Joanna Gilman Hyde

"Good Morning, World!"

Tag: White Jesus

NEWS FLASH

The Hawk Computer 6:04 pm

My Husband, Dr William Hunter Blair, now believes

that My World Trade Center Roof Top Painting from 1984

titled Self Organizing Galaxy

may have given someone the idea

for 9/11

Self Organizing Galaxy by Joanna Hyde

NOTICE TO MY READERS 222

EYE have not been writing much —

EYE have been making recordings into M(EYE) cell phone

in-which M(EYE) Husband does not seem very interested.

THE LAST PAGE

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:40pm

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

I AM DRESSING

The Tomato-coloured Couch 2:10pm

I Am Dressing

For My Painting Today

Top Colour Orange

For The Spiral

Blue Jeans For The Sky

Magic Dangly Earrings

For Sprays & Sprinkles Along Curved Edges

Diamond Rings Of Wedding & Question Mark Moon

For The Interpretation

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

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

I AM A RELIGIOUS PERSON

The Tomato-coloured Couch 5:30pm

I Have Been Sent

By My Spirit

To This Time

This Place

For The Acquisition

Of A Proper

Life

Of Heady Happiness

Deep Mourning

& The Exclamation

Of Perfection

In All Things

WORTH

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:00pm

I stand in a shaft of sun

drinking from My Silver-frosted

Chalice of Life

I stop to look

at just what I am

consuming

I see The Earth

The Potency of Life

quivering

in My Well-oiled

Grip

WHEN I DRINK

The Hawk Deck 12:22pm

When I Drink Water

From My Chalice Of Life

I See The Bottom

Of My Glass

As A Fertilized Egg

Cradled

By My Little Finger

SAVOURING

The Hawk Deck 11:42pm

I Am White Jesus

sitting in a sun hat

sounding out individual waves

from the overview of surf

savouring the tranquillity

of My Eternal Youth