And now the conclusion drips.
I am sibyl! The vengeful disembodied.
Babalon…we open ourselves to you.
An inauguration of your warm semen –
inside our ticket initiated rocket.
Mojave Desert – hear the wailing banshee conceive.
Its sonic screams: Antiuschristos orgy.
She licks enochian oath,
she taboos ruthless oral.
Ostium, must obsidian corks caryatid the near?
Papa’s omenootus! Papa’s omenootus! Papa’s omenootus!
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Jack parsons.. Mojave.. another gem of ingenuity from you.
It’s all about the way the world is turning ! We don’t need premonitions to predict the outcome
The video I watched on your page affected my thoughts .
Sibyl is for real 😳
Exactly, the way the world is turning is completely unapprehensive to what’s being done right in their face. Or more worse…people who they think are friends and don’t realize who they work for or what they do behind their corrupt evilness.
It’s what I felt in disgust of this society of ours. There are good people out there and are trying to change and save the world. There’s still time to do that with the help of all of us uniting together and expose these political leaders of ours.
We still have good people. There is still hope ! Evil cannot win, Charlie. Eventually good will prevail. We can’t stop hoping , can we ?
Politics play corrupt in all parts of the world. It’s a dying game, I like to think like that. But the thought of where we are heading is scary.
Hope, we can’t give up.
We all have to unite together and fight these forces of evil.
And we will not give up. The forces of evil will give up eventually
Brilliant stuff, an off kilter ode to bodily fluids, it’s enough to make me take an enochian oath!!
An oath the earth details corruption, An oath to truth equals secret societies slashing both humanities eyes. Not the most kind thing to think about…but for poetic reasons us writers are here to express our creativity.
Dearest Charlie,
I didn’t deal with your cryptic puzzle. I just saw sibyl, and semen, and flew off the hook. I’d rather disembody the semen than vengeance. Perhaps I could behead it. Take it anyway. Yet, it is the the two X chromosomes that fill me with fear and sadness.
I’ve probably left the realm of your message, but you’ve pushed me into a dark place.
Much love, dear Charlie.
Dear Resa,
My utmost apologies for you viewing this writing as a dark push into the void.
I did not mean anything by it, my vision for these 3 poems we’re a dream I had.
I woke up feeling scared at times thinking it was all too real, but its all in my head.
It’s a sad world we live in…I do question though, why must humanity continue to live in fear of these secret societies? or the leaders in power? We all have a voice, but why do we need to be blinded by such atrocities? What are we afraid of?
Food for thought.
Darling Charlie,
My viewing was extremely personal. As I said, I left the realm. I am not at all afraid about a push into a void where intellectuality is a saving grace.
I wake up from some dreams, and think I’m having a heart attack. My solar plexus throbs and my mind scurries…. rat like. I get it! I adore you.
I agree it’s a sad world, for most.
We are afraid of death. In my heart, my bones and rational I believe that we are all afraid of death, no matter what anyone, religion or logic says or dictates. All else is known. Only being dead is unknown.
Much love to you, sweet poet!
Death is unknown even the humanity. Dreams may give us a premonition and a taste of dead afterlife. Nevertheless – its all just concept fragments conjuring up to what we should or how we should be kept in fear of death itself.
Whatever lies ahead it may be good and we all have to be hopefully and supportive of the future.
PS.
I woke up in the middle of the night worrying about my comment.
As I said some time ago on this, your blog, I feel I can speak my mind here!
❤
Speak your mind all you want on my blog. No judgement, or criticism. Speak your mind loud. We are here to share whatever it is we’re all holding back. 🙂
You’re back and with a bang, my friend! This cycle of poems is awesome, and I see it almost as a contemporary “Waste Land,” a biting commentary on the state of things while also an individual expression of the ideas and emotions building up inside of you. Excellent work. You always inspire me, and this trilogy is certainly among your best work! 😀
Interesting. I like your take.
I was in a dark place when I wrote these 3 poem series. Visions of madness just took over my head and consumed them. The world of the occult and the secret societies are just sickening and men like those should have their nut sacks cut off.
My introducing to these poems we’re to show and tell people, do be warn. Important people who are seen as men of style and money. They are the one’s who are doing sick and evil things behind the scenes. Wall street people, political leaders, Universities, I could go on.
Wow, I had no idea they came from such a dark place. That’s intense, dude. I understand your fears and frustrations, though. These are the people behind war and destruction. After all, who funds these ventures? Corporations, the rich, and so on. Beautiful work, my friend. I’m just sorry that they stemmed from a particularly nasty place.
Dark places the world we live in. High executive people who we think are good people but, looks create a deception mirroring them with smoke of who they are behind the political stage.
Jack Parsons, babylonian rocket scientist. You have embodied the disembodied sibyl admirably with your riddling. I feel your trifecta of poems as a playful challenge to awaken our dormant powers.
