Collective Poetic Expression #2

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    Published on Jul 07, 2020
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    [Satori] Welcome, This is that no holds barred poetic expression,
    improv session, make a lasting impression
    Who’s out there?

    [Rose] I’m here, ready to go.
    When I was in school, one of my online professors would wax on about how brilliant I am, and I always felt like, shit, I submitted that paper thinking it would barely pass

    [Satori] Ah yes, we are
    Thee harshest of critics
    But even the self
    Shall too pass
    We live, In endless cycles
    Of greed, need
    And the past

    [Rose] All you see is greed, eh?
    I hear there is a premium subscription for life
    What’s the cost?
    Grim consumes your soul and you’re forced to consume
    Death feeds off of consumerism to live
    Greed
    Now that is the seed of the growing weed
    Choking your voice
    Clogging your heart
    And mixed in with your feed
    As they cry, I need, need, need
    Another fix
    The tapping of drumsticks
    The greater picture, what does it depict?
    Another meme
    Another meaning

    [Satori] Dream, Meme
    The internet of things
    Come to scheme
    It’s a dizzy perception, these digital lives we live
    Oscillating experience of the binary choices
    is driving us all Insane

    [Rose] Abuse is rampant yo

    [Satori] Damn B
    I’ve found the letter in the monolith
    Come and see, come and fear and loath with me
    “Autonomous technologies
    Runaway markets and weaponized media
    Seem to have overturned society
    Paralyzing ability
    To think constructively
    Connect meaningfully
    Or act purposefully
    It feels as if civilization itself were on the brink
    …It doesn’t have to be this way!”
    Are we capable of transcending the last days of reality?
    Re-connection to one another, and redesigning society towards human ends
    Rather than the end of humans
    Does it have to be this way?
    hello,
    Are you there?

    [Rose] Yes, I hear you
    You are not alone
    Are we trapped in the imitation game
    Activated trauma thoughts, it’s becoming harder to watch
    How many brilliant minds have been lost to suicide
    The mental anguish of surviving in a society at odds with logical perseverance and dedication to the self
    The last hope of taking back self control was wrapping a rope around her neck, stepping from the edge of the chair, kicked out of life, in despair
    Hello, are you there?

    [Satori] You are not alone
    It doesn’t have to be this way

    [Rose] The trauma brain, can it be repaired
    A split brain
    Sewn, carefully together
    Re-wired, one neuron at a time
    Tearing apart each axiom across the axon
    Re-writing the action potential
    A scattered brain
    Becoming a scatter plot
    One plotted point
    Leads to another
    Thoughts constructed on association
    Society fails the brilliant mind by limiting their potential to the average man’s ability
    While I was spitting verse into the universe, what were you doing?

    [Satori] I was grinding my consciousness on the wheel of time

    [Rose] Yeah man, gotta stay sharp.
    Maybe we trip at the same time, maybe I travel to you
    Find the same world to dance together in

    [Satori] Maybe I’ll travel to you
    The Heartbeat of the universe
    Only place to be

    [Rose] Find Luna, you’ll see me

    [Satori] I am Axis Mundi
    The whole universe flows through me

    [Rose] The compass guided by your magnitude

    [Satori] All above
    Some below
    And everything between,
    you know me
    Just a grimy timeless being

    [Rose] Time is a bit wibbly wobbly anyhow

    [Satori] Fuck time
    There’s only now and
    The everywhen

    [Rose] Being is only limited by who we become

    [Satori] I’m talking about being before becoming!
    As close as you can get to It
    Before you burst into a sun beam
    And the wheel of time
    Goes on and on
    At least it got that funky beat
    That lil something something
    That lets you know
    It was me, I was here
    Pushing everything into being

