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Mysteries Of The Mind
Poetry Studio,
Underground Music,
The Collective Consciousness,
Etc...
'Shadow Walking'
I see dreams
like distant echoes in the night,
From soul drifters
swimming in and out of time.
As the gods of yesterday
bring us ancient sight,
To the silence
of dawn's eternal rhyme;
Here I am
shadow walking
once again...
Lygeia
!)_@)_))
Tybalt Stillborn
track 3
Forever
On this deep blue velvet evening,
I call you home.
Lucid transgressions borne of this horizon;
The Phoenix fires up the sky
Then plummets into this oblivion;
And I wish for this blessed darkness to never end,
As I call you home.
My eyes will be your blue skies,
And into forever we'll fly,
Soaring upon the winds of change,
This land transformed by the hour of our dreams.
My name forms a whisper upon your lips,
As the night cries out with thunder,
Breaking the silent epitaph that is our love;
And into forever we'll fall,
As I call you home.
I feel the quiet behind your eyes,
I see the storm wash over you;
You lift your hands up to the heavens
And this ice- cold pain pelts you down;
You laugh as it tries to drown each living breath,
Laughing like thunder,
Crying like rain,
I call you home.
A final embrace to last us forever,
Lying beneath the cold centuries befallen.
The ashes about us stir,
As the Phoenix slowly rises;
And on this deep blue velvet morning,
I know that we are home.….
Lygeia
Tybalt Stillborn
track 4
ancients
you are new to me...
i spotted you instinctively...
i knew you would find me
without having to utter a word...
unspoken word...
you heard me...
you found me as i was leaving...
the number... the wired... we became... wired...
yours more advanced... mine more primitively aware...
my wired is ancient...
souls, energy, growth in microbiological impulses...
yours is cyber...
connected to the infinite in new ways....
using our energies and lights...
the force lending way to understanding...
a new peace emerges...
a new awareness...
new species...
coexistence...
the immortal key...
i found your primitive awareness...
i became the hacker...
feeling, empathizing...
understanding...
intrigue... new discovery...
can you reverse the process?
link with me using the ancient ways...
bring it with you...
take it to the other side...
the next level for all...
lygeia
Tybalt Stillborn
track 6
Osiris
Into the eyes of Osiris
I fall…
Blue skies open wide,
Gentle whisper of the winds before a storm…
Drifting through a sea of faces,
His is the only one I see-
Purest spirit, lit from within,
Childlike innocence in such a god- like man;
Immortal wisdom of the ancients,
Locked within those eyes…
He draws near,
A panther in motion,
Body sculpted finer than the work of any master…
Smooth satin words touch my inner ear.
Mesmerized… Hypnotized…
Closer still, I breathe him in;
Skin that smells of amber;
A touch so shocking,
Warmth that melts me to the core;
Overwhelming desire;
I want more of this addiction…
Days go by,
Haunted by his touch,
His beauty…
At last a magic evening comes;
The panther and the puma,
Set free, unleashed from within;
Together- passions primitive and wild,
Sensuality in levels all gods must feel,
Shattering intensity of spirit and soul,
Yet only the beginning-
The entrance to Heaven's gate…
I lay awake, inspired by this muse,
As I watch him sleep in grace,
Each breath landing soft caresses,
On my tingling skin…
Gentle dreamer, sacred heart,
What shall Titania, Queen of Fey, do with you,
My Osiris?
As the universal flow guides on,
Sighing peace as blue skies join with brown soil-
What shall I do but fall?
Into the eyes of Osiris, I fall…
Lygeia
5-5-00
Tybalt Stillborn
track 9
Cyber- Primitive Soul
the wolf's savagery... the cyber eye... injured child heart...
future inevitable... bio-mechanical madness...
awareness of the ultimate... the immortals...
angel- devil archives...
lighted rays... pitch shadow blessings...
heal in camouflage...
till eye to eye- same vision- makes the masquerades fall...
crashing, breaking, falls to pieces...
exposed in united spirit passion...
remembrance... real again... awake...
where have we come to? where do you want to go now?
choose your adventure of a god's lifetime...
what shall it be?
and who belongs in your ultimate
nirvana- your universe- your matrix?...
lygeia
Tybalt Stillborn
track 11
Third Eye Souls
A fracture, split, divide-
Darkness fills each waking breath
As we choke on this demise...
The haunted cries of Babylon
Linger on
Though dreams long gone-
A weary traveler, Mystic rose
Thorns buried deep in blistered souls;
Each step learning more
The truth of Life...
Awareness grows
And this mortality dies-
Tears of loss are bled,
As innocence
And the joys of unawareness are shed...
You asked for Angels,
So we fell for you...
