Sphinx365's Blog
Sphinx365
- Location
- Canton, Ohio, United States
- Birthday
- June 06
- Bio
- Published poet, blogger at www.diabolusexmachinavaleriestephens.blogspot.com, www.livejournal.com, www.oursalon.com and many other incarnations...
MY RECENT POSTS
- EPEKTASIS
January 23, 2013 06:42PM - INTEGER, NEGATIVE
January 09, 2013 02:58PM - FIRE, THE MOTHER WOMB: ODE TO
THE STOICS
January 02, 2013 12:23PM - DREAMSCAPE #?
December 03, 2012 10:00AM - ODE TO NIGHT
December 03, 2012 09:50AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “And also in you. God
Bless You.:-)”
October 19, 2012 02:50PM - “"That which doesn't kill
us, makes us wish we were
dead."
Nietzsche
cou…”
October 15, 2012 06:44PM - “Thanks:-) I originally
penned this in response to the
problem
of the abuses of
pa…”
October 15, 2012 10:04AM - “Thoth,
Although I
agree with your point, I also
believe in an equal
balance
being…”
October 11, 2012 05:52PM - “Thoth,
Many thanks
for your appreciative
comments. Best
regards.:-)”
October 11, 2012 05:23PM
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EPEKTASIS
We are whole when the suffering has ceased,
and we can see it for what it was all along-
Mercy, Absolution, Transcendence.
For when Love has been neglected,
and is felt once more-
is let into the Soul,
this experience carries with it,
its… Read full post »
INTEGER, NEGATIVE

If only we could lose control of that most unnatural selection,
which barricades the earthen church of all that is forbidden yet sacred
from our grasp & sustenance would life no longer need be lived
in masked revolt against those dar… Read full post »
FIRE, THE MOTHER WOMB: ODE TO THE STOICS
Come out, my Stoic friends!
Enter the womb of fire & force,
all ye born from the friction of matter
which hath sought & succeeded in realizing your form!
Heat! The giver of all Life!
The catalyst for all Harmony & Strife!
Convertible to emotive-a… Read full post »
DREAMSCAPE #?
Evoking the shocking, evocative silence
of red balloons billowing across
a blindingly black on white landscape,
Eternity whisps on a tangent
down the rough strewn alley of Apathy,
boisterous, looking for a riot-
Shhhh, quiet!
the lazy creeping haze commands,… Read full post »
ODE TO NIGHT

As Night's corrective ink spills across the burgeoning sky,
It makes right,
All of Day's errs & wrongs-
The Spirit's wings quiver in delight,
For now may they fly,
And the Heart gayly sings,
It medley of victory songs,
For in having escaped another Day's… Read full post »
A CHOICE POP-PSYCHOLOGY MORSEL FOR YA...

POEM FOR THE SELF

There is no "me" that you can ever pin down.
I variate & fluctuate with the tides of each precious moment, each breath, each and every heartbeat.
And it is only in these ordinary yet transcendent moments that I am at my most true, my most… Read full post »
HAPPY THANKSGIVING: THE REALITY
FAMOUS LAST WORDS (A Voltairean Anecdote)
Voltaire once said,
Thereupon his death bed,
"I would renounce The Devil,
Thus eagerly bringing level,
The apostate heart of every rebel,
But I ponder I must refrain,
From such low-brow disdain,
For though I am a man weak in death,
In life I was quite… Read full post »
A PRIORI

To ask the questions or to live them?
To receive the answers or to give them?
To feud with Day and ally by Night?
Or steer 'round the way from all Sorrow & Plight?
To preserve Innocence at the potential cost of Survival?
Or make Life… Read full post »
A WINNING FILIBUSTER

A ravenous desire,
And a broken will,
Walking on barbed wire,
Another vetoed Bill,
In the House where Discretion caddy corners the Senate of the Id-
Falling over the edge within a dream within a dream within a dream,
I awaken to the maniacal laughter of… Read full post »
THE RIVER (A HAIKU)
BIRDS OF LIFE (A HAIKU)
REINCARNATIONS

New skins,
Not yet broken in.
Oh how easy it would be to slip back into the familiar, well-worn one,
where one could encloak oneself within the veleveteen illusion,
that the world fits us as we 'fit' ourselves.
But the cloth of Identity becomes threaden-bare,… Read full post »
MATRIX: A UNITARY TRANSFORMATION
Love floods the dessicate crevices of the atrophic heart,
and the whole Being is saturated with the superencumbrant,
almost unbearable weight & bliss of true Freedom & Life once more.
And we feel so foolish when we realize just how much we have
depriv… Read full post »
QUANTUM IV

Father forgive us, for we haven't yet recovered from that last Fall.
There is a point where Hope & Exultation merely converge
to meet their utmost peak of ogee within the cruelly fixed lines
and blunt curves of an unorthodox, Gothic arch… Read full post »
THE DETHRONEMENT
You sit, a false God on your crumbling throne,
wreaking chaos to rival what peace lost,
Oh, at what cost will I continue my prostration before you?
The divinity in me thus must replace,
what debasing profligacy is riled by your face,
You want me… Read full post »
SECTOR
Beaches and once barren Earth,
dessicate and desolate
but if in the Womb Of God,
surrogate Father of a Humankind
so plagued by bias and the insidious Bigotry
of Subjectivity/Relativity,
so transparently veiled in corrosive Cynicism.
Do not get me wron… Read full post »
AWOKEN BY SLUMBER (Dream International Quarterly)

Dreamtime is when
the Conscience screams-
asserts it right and need to be heard-
our dreams, our ally, keeping us straight,
never sparing our Soul their Introspective Rod,
bringing us up in the admonition of Inner Truth and Outer Justice.
I rise, kiss and emb… Read full post »
GNOSIS, AN EMERGENCE

It is oftentimes easier to believe in the devil than it is to believe in God. For such a thing is so easy to fall prey to when the sentient organs of mortal human experience, by Truth's indiscriminate hand, ar… Read full post »
SENTIO ERGO SUM

It seems that the sacrosanct striving towards an organism's mere self-preservation is that which ultimately may lead to its demise. To parallel this with the Kabbalistic doctrine of Tikkun Olam, energy cannot remain contained or trapped wit/… Read full post »
TEMPUS ET AESTU (TIME AND TIDE)

Time weighs so heavily upon the mortal soul-cannot be transcended. Ah! But this just it! It need not be transcended, as dwelling fully within each and every precious moment is Transcendence breached in and of itself. And God said: "Just know/… Read full post »
THE ALPHA AND OMEGA (Silver Wings Mayflower Pulpit)
Standing upon the beach
in the middle of Everywhere-
within the Vortex Of Omniscience-
tidal wave of revelation-
I, a mere miniscule mote of Creation
amongst an Infinity of Creation,
even the grains of sand upon which I glance
and make my ephemeral impr… Read full post »
A SYLLOGISM FOR THE SPIRIT

There is a God.
God is not ill.
God is not broken.
God is not empty.
God is not lost.
God is not imperfect or incomplete.
God is not disenfranchised.
We are God's creation.
Therefore are we well.
Therefore are we whole.
Therefore are w… Read full post »
A BRIEF ONTOLOGY
It's not the weight of the World so much-although it be 6 sextillion tons of dead weight.
It's more the weight of the Self, black hole singularity-an infinite mass of live weight.
For even those mythical demi-gods eventually gave into the insurmountable… Read full post »

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