EyestotheStars

Introduction, Preface, Outline

A. Auspicions

Circa

Apreene to exception,
Thinking the same thought
Summoned to coincidence by another's intuition
The idea was to elucidate

Backtracking through the epic journey
Retracing my steps to see what was left along the way
Moving from the abstract to the concrete
From a time and place indistinct
The idea was to illuminate

Gliding through a maze of intangibles
Moving parallel to external interiors
With lines of exactitude coming right at you
With beams of imagination passing right through
If to move closer, to share a piece of the universal
To unlock the mysteries of the the subconscious

Propelled by a sense of duty and adventure
Enobled by a bravura of sensibilities
To absolve the last threads of conditioning
To dismantle the arrogance of the veil
To reassemble the Oath

Soaring through the kaleidoscopic mystagoga
Accompanied by the blessings of Abraxas
Pulled to phase transition by a second awareness
The idea was to recalibrate

Accelerating through the holographic sensorium
Backwards through a maze of paradox and inversion
From a time yet to be
To an understanding of the cosmic mind
To a place where we can meet

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Genus To Species

Desisting from the point of ego
The research is complete, the proof is everywhere
They are a mistake, a breech of humanity
An aberration without precedent

Theirs is a world of illusion, ersatz, and erratum
They are an abomination to all that is good
Embolden only by their sprawling numbers
Flourishing in a world made exactly for them

T hey have fractured every trace of excellence
They live to deceive, they glow when they lie
Forcing you to hide your best
To live in fear of their misbegotten wrath

More scurrilous by the day,
They have stained and soiled everything sacred
Ruining all hope for a better world
Eroding your empathy, confusing your instincts
Redefining your sense of Self

No more than their conditioning,
They know only appearances
Existing only to ridicule and loathe all you hold dear
They are not to be trusted
Their space is too thorny, too agitated

Too salient to ignore,
They exist only to impress and manipulate
To molest every tenet of truth
They are an anathema, a disease
An insult to all of Creation

The lines are drawn, the boundaries thicker with each encounter
Two classes, two types, never to agree, intersect, or interact
One claiming to be human
The other awaiting reclassification

With shields up, you carry on
Steadfast in your detached resolve
Confident in your ability to withstand their malevolent stupidity
Regal in your stark contrast to their hideous ignorance

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Repertoire

Unto the rewards of reflection
Appealing to the best of all possible worlds
Reaching into Renaissance,
The vision became a memory

Fashioned from nature's everpresent symphony,
Woven through seven compatible theories
Suffused with the precepts of opus
Illuminating the merits of elucidation

Composed in cold calculation
Far from both praise and harsh critique
Striking the promethean chord within
Answering the age old question

Needing to be moved by the written word
Taking it upon the Self the task of masterpiece
If to come even closer
To forge a context for virtuosity
To speak into being a totally new zeitgeist
To instill the basis for a biospheric ethic

Written as a syllabus, an accompanying text
Leading to the next plateau
Issuing a challenge to think
Instilling a sense of surreal excellence
Laying a foundation for a religion based on thought

Transposed from the inexorable depths
Ever onward through the madness of completion
Draining the author through the laborious toil
Satisfying the need for perspective summum bonum

Bounced off the acumen of a more enlightened century
The quest became a prism
Placed into a time capsule,
The idea became a vanguard,
the memory became a vision
Creating a higher standard for the cerebral arts
Elevating the role of the intelligentsia
Paving the way for the new literati


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Arrival

The house lights dim, the intro fades, anticipation builds
Assuming our positions, the curtains pull
The concert abruptly begins in one gargantuan
explosion of light and sound
Catapulting the spellbound audience into another reality

Trilling upward,   fusing concentration and emotion
Fingers on steel, controls at my feet                        
Peering through the colored smoke,
Again, as is always for the first time
Consumed in the exhilarating thrill of epic performance                     

