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Starcoven

Essentially nocturnal,
Unified by an awareness of the higher self
Windchimes announce the arrival of twilight
Reading from the Book of Telepaths,
"Welcome to the The Hooded Hours"

Gathering in circles beside the water
To celebrate our connection to, our place in the universe
Thereby to discover the the crack between two worlds
Apperception. Invitation. Revelation. Astronomy.

Naturally drawn to the celestial
Transformed by acts of divination
From oracle to altar to portal
Becoming complete via extra sensory intelligence. ESI.

With dusk turning to night, climbing the hillside,
In anticipation of the mysterious Skywriters
To again witness, in spellbinding awe
The hieroglyphics, hexagrams, and obscure phrases above
Always from west to east, moving slowly across the dark emeraldine sky
That for reasons unknown, only we could see
To never fully decode or mention by vows taken in secret

From real music and the visitations, we learned that our origins
were unearthly, that our place was in the future
Stardust to starlight to ........Fathomlight

Falling into trance,
Into an auspicious, transcendental euphoria
Infinity encircles, the interiors glisten
As the nine dimensions of the dharmakaya passes through me
Moondrops fall on my face
Mythrynx. Dominoxos. Abba Gaia...........

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Enclave

   "We are leaving. You don't need us anymore"

    - Wooden Ships, C,S,N,&Y

Overlooked by the wayward masses
Omitted from every national survey
Adhering to the higher principles of the universally divine
Remaining true to the idea of the Gemeinschaft

Contrary to public opinion,
It was we, not they, who were the ethical and pious
We are the ones who rejected the corrupted power structure
Who called out the scoundrels in the broken system
Methodically portrayed as the worst of the worst,
Vilified as radicals and riff raff,
We paused in thoughtful surcease
Placing our trust in a higher power,
We wait for storms

Truth be told, We were the first to offer a better way
To foretell what would eventually happen
To be denigrated and slandered on a global scale
To be hated for not looking like them,
For being too close to nature
Once controversial, now quiet and inconspicuous,
We wait for direction

With the well dressed quest for even more wealth and power run amok
The encroaching hatred and blasphemy became too much
Forcing us to go underground
To live as theories, amplitudes, nebulae

Thus, we again ask to leave us one corner, one niche
Where we may celebrate our autonomy and individuality
Where the holy spirit may flourish within
Where we may quietly map an outline for an attainable utopia
as we complete our earthly, cryptic mission

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CaveMan

Exiting my enchanted grotto
Bats fly out above
Southward toward Exurbia
Ahead an angry crowd gathers, stares turn to gawking
Take a picture, it might last longer

Changing course for expediency
Ahead, a small, but angry crowd gathers
Stares turn to gawking
Take a picture, it should last longer

Heading to the Meat Market
Under the auspices of a daylight southwest waxing crescent
Pausing to comb my back
While trying to read the sign across the way - in spanish
Hablamos. Estamos. Nosotros. Forget it.........

Being not quite human and thus having no 'Nemesis '
I am thus free from the fear of bad luck or misfortune
Oddly enough, another smaller, yet angrier crowd offers more jeers,
" Missing Link!, Missing Link ! "

Named most likely to never reproduce by Ape and Antler Magazine
Nominated for Abnormal of the Year by Bizarre Monthly
Never to appear in a Norman Rockwell painting
Without dancing skills, one must somehow compensate.....

Approaching the market area
With mask in hand,
Being one of the untouchables
Social distancing comes all too naturally

Turning homeward, with a fresh leg of lamb
Passing by the Arboretum, then the over-sized Sun Dial
Pausing, gazing down the tree line
To one day find the portal I came through years ago

Picking up my pace
Chewing on ginseng and damiana
Forgoing an appearance on Paleo Dating Game
That I may audition for a role in the next Barbie Movie

There up ahead, a billboard reading
" Now Showing, the hit movie of the year, CaveMan ! "
Overwhelmed with a trickle of pride and joy
All I can say is, "Ugh, Ugh, Grunt, Grunt, Ugh........."

Returning to my cave
Glancing at a dozen on the wall pics of Cro-Magnon and Neanderthal swimsuit models
Such are the ways of a misfit, an outcast, a nobody
Such is the life of a hermit, a troglodyte, a CaveMan

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Prolegomenna

No, its not a time machine
Quiet and you can hear the turn of the Gyre
Listen and you can almost hear the swing of the Pendulum
Pull the doll's string to hear the word "Commune "

Presenting reality as a series of idiosyncracies
As a synopsis of converging cyrptologies
Introducing the present as history
Consider the premise, 'everything you know is wrong'
Pull the doll's string twice to hear the word " Woodstock"


Turn aroud, there is no door
How did you get in here?????
Keep in mind, the more often you come here,
The less and less distance involved
Pull and hold the doll's string to hear the word "tetrahydrocannibinol"

Follow my voice, to the back
Through the dimmest of light
Pay no attention to the Essayene, the Sitaar,
the statue of Emerson and Edith Keeler holding hands

Slap the dummy to hear Tamyy Wynette sing the ending of 'Stand by your Man' .
Tickle the chin or twist the nose of the other dummy.
Ouch ! That's me. Push the button on my right hand
to open the door to your left

Up a few spiral stairs and the door opens automatically.
Welcome to the Telescopes room.
Introducing your home, the Universe.........

