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Response To That Final Question:

Ignorance is the Bane of Man.
At a distance removed,
Dimly remembered, and
Still not seen distinct,
But yet somehow felt;
What we do sense
Is not reality; is not the Real Thing.
This World is hologram.
Then; for lucid sleep;
For it's just a dream
Within another dream
And we are not awake.

Seven Stars' Song of Revelation

Ignorance is a jail where no escape
Is possible but through knowledge.
Don't fear nor spurn. Dare to learn:

Assent to and accept this world as it is
Before attempting ascent to any world
Aspired to or wished for. Life's glorious!

That That Is can be known but by few.
Not space, not time, not gravity exists;
But as Extension from Field of Thought.

Be subject to neither church nor crown.

Dread naught. Disdain none: Not One!
Absent That That Is, there's Nothing.

That That Is, IS. That That's Not, IS, too.
That That's Not makes That That Is: IS.
That That Is makes That That's Not BE.

By rowing to That That Is, I become "I."
Wind + Water = Wave. As THOUGHT is
The Heart and The Nave of The Wheel.

Worlds are created from Thought alone.
That which we will do is because of that
What we are. We'll become who we are.

Charity, courtesy, civility, compassion,
Are cardinal spokes making civilization;
Chivalry forms center, hub's circle core.

IS is! Be not the slave of some other's I.
This, Creed of our Seven Stars Society;
This, The Teaching of the Seven Stars:

No man can be happy if he should choose
To be exile from his own nature and soul.

Precognitive Prescient Prophetic Poetry by WILLIAM O'CONNOR

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 40

Love and kisses I'll miss you World. It's been a fun ride. Wish it had been longer. Should have taken few more detours sure but glad of them I took; many stoplights along the way, proud managed to run some.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 39

As long as I can keep going I'll keep on going. I'm funny that way. Sure, no one cares and none shall remember; then, just occasionally someone recites something, a small thing, and I say: I wrote that.

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 38

They're all dying now, all the old rockers. Cocaine and cognac catches up with you in the end. But while they were alive, they burned with a pure blue light, and that's really all that matters with the sputtering of the flame.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 37

That which I am and that which I would be can't be the same. If they were congruent or were identical, I could not be. I must be always divided from myself; for, in this division, in this difference, I survived.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 36

The Now that seems to exist does so through multiple entangled timelines from the past. Whatever was makes whatever is. But what was isn't one single thread: Past is woven tapestry of many possibilities. 

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 35:

That which is One's Self is the All. There is no separation, no division, no contention: I am because I am that and that who I am is me. Same whiteness covers us all like snow with the blanket of forgetfulness.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 34

The barren Void,
Place of pulsing power,
Seeks, within itself, for
An expansion from its
Nothingness. It strives
From within itself, to a 
Greater, a more profound,
Emptiness. By so doing,
By seeking; it balloons to
Become to be the birth of

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 33

Belief in science is a faith like any other: That what had came before it makes in some way what comes after it is a religion. Why not future makes the present? Seems more fun this way with Time's reversal.

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 32

Nothing in his life so honored him as was his manner of leaving it. Here was Art personified in a single body. Now to death is gone he had they say in everything a grace to lack the moderation of mediocrity.

Friday, January 15, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 31

That dark energy that drinks light stays the universe by its bands of forceful symmetry. The script of life is written in energy. Backwards and forwards Time seems the same sometimes pausing to make worlds.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 30

True blue American; hope, that promised beautiful tomorrows and better futures was denied you once again. You've been betrayed. Mediocrity is now destiny for the nation; not the stars you once believed.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 29

Desolation days bring a January mood in long month of Winter of sleet and snow; a hibernation of hope amid breaking branches from heavy wet weight in empty woods and no sound but Moon call of wolves.

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 28

Cold stone walls slapping with a late night rain shouts a greater darkness descending in the dark, sliding a slither of black noise in drains of streets; making for a despondency; making for a denial. 

Friday, January 8, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 27

As one believes so shall one behave and as one behaves so shall one believe. These are same, two sides of the coin of perception. What we buy in life is what we want in life and what we desire is what we are.

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 26

Subsuming oneself to anything at all, whether it's a state, a faith, a polity, a philosophy; is but slavery. One's real tribe is Man's future. One's faith lies in ensuring human future; though we die we live there. 

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 25

All desire life but not at our expense. Rodents of this world, be they man or be they animal, take our sustenance; rob us of our birthright to be free; impose on us alien law and rule, and so we will rebel.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 24

A plague of fear, a disease of conscience, has descended on us, blanketing our dreams, our aspirations; preventing us from going on, from advancing upon our journey. A traffic stop of doubt impedes us here.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 23

No quarter! Fight is always again yourself, an opposition of shadow boxing. Slip, doge, deceive, faint and fool yourself; to get past the face of you your society and your school made. That mask ain't you.

Blue Sun Series: Consilience: Verse 22

Be a heretic! Everything ever learned was learned in spite of school; NEVER because of school. Everyone knows something you don't know but what you know is what you know. Live life! It's your best teacher.


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