Flanked by virtuosity
Lights cross and swirl as double synthesizers wail
Purifying in a storm of tones and thunderchords
I become the centerpiece in this sonorous extravaganza

Immersed in an awesome tsunami of sound
Triple guitars carry the theme
Fusing speed and precision, layer on intricate layer,
Taking artistry to new limits
Connecting, in Communion, to a future audience

Hammering downward,   fusing finesse and power
Descending by octaves,
100 lifetimes compressed into One
Transporting both players and audience to a higher dimension
Expressing every emotion since time began

Entering the hallowed finale
Quadruple harmonies encircle masterful bravura
Flooded with visions, centered in the apex of technical wizardry
I become the relay, the focal point, the human transducer
To later manifest as opus and scripture

Executing the furious, symphonic climax
Attaining sahasrara amidst booming colors  
Transfixed in the apex of a majestic artistry    
Turning stage into Altar
Seeding a more propitious future
Elevating consciousness,   altering the course of history
Fulfilling humanity's quest for truth, meaning, and perfection

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Kylos

Here learning is a way of life
Teaching is a calling    
Each forges his own unique path
Everyone proceeds at his own rate

Here in this five sided academy
We accentuate the subliminal, the transcendental  
The emphasis is upon the intuitive sciences,
the empirical arts
The result is academic excellence

Here, we follow the way of nature
The curricula is derived from the overview
Fascination is motivation, perspective gives purpose

Here, we understand the power of creative intelligence
The students learn both the general and the specific
The focus is on the both the tangible and abstract
The personal and the universal, the

Here, everyday is a symposium
Minds remain open, perceptions may bend,
Consciousness may expand,
No neuroses are spawned, no egos are inflated

Here, we point out the pitfalls of all or nothing paradigms
We teach how to avoid deleterious emotions,
How to shift gears, how to decorate the interiors
Thought is pleasurable, conformity is no virtue

Here in this climate of subdued exuberance
We can create a context for illumination
All points of view are welcome
Exceptions challenge the rule, new traditions are born

Here, each develops a resiliency to ersatz, erratum and fallacy
Under the auspices of music,
We instill both a sense of intra-personal integrity
And a lasting appreciation for higher principles

Here, in this academy of the future
We nourish the cerebral instincts   
We inculcate an interest in the universal, the natural
Engaging the central, essential self
Activating the untapped potential of the human mind


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Curricula Vitae (Decision)

Torn between two worlds;
He waited, he analyzed
Pulled toward two extremes;
Adroit in both,
Weighing all the possibilities
He pondered all the variables and options;

Caught between two distinct realms;
With one foot in both
Led by his best instincts;
Knowing the impossibility of the middle;
He sought a higher wisdom

Torn between two conflicting directions
Faced with the ultimate decision
With no third option
He envisioned where each would lead

Caught between two opposing realities
Between the ethereal and the primal
With intuition to guide
He would allow destiny to choose
To resolve the quandary
To select the most truthful and natural path;
The path of least contention and turmoil
To honor and fulfill his true purpose, his dharma
To satisfy his most ardent and inspired instincts


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Praxis

Independent of dogma
Rooted in the most delicate extremes
Diverting from the code of austerities
Filling the gaps between mood and motive

Affirmed in distance
Appealing to both effect and cause
Extracting valence from verisimilitude
Blurring the distinctions, imparting a renegade optimism

Earmarked for egalitarian identity
Balanced on random polarities
Echoing amidst smatterings of normalcy
Proclaiming a remedy for nihlism

Thrice removed from misfortune
With love and hate too long intertwined
Ignoring the formalities, breaking the outdated rules
Mollifying the discord between autonomy and conformity

Freed from the need for approval
Parlaying serendipity into salubrity
That each may embrace the everyday stage
That each may prosper in the knowledge of the true self
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Oath

Called to confluence
Arriving on destiny's cue
To relay a forgotten truth
To share an ancient message

Descending from this aloof perch
To fulfill a long awaited prophecy
Turning to your profile
The translation said to communicate

In this rare quietude,
Barriers can dissolve, centers may align
A rare wisdom may flow

You are a phenomenon, a wonder, a marvel
The result of a million miraculous interactions
Existing as an organized cluster of animated stardust
You have no limits. Fate is with you.

