diptych: nine fish 1. nine! before revolution, before evolution, nine was the solution. mixed up between favorites, eight and ten, casting out nines with a galloping pulse stronger than a simple sanity test, the hidden code beats in the vortex. where symmetry converges to singularity and conversely expands vectors out to vacuum. three six nine, all and nothing. number nine is nowhere and everywhere! flowering to life merkaba, doubling circuit with polarity, hopping on this boat to ride in all directions. man, lion, ox, and eagle attained five qualities and age, coming through fire and lightning. numbers are alive, forming, giving these words from nine. 2. nine, a constant in time. the fish that runs in digital root, swims up the river of descent, where revolution eats its ancestors. birthing through the bladder, one five three through the almond tree. life in the air, a tang of metal as black water swirled under the boats, a harbor full of rainbows pooling at the bilge, teeming. salt burns pleasant in the nostrils, rubber boots slip between anchors and hooks. stirring up isinglass nets lift, catching the shipwright planing the wood. fast on the wheel of evolution, rough hands, gunmetal hair, mouth full of very red strawberries zero to share, he bent down to kiss the fish in print, hand to hand. remembered between teeth, the smell of the mist and the taste of his mouth, like nothing tasted since. layered in the flower, wrapped in time, all nine. https://youtube/watch?v=Stw316T0nQg
Posted on: Mon, 12 Jan 2015 20:52:39 +0000
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