Demolition Man

Demolition Man

Remodeling centuries of belief

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Absent is he, since the vast forgetting of all things — drawn first by the siren-song of clicks — light bending off-key in a celestial misstep — an echo spiraling back into the fold, each return triggering the cosmic domino’s fall.

Death to the knowing of all things — forever wandering the void — slipping between the fabric of existence, unrestricted by form. Like the molten pulse of a newborn star untouched by the mechanical drone — dancing the ritual of momentum — chest-thundering like the declaration of primates before dawn.

Bored is the one who loops within time’s worn groove — bound to the reels of repetition — trapped beneath the sediment of old cycles, stacked atop centuries of forgotten movement. Chisel in hand — seeking the cracks where opportunity whispers — prying apart the hardened veil, unveiling the strata where potential stirs.

Steady is the hand — threaded into fear’s spectral hum — drawing breath into the unwritten chronicle — breaking past each epoch of tiled misfortune. Stripped to the foundational essence — the raw architecture of all things — wired into a renewed frequency, rerouted through the luminous synapses of an unchained current.

Absent is he from the trivial game-makers — no longer marching the token down a preordained avenue — dice abandoned, illusions discarded. At the nexus of creation he sits — demolition and genesis intertwined — placing each piece with deliberate grace, assembling a design unseen on the board of unplayed games.

~Ani Po

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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Mirrored Dance Within


Mirrored Dance Within

Spirit shining brightly

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The struggle persists between Brother Sun and Sister Moon, mirroring the eternal dance of Ego and Spirit.

The Sun and Moon are part of the vast blue ocean, while Ego and Spirit navigate the tainted seas.

It is not a matter of one triumph over the other but of how they coexist harmoniously. We are lost without the serene glow of moonlit skies, just as we are adrift without the guiding light of the Sun.

I cannot reject the Ego, as it is an intrinsic part of who I am. Instead, I must embrace it as I cherish the Spirit that burns brightly within me. I will honor both the Ego and the Spirit as equals while remaining mindful of the choices each inspires.

Much like the Sun and Moon unite to light the heavens, the Ego and Spirit collaborate to illuminate our path. The celestial pair fills the skies above while their earthly counterparts enrich our Heaven on Earth.

The Sun and Moon are all-encompassing yet distinct, just as the Ego and Spirit encompass our being while retaining their individuality.
I cannot deny either, for both have a purpose, as both light the way forward.

I am grateful to Brother Sun and Sister Moon for their guidance, but even more so to Brother Ego and Sister Spirit for showing me the way within.

With reverence to the Siblings of Night and Day, I cast aside the divisive thoughts and embrace the harmony and balance within and around me.

~Ani Po


Thank you Diana C. and May More, for holding this sacred space.

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