You are here to flourish in the knowledge of all things wise and wonderful
To take your place in the glory and beauty of the natural world
As a part of vast cosmic scheme
Able to ascend to a higher level of meaning and purpose

You are the manifestation of spiritual energies
A walking vortex of creative intelligence
The power you sense within is the power of the universe

You are here to enjoy, understand, and praise
To discover, via music, your own freedom
To awaken to the greatness within
To celebrate your own uniqueness
To break from the confines of societal conditioning

You are a testimonial to the wonder of creation
Here to fulfill your destiny
To transcend the stale, insipid norm
To live in the grandiosity of the higher self
To prosper in and as mind, body, and spirit

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Countersign

I found upon a bookmark
I shall not reveal
The valence of another
The mark of excellence

I found upon a bookmark
I cannot reveal
A piece of the interiors
A clue to the existential mystery

I found by accident or chance
A trace of myself
The path of coincidence
The power of literature

I found on a bookmark
The merits, the meaning,
I will not divulge
Proof of a grander interconnection
The mark, the sign of one of my own kind

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Siege

No close ups today
The ectoplasm is too bright
No ultimatums or absolutes
The exteriors are too overwhelming

No exams or interviews today
No auditions, if you pleaser Away with the challenges
Perhaps later, when the haze lifts

Begging to differ, but.........
You change the world
Then I'll play the game, I'll fit right in
For now, I give up, I concede

No complicated discussions
No convoluted mazes, if possible
Cliches will do fine
Platitudes and amenities will suffice
No controversies or contentions today
The movement is too out of sync
Maybe tomorrow when the onslaught subsides
Perhaps next week, when the siege abates

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Parameters

Such is a hunger
A promise, a direction
A mandate for meaning, ascension, exselsior

Such is a yearning
A need, a pedigree of being
A pull towards the ideal
An excess of possibility and intent

Such is a calling
A thirst for understanding
An energy to scale the inner parnassus
A will to, a way to be and become

Such a a hunger
A yearning for essence
A calling to realization
An absolution of barriers
An extension of boundaries
A pathway to the summum bonnum potentials
and glories of the cosmic self

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Consecration

Bowing to sanctification
The pull was too great
Fashioned from edda and elegy
when the door opened, I left

Conceived in a brainstorm of eurekas
Piqued by the sensation of a grander unity
Shed of the menial and mundane
Who better to usher in a new zeitgeist

Once in retreat, now advancing
With truths lined up in perfect columns
Valhala be my witness
All cups runneth over

Undaunted by purgatories
All contentions have receeded
The Hexation has passed, the time is right
Bring me the gammetron

I am the best and worst
The first and last mutation
The reach of epiphanies
The range of symmetries
No more will they harm............

Living on metallic time
In the spaces in between
Unto for that which i have waited
I did not intend to be so misunderstood

Guided by rapture and reverie
I am the sum of omens
The aura of the human octave
Wrapped in the rewards of a more luxurious karma

Absolved of densities,
I am the unspoken shibboleth,
The giving, the receiving, the calling
The gleem and glow of estarius
The crowning culmination of the innate supreme good

I remember, I shall, I am.........
The path of the predestined choice
The promise of eternity's embrace
The exaltation,
The unfolding of the Geistlight

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The I Factor

The earth spins its way through space
The audience delights to the piano's magic, the laureate's charm
Nothing could be further from them
Nothing could be more impossible

They are possessed by their own ignorance
They are not worthy of your time or attention
They are entrenched in their own stupidity
They cannot be reeducated
Their density cannot be penetrated
They are defined by their own scurrilous distaste for excellence
Ignore them,  pity them , avoid them........

