest
New Age nutcase neighborhood refined in it’s finest
Elaborate high cost
Some find enlightenment here
and some live here among Lost
A truly beautiful mesmerizing roman wilderness of pain
like a scene from Caligula
enticingly depraved & wicked
to the ancient amusement
of the brilliant insane
A place
filled with posers and
all their posing
tough callous
sporty
bohemian spiffy
avant-garde
pasty masks
Who among them is not
freed from greed?
who would dare answer?
let alone, ask?
Perky high heeled clacking
fair fastidious Grace
requesting devious
leer after leer
In a sterile stuck-up
Pretty
prissy
frigid eyed
cold-eyed
nonchalant
distant
gold digging
icicle face
Deadhead
dreadlocked
granolas peddling
things to smoke their pot
and all their eco-friendly hemp cloth
Simple folk apparel
though them . . .many would say not
As if they
Ever had a shred of
empathy
of a peasant’s shoes?
Vagrant
Matted filthy transient
drooling
boozing
nicotine
opiate junkie
oozing
Youth spent in “free love”
In puddles of own piss
drizzling snot.
Natures, New Seasons, Trader Joes, whole earth & Our Daily Grind.
For those who call themselves
Alternative kind
To each his own brand of
Safe organic
natural-pathic
Non - sociopathic
Animal feed
Prolonging virility & fertility
Egg after egg
Seed after seed.
Demagogue jerk circle of
Gilded, sparkling, enticing, alluring --- occult charm.
None is immune from this Goddamned
World’s materialistic rat race’s harm
Staring down Hawthorne (Ha—whore) boulevard like a strip of magical
Worldly vanities – blended and weaved about with
Enticing little tidbits
Of brilliant divine truth
Yoga, zen buddhist, sufi,Tai chi, reiki, & the martial arts
Indigineous shaman, medicine man, guru
Wizard, mystic, crackpot, Wiccan, & soul card reading
witch.
Again and again
A spiritual quest
Is here to begin.
Redemption, enlightenment
And all freedom from sin.
Spinning in circles watching the misty night clouds swirl
And all the moon, city, star & tweye
light reflection
Spinning wafting away shrouds and veils.
Hundred year vintage old houses
With Victorian,
turn of the 20th Century,
English Tudor & mythical gothic trim
And all the antiques of Portland’s own little
Vintage gilded era
Of the Limey empire’s
Cold industrial sin.
Not a thing has changed
Only re-arranged
To The vintage amusement
Of the brilliant insane
More car exhaust less horseshit.
It’s all the same.
Wild Eyed beauties
Nymphs
Latest little lady galadriel wannabes
Of enchanting
Dark green forests
and cool rain
a cover of pure pleasure
in a world of pure pain
All the nostalgia
primal scent of aging floorboards
Rustic pungent townhouses
unearthed
Celestial enchantment.
Surges and whisps about.
Naga champa, cedar, sage, patchouli, candles
Frankinsence & Myrhh
Burn it, Sweat it, drum it, and chant it
And Laugh it all out
Laugh it all out Honey
Laugh it all out
With the touch of this smokey hazy
Around outward and inward
Contracting expanding
ebbing and flowing
waxing and waning
the astral fallout, & the Ethereal blow away
penis protractions
vagina vacuums
beautiful
intimate equality
and the 2 lined monogamous spiral
woman & man
male & female
nothing else matters!
Roller coaster whirly
gyroscope vision quest of all your fancy
Torch oneself
Immolation
damnation
INfuriated Lucidness
Become the raging beacon of
Blazing Fire & blasting frost
of love & hate
on top of the hill
on top of the mountain
on top of the world
Who are the lone creatures of certitude?
And chastity ?
who seek, wait, and age for centuries
courageously
gracefully and
patiently like choice wine,
immortals
For their one and only mate?
Who are the loving couples?
Who are the mere in & out breeding partners?
Who are the true tender loving care & affectionate kisses?
Who are NOT the cock bumping cock?
nor the clam bumping clam ?
Who are the Neurotic caretakers?
Who are the impulsive suckers & fuckers?
SouthEast & Southwest PDX
With all the depravity of
Its jack-off wank-off tease shows
And bookstores rated xxx
There is hope and savage visions within this
Place
With each turn another fool
With his or her true self removed
From his or her face
Here standing & dancing in the shadow and on the summit of Mount Tabor
All that is to adore and
all that is to abhor
more Glorious than the choicest August
Sunrise and Sunset Casting a Crimson Twilight upon Violet Mountains,
Golden Hills, and Lofty Lush Dark Trees,
Waxing and Waning a Pure Turquoise sky.
More fragrant than The Taste and Sweetness of Himalayan Blackberries,
budding cottonwoods, and celestial flowers
somewhere there is
A voice of booming laughter sparking and illumining a Sapphire Flame within deep dark indigo hearts
Fearless, with a Heart of Emerald Essence, that cannot be lied to.
The misty crisp, clean, cool Valentine mornings
screaming for Vernal Blossoms
Cannot match the Legitimate Quest for Synergy in its Callings,
Stark Naked, unclothed, alone, within crystal clean soft flowing waters of mountain springs
Awaiting Glorious Ecstasy
fragrant pheremone scents
awakening virility & fertility
to a Wild and Savage Frenzy to quench
the burning thirst for Freedom.
And moreover,
Survival and prosperity.
Misty dark moonful
& moonless
Cold, heartless gloom
Bright clear
burning
Warm caressing
sunshine
Conceive construct connect
genesis
Demolish disintigrate desecrate
The end
Destroy and create the world
Blossoming
Exploding Bright gardenias
and mushrooms’
Crimson Glorious salmon glowing sunrise & sunset in the horizon
On top of the’ world
The City beneath us all
The higher we climb
the harder we could fall.
double edged visionary Blade
with one of ultimate supreme ecstacy
And the other an abyss of total damnation and
Despair
Lover bury face and embrace
Kiss with one
Lip of life
& the other of death
In the fair maiden’s
Honey hyacinth hair
Here standing & dancing in the shadow and on the summit
of Tabor
All that is we adore and
all that is we abhor
spiroknavenine
Winter Solstice
2002
through
Summer Solstice 2003
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