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28.03.2019, 13:08 | #1 |
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Love of fire
written in Sitges, Spain, the 6 of March 2019
LOVE OF FIRE my beloved fire, you are the energy of life and you awake the frozen world of crystalks to flowing, flowering, steaming and pulsing life. Your heat gives to the Great One its liquid state, your soul is the essence of every living being. Underworldly fire, glowing deep under the bedrock- melting and blowing its way through the frozen rock and soil towards the surface, creating new land by lava flows. Flowing fire energy in the earth whirling under my feet, flowing into me and up my spine, hot electric waves and updrafts filling my body along my spine with magic exciting heat, entering again and again the base of my spine and pumpimg extatic and electric waves of unknown hypnotizing power and energy, glowing warm flow of magic elexir of life blowing my mind from underneath to overwhelming erotic energetic charges better than all drugs together, streaming in my hight voltage electrified body sending intense orgasmic shockwaves of electric fire into my glowing body like a geysir of power from below, carrying me and making me take off like a rocket, like a volcano in extatic spasms of repeated high energy eruptions, electric power exploding with insane intensity into me again and out of me, blowing my mind into the stars and transforming me into a blazing and glowing pump of volcanic dimensions taking in and erupting out with violent energetic pulsions again and again my body being lifted into the stars and blowing electric plasma into the next world. Seconds like minutes, the orgasmic fire pump seems not ending and only slowly the spasms appease. Beloved fire. Fire of life, column of heaven and tree of life. Flower of fire and magic ritual that leads directly into the next dimension. Love of fire, earths and lifes fire energy flowing into me from beneath and spiraling around my body towards the sky, connecting with the heavenly fires that have magnetic energy and a wild ride on light like a man rides a horse. Fire in the sky and fire in the eyes. The cold fires and the distant fires- warm fires and the plasma infernos. Slow smoldering, rusting, digesting, rotting, decaying, transforming, eating away. Blazes, spontanuous combustion, ignation, illumination, burning, flaming, dancing and flying fires. Fire purifying and revealing the true nature of things. Smoke, steam, coals and ashes. Volcanic bombs and metal shrapnell. Hollow charges, cutter charges and missile launchers. Lasers, rockets, engines, artillery and guns. Blasting, demolishing, burning down, shattewring high explosives and slow exploding pressure explosions, steam explosions, underwater explosions and pressure explosions. Blowing away, smashing shockwaves of supersonic bangs. Earthquakes, ash rain and nuclear fires. Atomic and hydrogen bombs, napalm and phosphorus fires. Glowing gazes and forest fires. Backdrafts and fire in the sky- underwater lava pillows and camp fires. The fire of the spirit and of life, fire of creativity and fire stones, fire wood and fire glasses. Fires of sacrifice and of communication. Fire, my beloved fire, you know everything I gave to you and tell it to all those who still have the fire of life. Fire, you light my chillum, you safe my life in cold winter nights and are my only friend in the dark. You shine and light my way. You help me working, fixing and melting things, softening metals and burning pottery, my beloved fire you heelp me harden wood and dry things, cook my food and make the first warm dring in the morning under the stars, you make toxic food edible, you cook and wash for me and you burn a way ahead of me in the djungle of life. Fire, my only friend in so many cold, dark nights- frightening were the few nights without you. Fire, your speed and energy are unmatched, i spend hours making pictures of your beautiful flowers, the flames, listening to their sound falling asleep. Your flames dancing and revealing the infinite creativity of your appearances and fire spirits of the most beautiful and exotic, erotic shapes without limits. Beloved fire, you can be my beautiful little flame or a breathtaking blaze that transforms everything in its way. How many hundreds and thousands of hours have I spend allone with you my fire in the deserts, on the cold mountains and besides lakes and the dark sea at night. How many people you have made happy and appeased singing or dancing around my beautiful campfire under the summer night star skies in our eyes and on our dark skin the red glow of your love, my beloved fire. |
28.03.2019, 19:48 | #2 |
Dear topaz,
your poem could be mirroring the love for fire in Zoroatrianism -ganter- |
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28.03.2019, 22:02 | #3 | |
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Zitat:
Some years ago I was in my garden in Germania burning piles of poems and paintings in order to save the life of a little insect that had been killed by a car close to my garden. At that moment a friend from Iran came by to visit and was not so astonished as others as in this culture are still remains of the usage of fire as a magic medium like internet only much better cause there is a connection between real fire and the fire in the spirit of people still alive and capable of love. I counterchecked that so many times giving infos to the fire that only I know and then my friends still alive all knew this info later when I asked them. Maybe the tradition got also lost cause some responsables didnt give everything to the fire but kept some stuff for other purposes. And even more important, it seems to me, as I made quite some research on that topic that a fire that you manage to keep burning for a long time gets wiser and has more confidence in you just like a wild animal. Theres so much more interesting stuff about fire, for poetic science or scientific poems to be written. I also base my writings on the Vedas of India which contain some grains of original thoughts from the past. Seems to not be a good thing to light a fire and then kill it. Would be ideal to light a fire once in your life and then take care of it like of a livinbg being, fire therefore becoming a close and wise and trusting friend. good night |
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29.03.2019, 18:45 | #4 |
Like internet – but better Oh no, dear topaz, inspiration that fire gives us, must not be misunderstood as a simple news medium, like a Bush Drum.
May Shruti enlighten you! -ganter- |
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30.03.2019, 11:44 | #5 |
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oh no.
dog is god and god is a dog shit happens. i always knew it. sorry smoked too muchos chillum this sunrise and dancing so made my head turn round as well, see you in a better shape later boys. topaz |
30.03.2019, 18:04 | #6 |
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