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Soiree

Freed from its aprioi grasp, staying one step ahead of the curve,
heuing toward immaculation,
fusing for one moment, the relative and the absolute,
as meaning trumps value. Again on the theological hunt, following the elusive norm,
pivoting on a set of intangibles with both tact and finesse, premise becomes promise.
With no apparent cause, abstractions emanate from the nexus as
anomalies collect around the existential axis, creating an incentive
for interaction,
all for a timely reunion of resplendent ideas.

Counting backwards, from coincidence to coincidence
from blessings to the miraculous, behooved by a trailing ontology,
possibility becomes probability. Far into the woods, a tree falls,
but no hears, yet because of Truth, the tree still falls. Avoding both
charade and masquerade, escorted though a swath of algorithhms, apperception increases,
balancing the extrensic perspective, as wisdom assumes the role of teacher.
Buoyant from an increase in paradox, producing, out of nowhere, an abundance of
symmetry and synergy, resulting in a confluence of erudite concepts.

Gathering around the fasting table, in celebration of a future holiday,
finding a rare sagacity in the more esoteric. Sharpened by a 1000 years of philosophy,
skillfully skirting mediocrity, detecting movement across the grid, countermelody becomes melody.
Behind the commune, truck tires hum down the interstate,
illustrating the stark contrast between the mundane and the mythical,
the tangible and the ethereal, activating latent memories in the most advanced thinkers
creating a rotating, holograhpic lattice, thereby producing an egalitarian invitation to
a diverse group of highbrow opinions, culminating in a virtual meeting of the minds. ______________________________

Brahmacharyya

" Hinduism is the worlds oldest religion.
It predates all recorded history
It has
no beginning......... " - Hindu Savant/Sage Softly, even silently
Made of a 1000 joys
Living in the spirit of Vivarta
Gathering all the requisite parts of Mind. Boddhichiita

Obeissant to a higher power
Ordained by Nature to be something more
Naturally drawn to the transcendental
Looking upward, awestruck by the spectacle of the full moon,
The Eye of Krishna

Greeting all with an acknowledgment of their spiritual center. Namaste
Guided by the better instincts of the deeper self. Vedanta
Reading from the Book of Godavari, "The quest was to alter
the densities of Prakriti, to both honor and celebrate both the
Yogacara and the Dhamakaya. "

Spanning Six Seasons, punctuated by an exquisite yellow
Gravitating toward a greater artistic and intellectual excellence. Saraswati
Behooved by the Physics of the Tao
Thereupon to witness the glorious, descending whiteness known as Haimavati

Free from the idiotic haranging trap of Sin
With all dualties connected by Shakti
Again reading from the Book of Godavari, "The rapture
has already occured. Rejoice. The Maitreya is now born....."

Like Siddhartha, no longer concerned with Reality
Focusing rather on Truth. Tathata
Seeing the divine in all things. Drishiti
May you find the world half as interesting as I
May you be as content with our differences as I

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Opus Abraxas

Thrice removed from all hegemony
Gathering the requiste energies from all directions
All for the most musical perspective

Halfway to Valhala
Hearing both sides of Thunder and Lightning
Moving auspiciously toward the Neologos
From leaf to thought, from sound to light. Fathomlight !

Behooved by the sagacity of the overview
Evolving towards a more synergectic intarpersonal zeitgeist
"That each may find a lasting serenity in the beauty and power of real music."
Thus Spake Abraxas .........

Venturing outside the ontological box
Only to find the lost chord in the missing octave
of a most nebulous manuscript, one made of startexts and skytones
Inspired by the teachings of Anaximander and Anagagoras
Empowered by the depths of the symphonic self Moving from Oratoria to Sutra, accelerating the arrival of futurezen
Manifesting as Divinations . Saxon, Styx, Scorpions, Santana.
Thereupon to witness the opening of the Opus Flower

Regal in the anticipation of truth
For a far better understanding of the Macrocosm
All Contingent upon the comprehension of Totality
"Every eureka an Oracle, every apercu an Altar,
Every epiphany a Portal " Thus Spake Abraxas .....

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Zenesis

"The Tao is both Vague and Complete" - Tao Te Ching

Exiting the enchanted Stargarden
Living in a Hanafuda universe
Telepathy at the sound of the Gong
Bow to the Sensae. Wu Wei

Forest, fauna, water, and wand
Three blooms, four stix
Moon in Pisces, Earth in Abraxas Proceed Freely. No obstacles. Auspicious

Traveling by Mind through the Cosmic Vihara
Followed by a glissando of exquisite windchimes
There to witness a circle of angelic devas reading "Eyes To The Stars "
Learning one very important lesson. I am my own teacher

At a deeper level, enhanced by cannabinol dreams
The real self awakens to the role of nonsense,
To compelling patterns of organic energy
Accompanied by the kundalini chorus
Discovering Ixtlan on the outskirts of Zencity

Sky, shore, storm and seed
64 hexagrams, 32 pentagrams
As the signs appear,
Let Destiny Choose

From Jetavana to a hidden Americana
From thesis to noesis to Zenesis
Lost in a sea of distinctive yellows and orange,
One can almost hear Creation's distant laughter
Time Eternal at the sound of the Gong. Wu Wei

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Copyright@2025FathomlightProductions
Coming soon:The last 3 pages of Edition One - Essayene: Andromeda Earth and Emerald
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2nd Edition: will include Krakenspeil, Empresario, Neologos ,

Almanac II and Occultations as a. & b. to Nota Bene, and Placard/Whitelove
among several others, Summa Theologia, Lamentations III, and Overture