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INSANITY
REFLECTIONS
OF
INSANITY
By
LEGAL NOTICE
- Oscar Levant
PHANTASIAS
Phantasias,
forgotten arts.
Wounded as we embraced
the sun, our naked existence.
BILLIONS OF STRIDES
A pre-Socratic temptation.
Development, a progression
from myth to logos.
Approach modern ideals.
EXPLAINED & UNTAMED
A happy coincidence.
A solar eclipse.
Battle interrupted by
a celestial phenomena.
An ingenious geometer.
Measure of pyramids
& its shadow, dividing
the year into days.
We need to be awake in
our dreams, not to get our
thoughts caught in strange
puzzlement, headstrong
we proceed, the resistant.
It awaits,
those who awake.
THE INTERNAL REFLECTION
Simple fragments of
the whole, God’s true
perfection, above all
judgments & divine
proportions.
TZOLKIN
Secrets of rebirth
& purity.
Hand in hand we
watched the stone
mason's final blow
with the hammer.
A puzzling mystery.
Beyond the month
they call December.
BROKEN CHORDS
Metamorphosis long-overdue.
A street bum millionaire.
Hitchhikers on the fifth avenue.
Paradise or incarnation.
AEOLUS
Monolithic lines of
mass-murderers &
base heads.
Take a step forward.
Long sequences of
numbers, echoing,
yellow line exactness.
Chessboards &
Jack straws, can
we retain these
relationships?
Can we sustain
this treatment?
THE CONJURER
Strong feelings.
A dual nature.
Home & hearth.
Contrition, a reminder
of the transience of life.
Thrive by enemy scalps.
THE COGNITIVE PROW
I'm a destroyer
of beauty and shape.
A simple god
of unnecessary things.
Still in need of
intermediaries
between himself
& the gods he
once created.
Stimulated &
penetrated.
The virgin bled.
Visited by the
educated.
He dictated
change, & change
came celebrated.
Contemporary
& tolerated.
FUTURE ODYSSEY
No boundary condition.
Pleasing the gods & their
libidos, in this depraved
universe.
EMERALD OBSIDIANITE
Introduce me to the
diffused, the heartless.
Transform me into you,
a “light” in the darkness.
I am the usurper,
an emerald obsidianite.
Capsulated deep inside,
shining with false light.
THE BENGAL TWILIGHT
Forever above,
forever to shine.
THE AQUAMARINE
Trapped in this
upstate limbo.
Animals cover
the marble floor.
She is a religion
at the age of 17.
Her bible got
a glossy cover.
“Tell me more”,
she whispered,
“Tell me all”,
she demanded.
DEVOURER OF LIGHT
Enchanters of moonlight.
Fireflies swarm of hope.
Gather once more
the separated,
the Nazarite.
Reflections of waves,
absent are the shades.
A sunbeam rodeo.
Soft dandelion skin,
velvet hair & eyes.
A remainder of failed
ambition, a melan-
cholic melody.
A brief visitation of
Hubris, then the tears
from a father, devoted.
MENTAL DISMEMBERMENT
Disappointment in my veins.
Satisfaction inside my heart.
What remains?
Scattered feelings,
to drift apart.
Mental dismemberment.
Ambivalent, conflicts to come.
Pills met with wonderment.
Reality is bleak,
for some.
GEOMETRICAL INCOMPLETENESS
I have lost my
chemical friend.
Together we raced
towards ecstasy.
Who can blame
all those left behind.
Green,
sunken
& depressed
Once praised by
the men of the
yellow circle,
now, only a
geometrical
incompleteness.
An outcast
in the company
of eights.
The snake
that devours itself.
A stretched soul’s
last mistake.
Who among
your friends will
lend their hands.
Hearts,
forever fake.
ALUMINUM ENHANCED DAYS
Moaning,
while grasping
the crucifix.
PURIFIED BY FIRE
Offerings in righteousness.
Who can be righteous?
Offer unto Jehovah
& be purified by fire.
THIRD EYE OF SHIVA
What should I do
to obtain this cosmic
intelligence, this
eternally clear insight?
Empty,
sharp,
& dry.
Clustering in one-dimensional
space, the race for the next
structural pattern, who amongst
you will surrender to the mind,
surrender to the multiplicity
of concurrent agencies.
Toxic atmosphere.
Smog of considerable
effect, like a blanket
of elusive thoughts.
We traveled south to
Sussex, daydreaming
while strained
to chairs.
A mental wigwag
Selected to improve
our intellect, arguing
over meaningless
affairs.
Long hair.
Wind stalking her steps.
Leaves in a perfect harmony.
Like a whirlwind of secrets.
This broken heart has been kept.
Blood stains the florets.
lying like a
cold mannequin
on the ground.
NEWSPAPER LETTERS
Raindrops dripping
down the valance.
Soaked mats &
rhythmic pots.
Desperate seeking
the balance,
between what is &
what was.
Chained together
in total devotion.
Never to leave
Forever abductees.
CONJOINED
Streetlight flicker.
Embrace darkness,
live to offend.
Infested air,
this path seems endless.
Forever,
a red sky horizon.
