Thread by @sewneo

IT's some kind of proving ground? A "BATTLE SCHOOL",

...for souls that take on the mystery of flesh & drink the wine of forgetfulness:

Because there's so much to learn in forgetting

& in remembering again

& here we go with a thread?

Sometimes these prompts inspire me to aire

https://twitter.com/DM_Deyo/status/1403697147908853764

I hope it's not a bother that I used your tweet

I figure everyone wants

'INTERACTION'

...but at the same time we're wary of being seen.

Why are we here?
WTF even "is" all "this"?

My guy feeling is that we're in a place created--just for the reason--to change us

or allow us

allow us to change or stay the same

permission to self-enslave or realize divine emancipation

a world of confusion; for resolved clarity

& you have to chose it

or chose the sleep of automaton pattern making

I keep on making the same figure 8

until I don't anymore
what U do?

Are you still reading this?

When you share like this it goes on out to everyone that might read it

or ever find it

but in a way

I'm still only talking to you

WHY?

...because you asked it why

& it hurts to ask and hurts again to know
& to not know

or to be on this brink

SOUL SCHOOL

the mystery of "the god thing" awakening and hiding itself in dirt & air & in water & 'smokeless fire'

or the mystery of bee-tray-all

& the acceptance of the dents in your can

from the rocks on your course-way

"did i hit these rocks? or did the rocks hit me?"

Or we just say "it's turtles all the way down"

or Vonnegut says "so it goes"

...and it goes on.

I mean we can't just be here to suffer for nothingness, right?

There's a strength that comes from hurt.

IT's an invitation to awaken into something.

A more whole self?

phopren?

Can we just make up words to placehold the mystery?

I was born for Phopren.

It tells me suffering can be use-full
but to not cause suffering once I see it

an ancient cat clawing at the words of the apostle PAUL

digging in the clows and pluck-tugging down to sharpen

scripture

& a beer breeze in my face
memory

& the expanse of the beach
on the spac-if-ic side

the cat fades
and the ditto of the bible chunk blows curling against the waves

Please

tell me

shout to us

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS PLACE?!"

God?
Twitter?
@jack?

n-e-one?

THECHALLENGEROOM

God's special place to play the game with itself
the cycle that only happens once
but happens again & again
&forever
everything's changesall
& even thou it's perfect
& nothing changes
everything's changes
over & over
& barely even once

is it enough?

Is the apartment still there

In the city of leith? that had wont to remain seperate
from the kingdom of eden's-bourough?

stone sky-scrapers & the hidden whipped cream pornography?

A panoply of jungish symbols force fed

like the steel balls on the mechanical robo-rollercoaster,

in the window in Auburn, CA

Is it enough to just run out of steam
is the hole whirllled a bird's twitter
or the ball sin-terp-it-all?

no never enough but done.
I'm through

& i rote it 4 u

-sb

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