On the mountainside, the shaman merges with the rain    
Studies point toward the gifted savant child
Nothing could be more worthless
More uttery ridiculous
They couldn't know less
They are the worst of the worst
The shame and stain of the human race

They are repulsed by truth
They ridicule all they misperceive
Their vision is too narrow
More shallow than stupid
They embody stagnation and decadence
They  flourish  in their own pig pen
contaminated

The pedant quotes macheivelli, aristotle, jefferson
Intoxicating sounds haunt the ionized monastary
Nothing could be further from them
They are unable to, they just don't care
They are consumed in an ignorance so hideous it should not even exist
Be kind to them,
Ignore them,
Avoid, Pity, Spit on them...........

__________________________________ Lullabye

Too little innocence and candor
Too much veneer and facade  
This is america, where opportunity is a joke
Where the meek only inherit only more sorrow

Too much pretension and deceit
Not enough authenticity to be found
This is america, where the bastards have full reign
Where everything is staged
Where the freedom to lie triumphs all others

Cancel the celebration, postpone the festivities
This is America, pinnacle of progress and prosperity
Beacon of truth, liberty, and justice
Where nothing is what it seems,
Where the advertisers control everything
Where the well dressed criminals prey on the gullible  

No piece of heaven, no land of plenty
Not for the majority at least
For this is america, shining star of civilization
Where illusion subsumes reality
Where the most malevolent motives run amok
Where the greatest sham in the history of deception is now in place

Too many impoverished in spirit  
Too few filled with joy, hope, and cheer
Welcome to united states of propaganda
Where appearance is everything
Where every seed of revolution is watched and quashed early
Where the most incompetent and corrupted rise to the top

Therefore, sleep well
For this is america, land of mergers and takeovers
Beacon of advertising and marketing
Where all good has either been slandered, hidden, or removed
Where decency and sanity have lost their value
Where any reminder of excellence has been eradicated
Where the highest ideals, the most lofty are no longer permitted

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Aviary

Poised in the evening quietude
Replete in the premonitory graces
Eyes upon us, oblivious to anything but appearance
Never suspecting our true nature

Roosting in gregarious silence
Surrounded by the exotic theoflora
We wait in tranquil anticipation
Void of regrets, apologies, or confessions   

Perched in perfected repose
Amidst the intermittent coos and flutters
Pretending to be nothing
Pass they do, mistaking our humility for sloth
Projecting their own stupidity onto us

Here at rest, content among our own kind
Moonlight waxing across the enchanted stillness   
We wait for the thrill of the predawn dampness
To soon scale the rapturous heights
To again fly into our skyward vihara   
To soar and sail above the earthbound malaise
To revel in the glorious, untamed sanity of freedom

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Invitation

Come to me in serenity, civility, and salubrity
As an exception, a eureka, an axiom
With a zest and zeal for simple truth
Free of envy, avarice, and senseless pride

Come to me as a flower, a prism, a waterfall
In humility, felicity, and curiosity
Free of presumption and pretense
As a stanza, a sonata, a theory

Come in benevolence, innocence, and harmony
In the spirit of joy, acumen, and beatitude
With nothing to prove and nothing to hide
Free of umbrage, affront, and ego

But should ulterior motives exist, one stipulation please
If not of pure heart and sound mind, then be advised
Better we keep our distance
Best such discord and indignity be avoided

Yet if free of contentions and comparisons
Then boldly come forward
If cleansed of duplicity and deceit
Then you may tease, trick, joust and jostle

Come to me as an aria, and idea, a novella
Tacit or verbose, thinking for yourself
In the spirit of reverence and excellence
As a reflection of my best

Come as you are, unadorned and unrehearsed
In fairness and friendship
When differences no longer matter
Free of expectation and misconception

Come to me as a child
As a direction, a daydream, a discovery
As a part of creation
As proof of our divine nature
As a piece of the master plan