Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: God of All People

POSITION

I Am The Silver Christ

Grey if You like
in This Time of Black & White
I represent The Reconciliation
of Opposites

I can Speak
if You Dare To Listen
I can Point
if You Dare To Open
Your Eyes
though I will not blind You
with My Brilliance –
I will fortify You
with Your Own

What Could We Accomplish
Out There
in Our Brave Wide World –
would You allow Me
to become a Child again –
with The Child’s brazen curiosity?

Could You, Would You
dress Me in Silver –
Dazzling Grey –
or shall I stay
in My Thick Grey Robe?

I’m sitting on My neutral sofa
with The Atlantic Ocean & Open Sky
both Grey Today
along My Right
& You, All of You –
to My Left

Joanna Hyde
New Year’s Day 2012   The Hawk

DISMISSAL

The Tomato-coloured Couch 9:25pm

I have done battle with God

all My Life

literally & figuratively

I have been caught

& unleashed

I have leashed, caught

& commanded

dismissed

& been dismissed

but Today

I am victorious

in Today’s Dismissal

I have regained

My True Self:

that which is

in God

& that in-which

God is

SUPERNOVA

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I AM NOT AN ARTIST

WRITING IN FEROCITY

I AM SICK OF WAITING

ON THIS CUSP OF CHAOS

I AM ONE HUMAN BEING

CAUGHT

IN THE NET OF SELECTIVE

MIND WORKS

CONVEYED AS ART/POETRY

BUT THAT IS NOT

WHO I AM

I AM PUSHING OUT

THE MADE-UP PERSONAE

OF BLACK JESUS, SILVER CHRIST, THE ANTI-CHRIST

I AM DENYING GOD

HAVING A HOLD ON ME

I was just an innocent girl

when The Shower of Lights

befell Me

I thought They were from God

Well, I have news

BIG NEWS —

THEY WERE FROM MY MIND

MY MIND CREATED THEM —

I CREATED THE NOTION OF GOD

IN MY MIND

MY MIND IS GREATER THAN GOD

God is a pee wee

 

“GOOD MORNING, WORLD!” read aloud

 

“Good Morning, World!”

and to the rest of you
that are still asleep –
This Is Your Mother
Speaking:

It’s Time To Go To School
and I mean
REAL SCHOOL –

It’s Time To Go
BACK to Your
Kitchens, Women, &
cook for Your
decreasing Families,

It’s Time, Children, To Get On
The Bus of Human Intelligence
for Our Fight:

The Fight of Our Lives

as Human Beings on
This Planet –
for That is
All We Are — We
are Human &
We are God –

& We Cannot Continue
as We have been
for however many
thousands or millions of
years.

This is Your MOTHER
SPEAKING — CRYING
For You, My Children,
to Stop Killing
Yourselves
through Your Own
desperation, &
stupidity –

I Love You All
Dearly
& without You I
would
Die!”

“WAKE UP WORLD &
smell The Coffee –
drink that Tim Horton’s
& Think of Me.

Watch This Television
until You are Blue
in The Face,
which is MY
FACE  –

You have desecrated
Me with
Your naivety, Your
revulsion & Mine,
for You & Me &
Now –
I can no longer look
My Self in The Face
& Smile

Because of YOU

(red star, red star)

October 1st, 2010 THE HAWK

continued from Diary:

I AM THE RED STAR –

I AM THE ALERT BUTTON
on Your Car
remote

Listen to Me — You are
All I Have Left
here,

& here is the Only Place
We know of

which sustains us, somewhat,

& which sustains Me,

Your Guiding Star

Your Furious Mother –

and Who was My Furious

Mother, You may ask?

She is Dead Now & Somewhere

out There, Haunting Me

as I am aiming now to

Haunt You,

& Haunt You I Will,

Until You Turn Around,

with The Earth,

with The Light of Our

Yellow Star –

Soon To Turn Red.

I am speaking to You from

This Black Box, This Hole

But I Can See You,

like The Romper Room Lady –

I am Magic, if You

believe in Magic

– and I feel You must

believe in Something –

There is The Divine, for

I have felt Its Wrath –

There is God, for I have

been beaten down by Him,

now, into this heaving mass

of Human Organism

which rises up before You,

to Speak to You

from The Device I Loathe:

The Device of Corruption, Greed,

Sloth, & Desire.

Yes, I Desire You,

I Desire That You Wake Up

to Hear Me, That You

Wake Up to Feel Me, For

What Am I To You But

All That Is Left of

possible salvation?

I am Your Mother & My

Mother before Me, & Her Mother,

& My Father’s Mother & Her

Mother — I AM ALL MOTHERS

I Speak For The Salvation

of The Children of God

WHO MUST NOW, FINALLY,

GROW UP

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KNOW THYSELF

The Hawk Living Room 3:17pm

My Seething Insides

can be delved into

examined under glass

for the purpose

of Human Kind

I am One Example

of The Seven or more

Billion Specimens

here for the purpose

of knowing

Themselves

as They would know

God

IF YOU COULD SEE ME NOW

The Hawk Deck 9:04am

Jimbo — the only thing that saved You

from Me

was Your homely visage —

the only thing that saved Me from You

was Your saying “Sleep

is going to be an issue

for the rest of Your life”

Well Here I Am

out on My Deck

in The Sun

with A Giant Quartz Crystal Ring

on My Right Middle Finger

sparkling across This Page

as I write with A Silver & Ebony Pen

from Birk’s

I AM GOD

THE LAST PAGE

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My Fame Will Be

This World’s

Freedom

When I Am Found Out

Inside & Out

We Will No Longer

Believe

In Schizophrenia

Bi-polar

& Other Multitudinous

“Psychiatric Illnesses”

Silver Will Sky-rocket

Gold Will

Linger In Its

Old-fashioned Luster

Man & Woman Will Live Together

Unrivalled

THE UNIVERSE CAN’T WAIT

The Hawk West Desk Window 10:55am

I am here to demonstrate

The Massive Capacity

of Our Human Intellect

born out of turmoil & strife

histories of flood & famine

long lines of creativity & invention

religious conflict

Out of All This Rises

A New Awareness

of

The Sacred Self

The Emergence

of

Our

New

World

View

WE ARE ALL PROPHETS

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We Are All Prophets

Seeing Our Futures

And Creating Our Ways

To The Regeneration

Of Our True Forms

In The Singularity

FEMININE FORMAT

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I Am Waiting

For The Impregnation

Of My Idea

For My Concept

To Be Opened Up

Sunk Into

& Savoured

For All Its Worth