168.THE STREETS, THE STAR

168.THE STREETS, THE STAR

168.THE STREETS, THE STAR ALGEBRA OF VIRASORI DESCRIPTION Eternity melting at its tip one AUM infinitely passing its hastas time in its torrid and monotonous afternoons tearing apart the elemental haspas of secrets, to the compass of L am I of the drums of the sea, the coast and nothingness in its impenetrable jubilation. and another voice here and another voice well HERE HUMMING A MOAN I AM Like a diamond opal. But, LOOKING FOR A RIDDLE I AM Carry in front of the loopholesAUM Rounded to the edge of the cliffsLOST And the feather bag.I AM AUM Pick up a spur in your fluff,I `m Drop a sunny gold rag Among the peoples tear it up and thenTAT TUAM ASI Cover it up.I`n la kech How the plagues of man I am another tu are covered With the seven religions. the wave and each throbbing star With other. looking at each other and looking at us until the precipice Wear it as a pinunfolding. Tree of Life; The noise and face to face all moving away Of the anguish and the going, in the shipwreck of the race of leaps and bounces As a certificate, of the escapes and of the holdings. Not as a complaint, we are all digging in our looks To place it in a museum of eternity. divided in twelve with the reflection escaped from its mirror but one plus one plus the other unfolded we will return to the switched splendor of the diaphanous full burst and crystal without noise and mirrorless. I am intangible and innate to the sound of the drums and flutes like imploding secrets; as involute and reciprocal siren, bewitching;

fishing in the delirious impreterite background Of the ductile gorge of eerie, Of the other strange door that denies me My way to the scaffold. To cure this astronaut suit of eternities. Reincarnation of a hermit and an alchemist In perfect marriage, As the speaker with the unintelligible. To the unnamable, fallen, convincing him of his folly. He wanted to assemble a single ladder; Of pyramids and kundalinis; Of steps and yinas. So that Quetzacoalt would entangle himself in it. The feathered serpent and so his jaws between his beak Would fly towards the esoteric gift and the chalice , Of the Tetragrammaton. Satisfaction Of the adventure Like a diamond opa

and innate to the sound of the drums and flutes like imploding secrets; as involute and reciprocal siren, bewitching; fishing in the delirious impreterite background Of the ductile gorge of eerie, Of the other strange door that denies me My way to the scaffold. To cure this astronaut suit of eternities. Reincarnation of a hermit and an alchemist In perfect marriage, As the speaker with the unintelligible. To the unnamable, fallen, convincing him of his folly. He wanted to assemble a single ladder; Of pyramids and kundalinis; Of steps and yinas. So that Quetzacoalt would entangle himself in it. The feathered serpent and so his jaws between his beak Would fly towards the esoteric gift and the chalice , Of the Tetragrammaton. Satisfaction Of the adventure Like a diamond opal