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My dining room table

When it comes to me, I sit before the portal. The power of all, surpassing all mortal.
With the last eye open with glimmering sheen, I have started the motor of my concious machine. As the flow is flowing like river through dust, I conjour great power and paint it all thus. All energy and being of matter and sorts gives me chosen serenity, solitude, for absolute positive awakened cohorts.

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What is something when its nothing but still something as if it were nothing?

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  • cherrylollypop
    August 15, 2008
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    W-O-W-!
    u r an amazing writer...


  • Nostalgic Moon
    August 15, 2008
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    I absolutely love this. the rhyming is awesome and it has a great flow


  • written-in-ink
    August 15, 2008

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    wow!!!

    i love this
    and its funny..
    it rhymes but i still love it!

    gah this is just amazing!


  • BluesMan gold member
    December 2, 2007

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    Thank you for entering my contest. Nice rhyme it would of had alot more impact if you would have broken it into stanzas, Your words denote a very rough perception of "Cosmic Consciousness" My contest requested writes from people who had actually exp

    Usually a subject such as this is approached with a little more reverance than this piece posses's Starting with the title
    "My dining room table"

    "With the last eye open with glimmering sheen, I have started the motor of my concious machine"


    • WTF-Hatchwork
      December 4, 2007
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      Well thats funny

      "My Dining Room Table" the title that I had chosen was in fact The correct one! This is where I dip into the unconscious mind. This was no metaphor! I have created many a great paintings opening myself up into a meditation where I have felt like, I was The instrument for which to paint the pattern of the raw energies of the universe. A free flow that comes over me, a great spirit like energy who guides my mind and channels onto the canvas. I didn't want to bore everyone though. ha! So in return who's to say which person has or has not had "Your" cosmic Consciousness since all brain fat is different various doors will open in different places in different surroundings. Like "My DiningRoom Table".

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