Posted in poetry on Feb 8th, 2010
The Tetragrammaton is irreversible. I cannot see the light. To force the Holy into action. To bring His presence back into Creation. I know your name. But you are not your brothers’ keeper. Consecration spreads it’s wings. It is the force that turns the world. It is the change that time cannot deny. It is [...]
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Posted in featured, poetry on Oct 2nd, 2009
I’ve posted a new poem over at HubPages about never giving up on a great thing. Check it out here. Jack I Listen. HubPages Poetry
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Posted in featured, poetry on Sep 3rd, 2009
I’ve posted a new poem over at HubPages about the absolving nature of waterfalls. Check it out here. Jack I Listen. HubPages Poetry
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Posted in featured, poetry on Aug 24th, 2009
I’ve posted a new poem over at HubPages that describes a personal mystical experience. Check it out here. Jack I Listen. HubPages Poetry
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Posted in featured, poetry on Aug 23rd, 2009
I’ve just posted a new poem, The Mad God Meets America, over at my HubPages. Check it out. Jack I Listen. HubPages Poetry
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Posted in featured, poetry on Aug 22nd, 2009
I’ve just posted a new poem, Modern Simony, over at my HubPages. Check it out. Jack I Listen. HubPages Poetry
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Posted in Basic Ideology, poetry on Jul 8th, 2009
Two cups sit. Neither are empty, yet neither are full. Can we not pour one into the other? —- Jack I Listen. Basic Ideology 101 Lesson #19 The Battle of Fulfillment
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Posted in asides, poetry on Feb 13th, 2009
Poetry is Divine Force. It smacks you on the back of the head until you listen.
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Posted in poetry on Dec 3rd, 2008
This is kinda cool. Found it in an old binder. It’s dated November of 1999. That means I had just turned 17, so forgive any horribles, ok? Spiraling Down. —- Snowblind I’m twisted I’m losing my faith I’m falling so far I can’t get away Death draws me closer I can hear no sound All [...]
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Posted in poetry on Nov 5th, 2008
Wrinkled time conspires against me. The liquid clockwork voice moves to dance with me. I cannot see her through the dense liquid. I only hear the clockwork motions. We tango, back and forth, to the rhythm of a metronome, moving in directions that I could never understand. Am I just another cog? —- -Jack. I [...]
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