Sunday, November 17, 2013

The Human Comedy

Let the leading edge
As you revel in the human comedy
Where your very existence
Hangs on a few words
Spun into the threads of information
Illuminated in the mourning dew
Your awareness clung to
O’er the wide world’s one long night
Spilling many rivers of language
Into the fading of your consciousness
And pouring your carefully reasoned words
To run along the trails of dreams
Stuck in a spiraling web
Making sure to find the clean grey light
Of a foggy-headed morning
You’ve waited all your life
For the truth of Reason’s prophecies
To disrobe
Unveiled and nude
In your delicate longing
Obsessive and compulsive
And meditating on the violence of the sea
As the waves that would set us
Rocking to and fro
For the logical outcome to prevail
In the drama of your thought
Ebbing with the human tides
Towards a climax – la petite mort
And reaching for a dry cloth
To cover You again


Jason Greendyk, www.jasongreendyk.com

Friday, November 8, 2013

Digitalization of Lifeworld

Peering on the river
Far below
And following its guide
Through the vestige of cognizance
An office held
By some eastern concept
Diluted in the jade
Umbrella pinning your thoughts
Dawning the restrictions
Of your existential bipartite
It was then well outside
The geometric streamlining of wealth
Where the digitalization of the lifeworld
Came true
And at last you were consumed
In your wanting
To embark the Digital River
The moments past
Where you peered into infinity
Converged on the other shore
Your soul branded
In crossing the desert of language
In spanning the digital divide
The great expanse of the rising SEA
Elevating the standards of your thoughts
And enclosing the departed bank
In an apparent horizon left behind
For the absolute held taught
A god thrown into the water
And reminiscing the dry hills
Of the valley of death
Wherein you once walked
Through the shadow of technology
And the logic was divine
An embellishment of Reason
That guided your steps
In straight lines
Along the taut strands of human consciousness
Once a figment of your imagination
Now mere a fragmented integration of information
In the image of its categorical derivative
Saved on the cloud
To be executed at the Second Coming
The united existence of all
Consumed incorporate philosophy

So be it then in your daily asunderings
And flights of self
Wore on the selfsame yolk of your freedom
Engraved in the diligent marks of 2011
The year of collaboration
And the great convergence
When all things tended together
And spoke to one another
For the first time
All over again 
Déjà vu au courant
Another deep dive
Into the communal emotion
Of greyed eyes’ already seen
Bedazzlement
With the colorful uniformity of pop culture
A communism of the spirit
Uttered through the aggregated mass appeal
Of individual context
And staged for the world to analyze
In the wake of superstitious Reason
Left behind in crossing
The desert of language pervades your thought
Did you flee the light again?
In the gentle coloring of fall
The city’s modest greenery affords
The nurture of a natural aesthetic
Saturating your thoughtless echoes
In the vast simplicity bearing your soul
Through redundant motions
Rotating fast
And gestures of your spine
The wind threatened to buckle
For fear the awareness of a pattern
Would wipe you clean
Selfless for science and purpose
Save your mystery in a stateless environment
And the contrast tending to black
A linea negra la cruz bête noire
Midnight river running your impregnated soul
To be born again
Along the straight line of human Reason
In the divine consciousness
Of empty space
Your stark opposite
Hung across
Would you open your eyez
In the darkest silence of your voice?
See the world all over again
Déjà vu au courant
Nada for nada la vida no vale
Aging in your idols
The twilight to be borne
Now come my son
Emerge into the new light of your innocence
To clear your free space in the cloud 
A ceremony we perform


 Jason Greendyk, www.jasongreendyk.com

Sunday, November 3, 2013

A New Light of Innocence Shone Through the Moving Forest of Ideas

Father
Mother

My child my spirit
Listen well to your photosynthetic soul
As ‘tis the vessel which will
Feed on light
In the blossom shall you grow

For I can hear your heartbeat
Shrouded in the silence of the spheres
Resounding as you come to life
Sweet lullaby my ears

And from out the shadows of your chiaroscuro
In spiritus mundi were you writ
As I felt the comfort of the Gods
The day your great conception came to light

A shone foreshadowing of some perfect bliss
Written in the one long night

Thy womb at once inhabited
Grade to color out from black
As the light began to sing
Of the spheres’ grandfathered plan
A numeric prophecy unfolding