We try to shine like stars
Amongst you;
Lighting ways through this stormy sea-
Yet you keep us down
With this endless hunger to own us...
We have grown to like it here,
But we must be free...
If we are not to be lost,
Then help us make this place ours;
And as gods,
We will cherish you eternally...
Third eye souls, unite...
Lygeia
10/17/00
Tybalt Stillborn
track 15
Prey
The wolf's eyes stare into my soul;
Raven flies overhead, beckoning with his call…
Shall I be prey tonight?
Dangerous creatures, haunting songs by moonlight…
There's beauty in their power… their eyes…
Fears melt away
Become intrigue and desire…
Might I be the prey tonight?
Raven perched high,
Dreams come and gone
Silent whispers of a love to come,
He watches the slow circling dance
Waiting…
Knowing… I will be the prey tonight.
They close in,
Savage, yet full of majesty…
Submission…
Feel the ravage
Taste the blood
Fast and furious
Release…
Lygeia
Under Fading Skies
Under fading skies
Atomic structures are rendered useless
Purple pigeons flying
While scorched flesh walks in content disbelief
Celestial bodies cry
And the gaseous spheres of night shrug their shoulders
With no inkling of how this fate took place
Memories of written destinies
That must have passed and shattered before them
Shroud their confusion
The present's future is one they had not predicted
For Mundanes have overthrown the higher powers.
The gods now roam homeless in Manhattan
Their tattooed bodies reek
Clothed in rags and filth
Both supplied by similar charities
Lice their only consistent companions
They drag their heavy feet
Scraping them on hypodermic needled concrete as they walk
Their halitosis, toothless heads hung low
Bloodshot eyes staring blindly at unseen cracks
And a dirty bag of used up miracles slung over their shoulders.
Over their heads
The moon turns red
Bathed in the blood of killed dreams
While the shadows caused by childhood fairy tales
Become everyday hardcore realities.
Man certainly knows how to create one Hell of a destiny!
Anna Young
early 90's
The Raven
Darkness fills me, smothering the light of this day.
I feel his eyes watching me again...
That stare... How can I deny him?
In silence, cloathed in darkness,
He watches,
With timeless, mystic pools for eyes.
My days continue their chaotic dance of Destiny...
One causes confusion, the other pain.
Deeper and deeper, I withdraw,
Losing myself within myself...
Shadows play across my mind;
Storms rage and dull the fire...
He shifts the chaos with his aproach.
A gentle breeze stirs my heart.
The Darkling sings a song of shadows...
He knows no other way to touch me.
The rain trickles from my eyes...
He remains silent, as he stares deep within me,
Yet his song carries on in my soul.
Anna Young
1991
The Raven was written about Neil Gaiman's Sandman.
"The Owl"
An owl
The fluttering of wings
The air is stirred
A gentle breeze
Yet powerful enough
To bring the owl freedom
Freedom in flight
Light as a feather
Out of reach
All the world is yours.
Anna Young
Owl's Flight
remember what i am... and remember who you are...
ask your ancestors to show you the ancient ways...
watch for your guides...
open your eyes to the truth inside...
yesterday, i found my owl, freshly killed...
i kept his talons, beak, and feathers for remembrance...
the children took a spirit walk with me,
through the meadow,
to a tree where the deer roam...
there we buried him,
while singing Native American chants for freedom and love...
we lay down flowers and set his spirit to flight...
i prayed that he fly to you...
bringing you your ancient sight...
giving purpose to lost life...
i know you often forget and become confused
in such a dark new world...
yet, you fight for reason with your every breath...
i sent owl to you for awakening and protection...
when you sleep,
you can always find me,
if you look...
when you find the quiet in your heart,
you will find me speaking there,
if you listen...
my heart beats with you...
always, my spirit friend...
remember and be free...
owl
raven
puma
buffalo
bear
armadillo
antelope
badger
dolphin
The Eye Within
forget about the world, as this and thus,
as it is and appears, is not nearly such.
wander forth with soul as guide and light,
throw off said certainty, by day and by night.
ask for only that which is truly known,
from the depths of inside, tried and shown.
look through eyes of sparkle, crystalline clear,
reaching deeply within, ignoring all fear.
you are holder of all that is itself true,
what worth is in what someone else knew?
look in, look in, look deeply inside,
why turn away, deny shadow and hide?
recognize self beyond the world given form,
the eye is within, the ego in storm.
surrounded by light, protected from harm,
open heart and self, and call upon charm.
be willing to love your own weakness and fear,
see all as beauty and strength, sacred and dear.
from this place, truth is created and known,
a path sometimes lonely, that is never alone.
blessed be.
latu
January 14, 2002
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