Forever,
alone on this endeavor.
Forever.
Shine,
bright light.
BUBONIC FRIEND
7 men on a row,
24 heads high.
DUALITY
Cardboard home.
Self-abnegation:
Sunken deeper,
misery is infinitely.
Shaken by dreams,
woken gradually.
Cough out the new morning.
Begging for small change,
an everyday normality:
A sad duality.
THE DANCE
Dance my dear.
Dance as of death
was on your heels.
Dance my dear.
Dance as of death
was on your heels.
Dance my dear.
Dance to remember,
dance to forget.
Energy in a pure form
Sparkling, everlasting.
There is no longer a
need of religion.
We are all locked inside
this calm beast’s belly.
Forgotten languages
are spoken here.
Masked men behind
cyber names.
Hidden in ice
her heart longed.
He saw her with
his splendid vision.
Hesitation, will he
call her name?
Fire meets ice
A collision.
MADNESS OR DESIGN
Madness or design.
Wake up.
Left is only
madness &
its design.
MODERN DOWNFALL
Alone.
I observe darkness play with light.
Whirling, they embrace each
other like weak shades of gray.
Alone.
I understand time and the
game of forever, keg to keg.
The torque is total.
Alone.
I cry of joy, the music stops.
The sun rises out of its
cradle.
THE WISH
to be healed.
DEATH & VULTURES
Water, a symbol of
purification, the flood,
common in all dying
cultures, our history
prevents us from creating
new connections.
Look inside
the doorway
of future
memories lost.
Will you whisper
my name even
when I’m gone?
My ideas,
one to realize,
one to toss.
Endless streams
of negativity:
“Please consume,
you must”
A chain of reactions
will follow,
emotions brought
to the surface.
Anger,
hope &
sorrow.
Let me follow
these white birds.
Becoming a shadow,
endlessly in the dark.
Hunting without
a meaning
or purpose.
SUNDERED WORLDS
These creators
of machines &
sundered worlds.
Same men,
different uniforms.
In the shadow of
the tallest pine,
they laugh in
their new disguise.
PARADIGM SHIFT
Our future.
A paradigm shift.
AFTERGLOW
Chasing a shadow
under the pale light
of a white dwarf.
Backwards they chant
as time seizes to exist.
Density to great,
degenerate matter.
No more reactions
of fusion.
To catch the
shadow,
I insist.
The endless
mass follows
the hearse.
FIELDS OF COTTON
Shimmery nights,
cover your eyes.
Memory released,
free & in flight.
For all those who stood,
strong brave & bright.
Mysterious Hekate.
Whisper your secrets.
Before the day awakes,
we who are born sacred.
A coalition of dreams.
Life, death & rebirth.
Your cyclic movement,
huntress of those below.
THE RITUAL
“Cover me…”
“Cover me in this
ghoul ridden fog”
THE BREAKING
Receiver of a
pretended kiss.
Once again the
red candles are lit.
Open windows,
invitations.
As they stand
you choose to sit.
Nocturnal sins
& obscure thrills.
Moonlight serenades.
Catch the elusive current.
“Take over,
we lost control.
Wait for the next
command”
Snowflakes falls.
Melts away on
white symbols:
“This is not what
we’ve planned”
Surrounded by
cheap wood.
Forever trapped
in their youth.
These men don't
have a tomorrow.
There are no more
songs to sing.
Wide roads
kept narrow.
A PARADISE ABSCONDED
Duels beneath
stormy seas.
Greedy thoughts
of a rich man
& his pipeline
connections:
Sundried fantasies
& shale gas future.
At their expense
& our dollar
driven reason.
MONOTONE DIALOGUES
Death is something
that scares me.
I can make fun of it,
laugh about it.
But deep inside my
unconscious mind,
I’m as afraid as the
newly woken child.
Released from a
nightmare.
Desperate we try to
live life to the fullest.
Eager to share our new
adventures, all these lies
are told in utter despair.
For all those who are
trapped, monotone
dialogues,
zapped.
WISDOM OF DEATH
Wisdom of death
releases the spirit.
Sets it free, give it
broad majestic wings.
Heartbeats inside
my head, stiffen
limbs & dry mouth,
overslept intellect.
These frequencies
of feelings, like
waves they travel.
A stammering dialect.
Only faraway do
you notice me.
Eyes meeting eyes
A success?
TIDES OF SAND
Colorless streams,
wild & free.
Monochromatic reality.
Only imagination
holds the key.
In search for
“the endlessly”
Horizon introduces
earth with sky.
Cumulus white,
suddenly,
beating wings,
dreams to come,
dreams in flight.
This painted
passion.
A canvas of
irrationality.
Color it in your mind,
strokes of perfect
cyclicality.
IDIOSYNCRASY
How are we to
interpret the end
of our own existence?
Through a catchy
tune & a flash
white smile?
THE DESERTER
My heart is tangled
It has gone dark &
darkens still.
Conceptualize my paradigm.
Change the fabric of reality.
Predicate logic, quantifiers.
No problems of undecidability,
a marriage of theories, a unifier.
Strong in its ambiguity.
