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I LOVE YOU BUT I'VE CHOSEN DARKNESS
By Frank Andrick H. Hesse. “When will you realize, dear boy, that there is ever so much more space inside of you than you will ever find outside of you.“ If from dark matter comes light Like the television sez … then I understand how the light No matter how dazzling And no matter how enchanting, The light is just another veil. A moment, be there now, A frame from War and Peace Shattered, fragmented, I am broken and cannot be fixed The past as a river, dans la reve Pieces are places and faces breaking the surface, Stones morphing to memories retained In the perpetual moment ever changing change shift’s the memmoria Casting shadows forward dissolve, coagulate, and then Scatter like living Braques in motion I Love You But I’ve Chosen Darkness Turning back from the formative past Shattering the second I call now Looking ahead into the stream of creation, The advance of the unformed posing as light I am ready for the next attack Born and reborn in the act of becoming The Mysterians are among us - Follow the Black Rose Streaming brilliance mother of existence I find socour in darkness, noirness of all Of space/no space - Moreau painted Helen without a face - sans visage Staring futurity in the eye I look beyond the beyond before it takes shape Dark matter, Notre Dame du Souterrain Now I know …the light is just another veil iiiiiii … UUUUUUUU … iiiiiiii … repeat!! I Love You But I’ve Chosen Darkness THE OPIUM OF OBLIVION By Frank Andrick If I die tomorrow, at least I have had the chance once more Amongst my immortal friends To give my thanks, prayers, and pleas Tho undeserving of their Limitless, unending inspiring passions I have felt the pleasures and pains Of those passions I have looked them in the eye I have wept in their gaze I tell the sun and the sky La ciel et le soleil The future is forever … i’m waiting for my space So please prepare a place. The future is / a question mark I have never asked for more My true wish to change the world Mind by mind as you have changed mine Prayer on fire larger than life Consummate consumer ignoring praise and prize alike Oooh for this absence and abyss that bears my name I demand everything, the eurasure of all to mortal eyes See me as I could have been poem as potentiality Born to die, I die daily to live. Aaah death Most beautiful woman I have ever known Whose eyes peer out From the eyes of every woman I have known In every sentence I have ever written or read where constant creation and the end are one. Where paper and pen are zero to zed Between the lines Your smile And the promise of return The heart starts as a drop of blood The crimson dot of desire One part immortal one part longing For your thoughts, your gaze The intimate conversation of the angel And your kiss The opium of oblivion lies on your lips. WHAT COULD BE MORE ABSTRACT THAN GOD... IN ALL HER GLORY? By Frank Andrick You who inhabits – the unknown lands Interzone between yin and yang Jochim and Boaz the deliverance of Beauceant’* the Magdelene is my Mary and also my Marie. Between those temples – endless eyes that seek forever in everything between those temples endless eyes between the pillars of passion and compassion compassion and passion that govern your every move like a tide to a moon the play between passion and compassion. This storm of light like the story in the painting that unknowingly caught you in a soft ballet of texture and colour. When i think of you, i think of blue azure and cobalt, the sky, the sea, and blue fish When i think of you, i think of black the birthing ground, the colour field. from which i came the mystery i attempt to explore and the death i know i will knowingly walk into when i think of You. *Beauceant — the battle standard Orriflame of The Knights Templar, black and white, symbolizing the interplay and union of opposites, much like the Buddhist yin yang symbol or the pillars of the caballa.  Photograph by Van Wormer Photos Frank Andrick |
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