Enlightenment without a Guru
Is not only possible but easy;
The Guru needn't be a human,
Or even speaking in a language you
And I have learned from man,
As Mother Earth enlightens us for free.
We stake proprietary rights on sovereign dirt
Because our egos try to own the universe;
This even when, considering that everything
We build comes powdering into the fallow soil,
Our situation, strained and tender, should alert
Us not to hitch a ride in civ'lization's hearse
Because, for so long, we've turned deaf ears to the ring
Of Mother Earth's alarm clock as its waters boil.
We can't hold out much longer living life like this,
Lest we deny each other unity and bliss.
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yet untitled-open to suggestio
With motorcycle, compass, and my earthen song,
I tenderly caress the road awaiting me
In praise of Mother Earth, where I, for now, belong
To learn a branch of God's Akashic bonsai tree.
I wonder if I'm wise enough to see
How whole my heart is as I look upon
This girl so lost in slumber's entropy,
Bestowing love to all life, flor' and faun'.
For me, there's no dichotomy between
My list'ning to her breath with loving ears
And drinking with the gods beyond life's screen
Hallucinating us with prides and fears.
With each taste of her soft, red lips, I met
My Self in heaven, learning everything
Would be okay and never to forget
To let love tub my heart's old, rusted string.
And so, I let her have me now until
I move again for my nomadic will.
Let's hear it for Scandinavia by GreyCarnation, literature
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Let's hear it for Scandinavia
1. While flipping through the phone book, you come across someone with a Scandia name and you must resist the urge to call him/her to practise speaking.
2. You always take vacations in places near the coast to keep yourself satisfied until you "return to your homeland".
3. You believe that the "th", "v", and "k" sounds should exist in all languages.
4. You believe that Old Norse should be taught alongside Latin in all English-speaking schools.
5. When going into a bookstore, you always go to the Reference section first to see if any of the Scandia languages are carried.
6. You firmly believe that Swedish should be the international languag...
Morbid Angel Discography by GreyCarnation, literature
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Morbid Angel Discography
Altars of Madness
Blessed are the Sick
Covenant
Domination
Entangled in Chaos
Formulas Fatal to the Flesh
Gateways to Annihilation
Heathens
Infidels in Disguise
Juries of Ill Intent
Killer is Me
Love the Sinner
More of what is to come...
No World Order is New
Ollie Ollie Oxen Free!
Pants Fall Down
Quack in the Evil Swamp
Ruckus in my Tuckus
Salmonella is bad for you...
Take it, Bitch!
UGGHHH!!!
Victorian Cumquats that just won't die!
Water Broke!
Xylophone of Doom and Destruction
YOWZAA!!
Zipper of Pain
Års Jiggen
Älvefard was stooopid!
Ödemarkens Dotter
the sun shines.
the wind blows.
the flowers bloom,
and brown,
as they wither
and die.insects crawl about
munching
digesting
excreting
and taking shape anewtheir hair-like legs
cannot scuttle quickly enough across pebbles
to return home,
or to avoid ill-intented jays.an insect crawls,
reproduces,
consumes,
and capsises.
his offspring, even before they hatch,
are indifferently barbequed by
the lightning of an apparently
apathetic ruler.spiritual fratricide is commonplace.i, as you, am an insect.
i, as you, live my life in an
undefined jar.
i, as you, shall return to the great mother
in a day of absolute peace.
i, as you, am part of the dirt,...
The gems are out tonight, and here we are,
Reclining up against the cedar trees,
Uniting with the hills around the car
And getting drunk from flowers in the breeze:
A myriad of hues parading through
The air. Affected? Never, as our time
Is valuable and in a hurry. You
Should have no reason to be scared. We'll climb
To safety, calling out for help, and if
We can't find help, we'll stay here with the stars
Here at the bottom of this jagged cliff
And from my car clear smoke and metal shards
From when we died while swerving past the tree.
Yeah, here we are tonight, love: you and me.
Men made of gingerbread danced on their
toes and thought, 'why don't we go to where
rainbows and choc'late are flowing in
rivers?' and skipped like canastas of tin.Pink, fluffy bunnies were dancing and
unicorns plenty were prancing
all across meadows and hills covered
green by the grass that above the earth hoveredFloating forever as though the ground was in motion,
green herbivores searched for nutritious, good, tasty and healthy
portions of goodness, yum, that's exciting, they were all in this ocean,
and toward the brightly-colored fairies made motions.They basked in the warming, eternal glow
of chocolate-sprinkled jelly rainbows.Happy, ...
4/4
She's so nice, my woman
beats the rest, my woman.
Like sweetest spice, my woman
is the best, my woman.12/8
She is called Ongaku , and I'll love her, and her me, för alltid. Her hair, so smooth, so trimm'd, so beautiful is this;
'tis long enough to cover pages, yet still miss
the mark hath she the need to decorate, it seems, by accident:
some sharp, some flat, but many natural. To have her say,
her notes are many (at times, few) to show the world the way
to universal peace, and thus the way she'll lead.
An I might have a simple, solitary wish
and an she be thus made then sentient and in the flesh,
my world, my days and ways, I'd give ...
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About 4 years ago, I read in a book a quote from some japanese haiku poet that read, "one who can write 5 haikus in his life is skilled; one who can write 10 haikus, a master", so at that time, one of the goals I set for myself was to write 50 haikus over the course of my life, and I'm fucking 24! I was just telling this to my friend Silvia {:devdemonic-vampyr:} about how I think I'm gonna try to write 50 more, and she agrees. So ja, I'll be attempting to write another 50 haikus over the course of my life. I'm not sure if there's anyone who's interested in keeping up on my writing, but I do have another poem under construction, so you can ...
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