Past Present Future

Past, Present, Future

Bending space with gravitational notes..

Kurt Cobain's Grungey moods melding with upgraded twisted dischords and harmonic 

lights crying into a cup of syrup.

Old new (spapers) smelling wet and dank across walls.. like paper mache drying the past,
to read as guitars explode into goblets of Lead...

Old Sunday Times Magazines portraying some intricate past world.. confused by time 

moving.. faces like lost souls...

Gradually the universe unfolds in micro movements that shall change everything, 

everything, without you lifting a finger, nomatter what you do...

Unedited shapes and words from lips of haze,
and absorption like channelled dreams displayed
on the Nucleus curved surface of Atomic core...

Trembling like a Photon wave,
the fire behind my eyes burns to warm the tears that 

flood my memories,..

Copper with greenish and gold verdigris smells composing the surface of a river bank 

in twilights of old .. a soft tinny surface of delight

.. A light, gentle vibrating current of smooth electricity flows up thru my feet as I 

pad a silent path, barefoot and spent,  on the copper gold riverbank ...

...Enjoying the analogy of copper/gold/bank-river in these times of sinking spirits 

and financial declines, and cold,  I wallow in the throbbing electric...

The shiver of electrons travelling up past my knees and spine bringing unknown 

delights as they please, and pass into my cerebellum and beyond.

I settle into the arched overlay of stone arcing above me.. the bridge of antiquity 

moulding air shapes in May that cloud up my ear channels

..No one knows what lies ahead.. no one.. not one knows what lies there.. in the 

beyond.. no priest nor godlike spiritual leader..

no one.. not one knows what lies there.. in the beyond.. no priest nor godlike 

spiritual leader.

The keystone holds the answer to the archway.

Pmcb 21st Century Writings 18 June 2012