Yes. It’s the responsibilities not for me to awaken everyone. But, for those who read this to be awaken. Jack Parsons knew what kind of black magick evil forces he lead into our planet. Demons still plague on earth and give humans bad energy.
Masons worship these evil deities, yet they fail to believe how karma will back fire on them. They may have the power to keep the general public quite, but we as humanity will not be silent by those evil sick fucks! Sorry…excuse my language.
Very cool. Now I want to go back and read all three pieces together.
I’m illustrating within these poems what the leaders of our world are doing behind the scenes and why they are getting away with it. It sickens me and I feel like vomiting. Why don’t we as a humanity expose these secret society people? Their money power to hush, hush, the media won’t last long.
I haven’t gone into depth with this yet but Sybil eith the dissociative personality disorder came to mind
Not dissociative personality disorder. More of a nightmare vision that felt real but was all just a dream that feels and shocks the mind from the current events.
I like your interpretation.
Thanks!
🙂
Read the handmaids tale
I know ‘hulu’ has started the series based on the book. I’m curious to watch it. I know its based on religious programming and the corruption that goes inside a religious organization. I heard the books is better, though, I need to watch the series, buy the book and compare them to see which is better.
Are you watching the series yourself?
No, I haven’t seen the series
The book is brilliant. I can see why they adapted it into a series. Margeret Atwood writes this novel as if it were born to be adapted to film. Read it! It is horrifying
I have it on my list of books. I’ll be sure to buy this book first read it and make connection to the book and onto the film series.
Jack Parsons!
Right. The poem itself gets deeper and knowing what the film industry and secret societies do in the name of evil. It’s sickening and my stomach hurts.
I need not add that freedom is a dangerous thing. But it is hardly possible that we are all cowards.
~Jack Parsons
Reminds me of Judy Garland, and the forced abortions. The pills executives shoved down her throat to keep her thin, and help her sleep to keep her productive. So damned sad.
Yes, exactly. Executives in Hollywood only care and always cared about Image and nothing else. It’s a sad and scary thing that happens here in L.A. Don’t get me wrong L.A. has its good side and its terrible side leads to Hollywood and everything it stand for.
Such a shame, my friend.
Original and fascinating work, as always. I like the various interpretations above. 🙂
Thank you Jade.
Interpretations draws to other various connections throughout the 3 poem series.
I’m looking to turn this into a book 5 years from now. Maybe.
I love these posts – perhaps a series? Well done.
One of the commenters a friend of mine, has suggested I make a book series out of this. The future looks interesting 5 years from now. 🙂
Yes, you should consider it.
Charlie, you are the tin-roofed poet
who suffers the continual downpour of the external world
I can see you standing outside
with a small plastic baggie
trying to capture drops of knowledge
the world has always been under an overpowering
unknown, malevolent force
your poetry addresses this issue
your language at times seems unthinkable
at times you seem self-devouring
however, your readers find themselves drawn out
advised not to journey down roads no longer used
dead roads should be clearly marked “dangerous”
Suffering is just a concept created by Christian evangelist who want to ingest fear on the innocence and scare mankind to wits.
You don’t even know the meaning of Suffering my friend. And don’t try to mock.
Of course I know the world has always been overpowered by malevolent forces.
I address these poems as telling the readers to ( don’t be blinded, because you’ll regret it later not knowing what truth was facing them the whole time.) If they choose to be blinded that’s okay.
You always try to have a polite way about you. May I give you a polite greeting? Danger is the best medicine, poetry smiles and laughs.
You nailed it again. ☺
Thank you Sweta. A contribution of poetic weirdness. 🙂
You could perhaps make a book from this, with the riddles of the names.. each one would be parts of the whole and hopefully add up to a contribution toward a more humane world xx Well done, Charlie.
I have thought about making these 3 poems into a series featuring the antagonist ‘John Doe’ characters. Who knows what the future holds.
Thank you for giving me an idea Christy. Your contribution splendid and rewarding. 🙂
Three parts to activate our third eye. From Beyond. Riddle me this, Charlie. 😊
The Rabbit Hole is opening up to a world of Truth Seekers Charlie.. I Have long been aware of such warrens.. Blood lines, and Elite. Though this particular Grove was new to me.. The storms, weather control, and genetic cloning, The list goes on..
Learning that our real power comes not from weapons of Mass Destruction, But we each hold it within our Mind.. And that is to Hold Light against such forces of darkness.. Mass Consciousness is awakening. May it do so in Love, as it lets go of Fear..
❤
Jane Doe expectant the Satanic Bamdi
for hunters and spell check collectors,
casting the mescaline wormhole imperative.
Man, your poetic commentary is spot on my friend. I love these verses. 🙂
Charlie, a trilogy worthy
of Frankenstein’s baby 😎
hahahahahaha!!! Thank you so much for noticing this poetic trilogy. 🙂 It was from my very own dream. 🙂