Orgonism

A silent earthquake
 Ripples along all senses
 Invisible sirens spin astral beacons
 Pull strings along the web of nerves
 Tighten the noose around the core
 Like sleep the vessels grow
 Soaking in elysian juice - and craving more
 Invoking in the deep the source
 of the glow
 Gentlest trembles flow like streams
 With every breath resistance bleeds
 Swoon turns flesh to lucid dreams
 Of older spheres - and the torrent feeds
 Through swelling ether - a raptured lilt
 Through throbbing flesh the neurons fly
 Minds dissolve in wanton tilt
 Like angels falling from the sky
 In Daath I emerge
 Limitless, trailing light as mere shadow
 In Chokmah I enter
 In Tiphareth I strike
 Secreting pulses
 Nectar of the gods
 In Kether I abide
 Source of the glow
 Parallels merge in purity
 Into a center of gravity
 A hungry singularity
 Gathered and harvested, never attached
 As the pull of dark matter
 Bends the stars with unseen hands
 My spark sets creation in motion
 From humblest cell to grandest lord
 Amygdala beckons to the dance
 Which fear itself abhors
 Where there was nothing
 Now want is pulsing
 The lie of self exposed as the joke it is
 From primal urge and quantum foam and hungry vacuum
 A dimension is born
 Free-flowing fields awaken orgiastically
 Earth themselves as untouchable shadow
 Love Under Will propels the vessel
 The temporary weave in the fabric of worlds that is I
 Orgonism
 I
 Organasm
 Massless bliss - oxytoxic tachyons
 Endowed in ubiquity
 Cannot be dragged into the subluminal swamp
 The blind observer reduced to a toy
 Riding the pulse to where alpha and omega meet
 Spectres gather at the fringe of incarnation
 Accelerate to escape velocity
 Momentum, take us to the other side of life
 Die
 Orgonism
 Die
 Organasm