WE ARE ALL PROPHETS
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:10pm
We Are All Prophets
Seeing Our Futures
And Creating Our Ways
To The Regeneration
Of Our True Forms
In The Singularity
The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:00pm
I Am Waiting
For The Impregnation
Of My Idea
For My Concept
To Be Opened Up
Sunk Into
& Savoured
For All Its Worth
Barrington Passage 3:50pm
My Private God
is Public Now
ANYBODY CAN SEE HER —
The Beautiful Dark Haired Woman
with An Orange Blossom
at Her Left Ear
She came to Me
after a fight with The Big Guy
Who was trying to get Me
to serve Him:
I declared to Him
“I will not serve God —
I will NOT — I will
serve only My Self!”
& then I realized I was
THE MOST SELF-ISH PERSON
IN THE WORLD —
to be called to serve God
& to REFUSE
only to serve My Self?
And that’s when My Own God appeared —
Her Beautiful Dark Head
protruded from My Right Shoulder
as if I had two heads
She spoke the most melodious words
I had ever heard —
ANYBODY CAN HEAR HER:
“You know The Meaning Of Life
and so You are a Star,
so go to sleep”
The Hawk Deck 1:15pm
I am on The Verge
of Something Big
drinking from The Cup of Life
watching rustling leaves
along The Hedge
with fog wafting past
opening out to Me
the interwoven
sustenance
of calling birds
& One
Steady
Fog
Horn
The Tomato-coloured Couch 3:10pm
Once there was a little girl
whose mother died from a brain tumour
& the little girl didn’t sleep for four days
On the fourth day, March 31st 1993
the little girl looked for a sign
that she was going to be al-right
& the phone rang —
a nurse from the hospital was calling
to see if the little girl was al-right
& when the little girl said:
“DoDo, I Don’t Know How I Am”
The Nurse said She Would Come Right Over
The Little Girl hung up the phone
& went into Her Mother’s Kitchen
(but She doesn’t remember why)
whereupon She was struck
with the realization of an all-knowing
all-seeing Presence
She didn’t know what had just happened
so She went back to the daybed
where She had been trying to sleep
& as She sat, was sitting
The Cathedral Ceiling above
suddenly filled with Silver Streaks
of Light
Showering Down Upon Her
as She Cried Out
“Oh My God!
OH MY GOD!
OH MY GOD!”
The Tomato-coloured Couch 7:30pm
When I had My Shower of Silver Lights
over twenty years ago
I transferred
The Totality of God
on & into My Self
& spoke of It as such
ever since
Until Today
I spoke It all again
to a beautiful brown-haired woman
& by so doing
I
have
become
OURS