In a world of things and wanting the desirous eyes

the fleshy temptation; the sensuous conceit are

fleeting

but bear such strength that the human

has to rise to a better view

Continue reading “In a world of things and internet of things;the wanting-the desirous eyes-the fleshy temptation-the sensuous conceit:are fleeting heartbeats and lifelong aches”

In a world of things and wanting the desirous eyes

the fleshy temptation the sensuous conceit are

fleeting

but bear such strength that the human

has to rise to a better view

Continue reading “In a world of things and internet of things the wanting-the desirous eyes-the fleshy temptation-the sensuous conceit:are fleeting heartbeats and lifelong aches”

Engineering the Reality Principle and Passive Suicide with LUST

What is reality? Even though we all share the environment-the space-the earth-not one of us in the cosmos shares the same reality.

We may think we do but we don’t.

It could be construed as the ship sinks we all go down but do we-do we even Continue reading “Engineering the Reality Principle and Passive Suicide with lust”

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/m0005f10

what lies beneath the strange pleasure of unquenchable

thirst-what is this endless desire line with no turn

to feel to touch to hold to kill with kisses Continue reading “Desire Line Shortcuts with ‘Josie Long’ is the perfect metaphor to describe how we became magnetised”

Human love is four sided

It is more than a double entendre,

beginning, foreplay, climax, end

its intensity knows no bounds

the central is avarice and deep

it is wet slippery depraved and then you weep

When There Are Four Sides to Human Love

When There Are Four Sides to Human Love

    When There Are Four Sides to Human Love

    saint peter

    One day upon a time sat the roosting eagle

    He knew

    This day would come

    Inexorable and bewitching the breath

    Of day scorched the earth and the

    Moon stared back

    Oceans blue surged

    And destiny was woven

    In golden thread

    He followed her

    Laying down

    The past

    The present

    The future

    Eclipsed

    Dead

     

     

     

    Saint peter

    One day upon a time sat the roosting eagle

    He knew

    This day would come

    Inexorable and bewitching the breath

    Of day scorched the earth and the

    Moon stared back

    Oceans blue surged

    And destiny was woven

    In golden thread

    He followed her

    Laying down

    The past

    The present

    The future

    Eclipsed

    dead

     

     

     

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