The mind empowered with desire - The heart upon a dragon's back - From depths of hell, Intricate Fire Spring into life! And don't look back! Through caves, through shafts, and through volcanos - Into the clouds in ruby plumes - Through things both exquisite and heinous - Intricate fire to burn presumes. What is your source? Who is your ruler? Upon which start and to what end? Reasoned from what, and in what manner? Through context, based on which intent? In forest, wildfire without pity; Midst people, the electric light - Moderate doses light a city; Extremes burn holes in the night - What will you char? What will you nourish? And what transfigure, into whom? What will in warmth you give off flourish? What will be in your heat consumed? Smashing through crust, and into air - And with that feat of passion done Springing past construct and despair - But what is closer to the sun? Crust breaks, that fire might meet the surface And show what is that made the earth; And then beyond, there is the cosmos, That gave both earth and fire its birth! And then beyond, galactic matter And then - more, more, and endlessly Simplicity complexly scattered From simply hewn complexity: Quasars, black holes, energized darkness, The sugar in the Milky Way Particle-waves, relative timespace Between the galilean frames - But do not pause yet on your journey! So much to see, so much to be! Abyss of stars appear before you And in them - blended - destiny: To meet the sky, and like a comet To blaze the path around the sun Through Milky Way and out beyond it And through it, out into the One! Or two! Or three! Or the forever Beyond the known aleph null - Into the endless Everywhere - Burst, fire, and never ever fall: Spring into the eternal purpose And only then you can be free: From magma's heart and into Cosmos - Intricate fire! Burn through me!
Tis not mine that this I say but To The LORD The Glory Praise Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said, 2Who is this that darkeneth counsel by words without knowledge? 3Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will demand of thee, and answer thou me. 4Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? declare, if thou hast understanding. 5Who hath laid the measures thereof, if thou knowest? or who hath stretched the line upon it? 6Whereupon are the foundations thereof fastened? or who laid the corner stone thereof; 7When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy? 8Or who shut up the sea with doors, when it brake forth, as if it had issued out of the womb? 9When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a swaddlingband for it, 10And brake up for it my decreed place, and set bars and doors, 11And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed? 12Hast thou commanded the morning since thy days; and caused the dayspring to know his place; 13That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, that the wicked might be shaken out of it? 14It is turned as clay to the seal; and they stand as a garment. 15And from the wicked their light is withholden, and the high arm shall be broken. 16Hast thou entered into the springs of the sea? or hast thou walked in the search of the depth? 17Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death? 18Hast thou perceived the breadth of the earth? declare if thou knowest it all. 19Where is the way where light dwelleth? and as for darkness, where is the place thereof, 20That thou shouldest take it to the bound thereof, and that thou shouldest know the paths to the house thereof? 21Knowest thou it, because thou wast then born? or because the number of thy days is great? 22Hast thou entered into the treasures of the snow? or hast thou seen the treasures of the hail, 23Which I have reserved against the time of trouble, against the day of battle and war? 24By what way is the light parted, which scattereth the east wind upon the earth? 25Who hath divided a watercourse for the overflowing of waters, or a way for the lightning of thunder; 26To cause it to rain on the earth, where no man is; on the wilderness, wherein there is no man; 27To satisfy the desolate and waste ground; and to cause the bud of the tender herb to spring forth? 28Hath the rain a father? or who hath begotten the drops of dew? 29Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who hath gendered it? 30The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen. 31Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Orion? 32Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou guide Arcturus with his sons? 33Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven? canst thou set the dominion thereof in the earth? 34Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance of waters may cover thee? 35Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go, and say unto thee, Here we are? 36Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart? 37Who can number the clouds in wisdom? or who can stay the bottles of heaven, 38When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast together? 39Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of the young lions, 40When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie in wait? 41Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry unto God, they wander for lack of meat. Job 38
It is by light, o you, you slow of heart that the east wind doth depart if not in departing then scatter it will when the light doth part as the light declareth Send me, send me to depart or scatter the east wind to whithersoever the refractories of light as vanity mirrors of disco balls strobing to many prisms in which ever way the song tunes.
But O! Thou LORD How Great Art Thou? Too Great for my mind to hold that even if I, yes, even if I were not here even to the barren lands Thou wouldest supply for. O! Thou LORD! How Great Art Thou?
I often times ponder as God ponders upon Leviathan and His work of wonder. Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down? 2 Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn? 3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee? 4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever? 5 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? 6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants? 7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears? 8 Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more. 9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him? 10 None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me? 11 Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine. 12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion. 13 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle? 14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about. 15 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal. 16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. 17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered. 18 By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. 19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. 20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. 21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. 22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him. 23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved. 24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone. 25 When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves. 26 The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon. 27 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. 28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble. 29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear. 30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire. 31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment. 32 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary. 33 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear. 34 He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride. Job 41
O, the twilight with the children of Leviathan gloating in their king what a shame little babes are they playing in the dark as if maids or maidens unknowingly getting their feets deeper and deeper into pits of the deep hoping they can swim to see them be as they do never learning but always roaring like young cubs never encountering truth. their paws yet so gentle unlike their parents' firmness like well worn flesh turned into untearable leather they get their pride in seeing their parents' form but never without learning they are that it is with right doing that their paws have gotten from flesh to untearable earnings.. Such is life in the animal kingdom as for humans we belong after them that in due acknowledgement that they first, we second. O! The Lord. Thou LORD Art Thou that Great? That Thou should not tend but to barrenness, await? If the eyes of the paws of leather like flesh do cry For what do they cry If the eyes of the paws of leather like flesh do truly cry? It is a shame to ponder such things knowing tomorrow if God willing I should awake to another twilight calling. Ignorance has become bliss because of mans' non uprightness in pursuing those wretched inventions for some fantasy of holding onto those strange hallucinations. Some call it the Peter Pan syndrome others Tinker Bell the others... well.... they'd rather not think of such things. Peter, peter... why do you suggest such strange ideas of youth forever? Tinker Bell can only do so much. Oh... from when did such delusions enter Thy World, LORD? To where will Thy light scatter them? Send them to Leviathan's realm where they can adore as they desired. And let my sincerest prayers with Thee to Leviathan be passed, in Thy Son Jesus' Name, I ask. LORD, I thank THEE.