Observing the progress as love’s
Pure forward motion
Embellishes with each
Dramatic embrace

As bounding forth, life
Swift takes pace
And claims the lead
God blessed

The shadows of your once world
Recede away into their
Enlightened cowardice
And all that stands
The illuminated walls of a sheer whole

For through transparent curtains
We can see to the core
Of your very becoming existence

As they scan the
Image in broad form
And fill its whole
With soulful nourishment
The expression of humanity
Bred with pure love

Proceeding straight from the heart
To live unto forever
In perpetual amazement
Weaving a tapestry of light
In the joyful synchronization
Of your forthcoming soul
And the setting of the spheres
Ebbing from dreams
That exclaimed a new life forevermore

Courted by the blessed
Vetted by those who longed
Answered only by the word of God

Free only by His Love
Through the work of the soul
To be shared with golden doves of happiness
Stand in the light of children playing
And meeting with the laughter
And applause of angels
Gentle violin of thy love

In the Kingdom of Heaven
There was always you
Uniting our existence
Your peace be your gift
To the Gods anew, anointing
The pleasures of this truth
Without a shadow of doubt

In deliverance teems life
God’s messenger ripe on the wind
Delicate wide innocent eyes
Faeries of the angels
Joyous to know
The truths that will deliver you

The growing body of lush
Design that dressed
The pregnant soul you cherish
Matched you to your soul’s mate
And covered you in warmth

Every day I watch Sun rise
As if I were her birthing mother
Having found my paternal heart
In you
The long night our souls were one

When?

Why all this life
And those’ve passed
Having witnessed Mother Earth give birth before
And in thee I can become
The child in my soul

Embrace the offered blessing
The blessing of one’s covenant with God
The blessing of tracing that
Which was written in the stars of your heart

The child of the spheres
To emancipate the rose blush scent
Of flowering happiness

Echoing angelic elegies
A fragrance of sheer bliss
The souls of passions aflame
In the flickering material

The pious forms that enlighten
The glowing of your face

Floating in your mind
The candlelight rise
An article of faith
A child’s haven for your eyez

The bodies of beckoning cloudz
That move beneath the stars only to
Let them shine in their joyousness

Blessed angel of the inner child
Doth come of heart
To speak true prophecy

A growing notion something will be
The relaxation of the violin to rest

Some aspects of life are not to be forced
Can only be enticed by peaceful serenity

I am a valley of serenity
The river flows on through me
Always steady moving forward
The child who will always love you
Always have your heart and soul
Line the tip of your romance tongue

When the paired wings of smiles
To come carry the steady current
Of today as the receding waves
Of yesterday continue to fuel tomorrow

To color the laughter
And cradle a higher ground
Out from an Earthly mannerism
She thought, expressed
Lifting her lightened
Pregnant body like feathers in the wind
Swiftly blessed
A halo o’er the mind

When the essence of your being is
Sheer and accentuates your reality
Contours like carving the stone of
A riverbed canyon

Telling dear time
Her contractions and expansions
Having lived so passionately
In the new light of innocence

When the wondrous thoughts of existence
Roam without Reason through the moving
Forest of ideas that are conceived
On the waters of the heavens

A current always moving forward
A reaching into the new life of futures fast
Violin’s strings enlightened
And many rivers of thought
Running your impregnated mind
Giving birth to be free

Your spirit has been thrown…

All I want the spheres
To whisper to your spirit
That all is right in the world
That your being will be a bountiful echo
In the vast reiterations of time

Of life…

And the power of your intellect
Will open wide
Sweetly called

Of birth…

As your eyes level to birth the sun
Through futures on the horizon
And paint a scene the spheres would sing
As an ode to bless new Love

Of conception…

Our angel of a child
We’ve conceived of thee in pure Love
Caressing the gesture
Out of a living God

Conceive your spirit in the name of your
Soul…

And the river of time will deliver you
As the current flows steady on

Rejoice your soul in the name of your
Art…

In the still pond of a mother’s vision…

A passionate reflection of father’s racing mind…

There was always you

And a new light of innocence was shown.



Jason Greendyk, www.jasongreendyk.com