Paralleled Universe Comes Alive


Paralleled Universe Comes Alive

Blissful nothingness to cosmic orgasmic flight

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If anything, these past thirteen weeks have brought — is peace to my days — trading chaotic form to joyful melodies filled with laughter and self-free-giving — infinite love to those filling my seconds.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Each new day — perplexed by the length of my thoughts — I witnessed the tug-of-war playing in my mind. Silence goes the tuba’s bellowing fear — pain’s affliction lost in a time not far away — present becoming evermore present with every releasing breath.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Throwing in the towel — quill’s eagerness lessoning our pull — merely present are we — songs glistening of nothingness and everything all the same.

Paralleled by the thoughts floating at our window pains — twinkling in the eyes deepest of glares. An emptiness fills with fullness — paradoxical moments reserved for the quieted mindful sages’ annihilation of given pathways to how it is supposed to be.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Quoting Jared from the pretender — pretending to be something more than what the world asks them to be — becoming who and what the day requires him to be.

It truly is a game of play — no longer playing with the others in the big box of sand — creating a space for self to revisit, recreate, and rediscover. How one plays in this game is set anew — the choice depends on the song left to sing.

Quieter and quieter becoming — curiouser and curiouser quoted snippets of understanding deep within my soul.

Paralleled Universe comes alive — blissful nothingness to cosmic orgasmic flight — we are becoming.

~ Ani Po


Thank you Thomas Plummer, David Rudder, Francine Fallara –, Gurpreet Dhariwal, Rita Duponty, and all editing staff for hosting these words.

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

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Blissful Moment of Tranquility

Blissful Moment of Tranquility

Infinite gratitude in gathering memories

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Do not mistake the quiet for boredom’s lack of ambition — nay. A blissful moment of tranquility in lieu — thousands of stars waiting for that mystical adjuration.

Our mind has taken a brief holiday— a heart filled with hot cocoa’s favorite marshmallows afloat — merely observing, once again — the teasing whispers of solitude dancing to a myriad of dreams.

Night winters cold — silencing sleighbell thoughts drawing a blank canvas with etch-a-sketch taking its powder cold. A colorful scheme of play on words — secret melodies teasing — pulls at an emotional song’s cords.

Caught between hands length and a rocket launching to oblivion— we pause once again — in gratitude, for these steps leading to this moment in time. Awestruck — with head shaking in disbelief — how did I get here? What am I doing? Where the fuck am I going? Laughter grabs hold.

Question not the process— but the processors’ processing speeds — trusting the process predominantly.

The remaining few Days passed along on US Highway 2 — gathering a studio of memories, forever in my heart — carried to the next, blissfully sharing that time we sat together at Little Manitou.

~ Ani Po

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Note: these two pictures were taken on what seemed to be the only days of sunshine. One at the beginning and one as we close this chapter.

Thank you Zay Pareltheon, Marilyn Wolf, Viraji Ogodapola, and all the Screech of The Howling Owl. The Howling Owl is on Holiday, so we post the words here — closing a chapter, in this great book — anticipating yet another magical adventure.

Much gratitude for those who take time to read, ponder, and allow the inner workings of self to come forward. Grateful for the feedback, love shared, and, more importantly, the Dance with Inspiration. Deep Peace.

Joseph Lieungh

Photo by Javardh on Unsplash