Albion, Art, Trickster

Star-Seeds…

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It is debatable… Whether the icons… In question… Were ever coloured… For the most part… It probably matters little… What colour the leaves of the tree were… Or even the skin… Of the snake… Knowing the colour of the fruit… Though… Would be useful… Are these also… The images… Responsible for the Greek Hesperides?… If the fruit… Is an apple… And is golden… They could very well be… A golden apple… Brings us back to bling… And makes the world… An illusion… An alluring… Glamorous… Shiny… Happy… Illusion… But an illusion… Nonetheless.

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And if the world… Is an illusion… In what do we place our faith?… We place our faith… In food… Or as Hippy Neil… Once gloriously explained… To a deluded Rick… We… Plant the seed… Nature… Grows the seed… Then we… Eat the seed… The seed-pod in the fruit… If it is an apple… Is a five-pointed… Star-Seed… We might also see in there… The figure of Man… The story… If it is correctly derived… Is supposed to give forth… Or better, yield… All this from the depths of the subconscious… Which we might also want to call the depths of space… Many of our stories… Are no longer… Correctly derived.

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Could the fruit… Be said to sacrifice itself… For the seed?… Ordinarily… Could the parent…. Be said to sacrifice itself… For the child?… That’s the way things usually work… Attending to the usual state of affairs… Is one of the ways in which we can determine… If we have demons… Amongst us… Killing kids to save Granny… Is demonic… There is no other word for it… And anyone who supports… Such a demonic dictate… Has fallen prey to demonic wiles… They should no more be tolerated… Than a bad smell in a sauna… Let the windows… Be open… And the whiffs… And nasty niffs… Be gone!

 

2 thoughts on “Star-Seeds…”

  1. Some say, “Don’t eat the apple. You will destroy it”…but if only gazed at…it rots…all the warm sun…the kisses by the wind…all wasted…forgotten…it shrivels…and perhaps why the winter storms… in frustration….noit one observant enough…astute enough…to understand…so …intime…anaother grows…offering…beauty and truth persistent…even in the face of nothingness…one might come who wonders it…beholds the star..is nurtured… and a sliver of hope…a trickle down the chin…could be a beginning at the end

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