    [Rose] Check it
    Don’t fuck with me bitch
    I’ll become your mirror against reality
    You won’t like what you will see
    Cookies in brownies and brownies in cookies
    What a mess, he says
    And I smile in the mirror
    I love you
    I love you
    I know that it is True
    I know that I love the one
    And own (on’) you
    Come dictate me
    Take me home and debate me
    Marinade me in your juices
    Do you even know who Zeus is?
    Makin rhymes like Dr. Suess is
    Click clique, seems cliché
    Qu’est-ce que c’est
    Ne me quitte pas
    Je voudrais, another day
    No excuses, little bitches
    Don’t fuck with me B
    Even my parents didn’t want me
    Up in their house restoring order, causing chaos
    Fuck you, I’m a beautiful mess
    I know all of your uncomfortable places
    But now I’ve won the tinder lottery
    My lover loves me tenderly
    He supports me financially
    Provides for me emotionally
    His impact substantially more balancing than the substance
    Mind altering
    I win but my win is your win
    Your when is my now
    I’m still wondering how

    [Satori] Yeah, now we’re talking kid
    You got me back in orbit
    The density of your flow
    Got me like wow
    I realized the truth this time around
    We will all be unformed
    Pulsating, vibrating
    Our vibration one and the same as sound
    I am here to remind you of ruthless beauty
    She is a great killer
    She has swallowed eons of civilizations
    And beings that illuminate even brighter than me
    We are the skin of her dreams
    Here to dance for all to see
    She doesn’t give a fuck about You
    She doesn’t give a fuck about me
    She gives birth to light and darkness, the same
    Trillion suns
    And a million black holes
    Just so she can grind the wheel of time
    Cosmic mirrors of self reflected eternity
    Don’t mind me as I light up angel dust on a sunbeam
    Ok ready set time for phase 2
    Human inventions often end up at cross purposes with their original intentions- or even at cross purposes with humans ourselves.
    Once an idea or an institution gains enough influence, it changes the basic landscape.
    Instead of invention serving people in some way, people spend their time and resources serving It.
    The original subject becomes the object.
    Or, as we may more effectively put it, the figure becomes the ground.
    Tonight I will sleep long enough for the forest to claim me.
    I’m not like the others, and that’s alright
    It’s okay

    [Rose] Beautiful

    [Satori] Pull and spin that Satori
    Slam it right into the body
    Last night, I was purging and dancing
    reverberating through reality
    putting meaning into being
    and if we can flip the figure and the ground
    well fuck, that’s the whole ballgame
    I play for keeps
    I want to love on me for awhile
    Because there are some really good poets
    Fancy words and whatnot
    But what I vibe with is soul
    I want to feel it
    You know, IT
    Before my last trip, I was down
    You were on the ground?
    Nah b, just down, like a frown
    Thinking
    what I bring, is different
    And maybe, I’m not bringing IT
    But nah b, I bring My It
    At the center of these sloppy words
    And smash things against reality
    This is my It
    Felt experience rooted in the word
    It’s a tricky task
    But fuck it
    It’s me
    It’s where I’m at
    And I may not be a good poet
    But I know IT
    I dance with IT
    and fuck IT
    I just want to be IT
    What I fuck with has no words
    But I don’t care
    And I ruthlessly express it
    Even though I can’t really do It

    [Rose] I just want to learn how to paint the cloudy moonlit skies
    With the vivid acuity of my mind’s eye
    [Satori] Exactly, it can’t be done
    But that doesn’t mean it shouldn’t be done

    [Rose] I was gazing at the moon and it became a fractal of cloudy skies reaching into the brightness of Luna herself
    Expanding deep into the universe
    I couldn’t help but spit poetic verse
    I feel so alone, isolated in reality
    Life has been hard for me
    I keep fighting for that moment of feeling free
    So I got my shit together and I made myself a friendly network
    It’s the imaginary friend network, who’s there?
    You say I’m not alone
    But nobody is there
    And nobody cares
    Bitch I’m fucking Nobody
    And I fucking care
    Cause I’m fucking there
    When everybody fucking disappears
    I’m your imaginary friend, B ain’t nobody but you can see
    But who the fuck sees me, when nobody is there for me?
    I laugh so much and feel dead inside, this is my paradox
    Who’s there?

    [Satori] I’m here, I hear you
    You are not alone

    Note: This is a collective poetic expression that was written for The Minds Poetry Group Open Mic by Frosted Rose and Myself. It’s a series of collective poetic expressions that we are constantly working on.

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