BRIDGE OF FIRE
Protect me before
the vengeful clouds
thickens,
before I enter
his
underworld
kingdoms.
TIME
Swollen of lobsters
& Russian caviar.
Grandiose overdose.
Psychoanalyzed.
To swallow pride
& giving head.
HORSES & ANACHRONISM
Velvet interior.
48 oz bronze.
Polished:
“A nice ride?”
We circle the
casket.
Tilted heads.
Astonished
by the idea
of death.
Our fingers
plays on the
cool surface:
“To expensive?”
OUR ZEITGEIST
Bombardment of
slight diffused &
naked messages,
become a sponsor.
Follow my brethren
through the pearly
gates, forget all of
life’s hardship & hate.
Follow my brethren,
Plague, death & strife.
They who swept you
away from childhood
games.
Follow my brethren
into the uncertain end.
Into afterlife, into the
bone-white plains.
THE GLOWING ANKH
Information told by
the misinformer.
Voices are monotone.
Dreams controlled.
Reality is a torture.
Happiness postponed.
Logical metalanguage.
Dimmed synopses.
Not to sacrifice the
already existing.
Only by fire
can we let our
feelings roam.
SUBVERSION
I have heard of
psychological
subversion:
I visited in my dream
a place long gone.
The air was filled
with strange laughter.
Water was absorbed
by hasty clouds.
In my dream I was
simple, known as
the visitor.
A stranger of
unmeasured
dimensions.
A purple vision.
I began to point
at the pale faces.
All shapes became
stretched.
All colors
became faded.
Quality
is measured by
those who are trained.
On a long line they stand.
Nodding to the beat of
the machine.
Yellow helmets
create the letter P.
As it is seen from the
men above.
Back on the concrete
they are all ignored.
A man is measured
by the quantity of
what he produces.
Not by the quality
of his
dreams.
WANDERING THOUGHTS
Visualize the
Euclidean algorithm
as she pulls silver
from your hair.
Is she a positive
integer?
Created to divide
without a remainder.
She smiles,
once again your
thoughts
wander.
THE PIQUANT
Go to them straightaway.
A manmade maze of dirt.
The galactic pinwheel.
Will I die as in Macbeth?
Enemies & hasty friends.
He introduced himself
as a libertine, took her
under his wing at the
age of fourteen.
Unrestrained
by morality,
religion
or law.
Emphasis on violence.
Never love or romance.
Proponent of
extreme freedom.
Where to go my Marquis?
The Bastille or the
Conciergerie.
MASK OF SANITY
Delicate symbols
hides the truth.
Deranged letters
of hideous claims.
Medieval approach.
Modern departure.
This mask of sanity,
slipping gradually.
To be reinvented in
your dreams, a lustful
fantasy of the exterior.
To become broken by
the world, a weak
soul’s dark interior.
The memories
fade by time.
Sun bleached
& stained.
RADICAL IDEAS
Disappear into a
Shakespearean dream.
The shadowy realm of
the unconscious.
God's abstractness.
A non-empirical idea.
To imagine something
greater, is it to gain
knowledge of god’s
existence?
Is the conception
of theology, only
civilization's crux
for morality?
Vegetable heads
planted in rows.
Fertilized by ideas
from the scarecrow.
Individual victory
comes with the
farmer’s plow.
Harvested,
only to be left
rotting
in the sun.
CUP OF TEARS
Movement by order.
Light as a feather.
A birthday present
from headstrong
pranksters.
SONS & DAUGHTERS OF ATON
An English dessert.
Served at its best.
BEATING HEART CHARIOTEER
I have become
my father,
a walking travesty.
Ground down
by centuries
of work.
Ambition
without modesty.
It’s a lonesome walk.
In the shade of
the company sign,
he cried.
False friends
& hauberks.
With historical precision,
they will try to
thrust their daggers
into his back.
A chronological
recognition.
The company hands
out a golden watch,
false farewells &
desserts.
WINDS OF INNOVATION
It passed through
the hearts of men.
As a welcoming chill
up their spines.
Will we welcome
this sudden change?
Transistor radios &
post war designs.
According to others,
it can be measured,
limp or in salute.
Appendage versus a
rubber substitute.
A denial of masculinity.
ECHOES OF PLEASANT PHRASES
Fingerlike branches
tapping the window.
Reaching out for those
covered in comfort.
Embraced by motherly
love, slowly the dreams
went back to that sunny
place, to that harmless
play.
THE ARAB SPRING
Welcome my presence.
Once more the deep
sleep emerges.
Subordinate creativity.
I’m standing at the
threshold.
Information
& ultimatums.
WORDS FROM THE DEAD
Corporate powers
& corporate greed.
Street propaganda &
open-source regimes.
Squeezed by layers.
The middle man.
Intellectual property.
Tyranny & dreams.
OLIGARCHS & FAILED METAPHASES
Within my heart
wolves cry aloud.
Temporary tamed
& civilized.
Dreams of travel,
dreams of distance.
The call of nature,
the wilderness.
“Pressure creates
a lustful drama”
Receivers &
transmitters.
THE FORMULA
Complex ,
nucleus,
clean.
THORNS