The Tempest and the Hurricane

Orient Away, Away, And Apart

2012-03-04T08:38:00.000-08:00

Poem. Marc Evan Aupiais...

The Path. I take. It is not less traveled.
It is not traveled, Not Ever, Not At All!

I Am All Alone, and In The Worldly Woods, Of Time And Space,
Below The Shooting Star, and The Dying Comet, Killed By Earth,
As One Once Dearly Killed, All On The Dearest Earthly compost.

And As I stare, In Starlit, Moonlit Light, And Check, My Compass Sight,

I re-orient, my orientation to my end, does shift, does slightly shift,
As I do, you alone, do, I avoid,
Dearest, Lady of Night and Sight,
Devil's own Path, would you have me step upon all alight.

Upon, this, Devil's Steps, and Devil's Creatures,
In These, Dark, Lonely, Wooded Forest.
Trees, Surround,

But I re-orient, I follow a true, and different, light, Christ.

And As the wolves, do howl, and await your corpse,
I escape the worldly woods,
Which likely, are you grave,

I look upon the valley, in this safety, mountain shade.
I look upon your corpse, not just yet still.

As you push along an empty path,
Nothing resisting,
Every step easy,

Into the Deepest, Deepest...

... .... DARK!

Labyrinth Life

2012-03-03T03:35:00.004-08:00

Poem. By Marc Evan Aupiais...

You think you, in deathly waters: own, deadly, control me,
The dust suffocates, as stallions, race, in circles, in long trodden spoor,

You take aim at my heart, and Long Spent: Empty Soul,
With Words, and More,
A Rhythm of pounding, with ever owning rights,
knights and nights, and flashing, multicoloured lights:
...and ending never ending wrongs,

You think you own me, you believe all, control my form,

You obsess, or possess me, only in your deathly tidal mental form!

And as you pursue your nights and knights,
And seek, endless, chivalrousness-void monetary sights,

You think you steer me,
But I have Another Light!

To Lead Me, with pats upon my hope... my
... bridal reign... ... not your feign sane.. bridle rein...

...Guided, in blackest:... grayness, in nose, and touch...

Through, This Darkness, Which You Truly Own,
This Deathly, Never Ending, ...Ending Night!

Without the storm

2012-02-07T06:11:00.000-08:00

Poem !!!

I am! I am Without!
A storm in the teacup!
A tempest in the Teapot!

I am without!
I am unaffected!

I watch the winds stir!
I see the precipitation destroy!
The humidity, rise into blackest clouds!

The storm, I watch, I observe,
Sense! Ridiculous! Sense!

As it overtakes and destroys!

And yet, should I be all alone,
I'd prefer the storm,

Than to be all alone,
With no one to love,
No one who dearly deeply, firstly, only truly:

Loves Only Me!

Boredom fights with every scratch and every bite

2012-02-05T00:59:00.000-08:00

Poem!

It may excite you,
Sin, wrong,
Strangers bare,
Or seeming bare.

You may justify,
You may even fight!

And bite and scratch,
To defend what's wrong!
What's always, always, objectively wrong!

And fight, once on the top branches,
Now upon the lowly mass of floor boards-bored;

Sin, it bores me,any
image worn bare,

...

Sinfulness, boredom,
All blasé all- same.

...

But love,
It does not bore me, not in any way!
Love- I want,
Sinfulness is just raw, uncooked,
Not love, I am not bored!

Resonance

2012-02-03T01:51:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

I emit my beliefs,
I deflect what is not,
I absorb the truth,
In what sometimes ,
To some only seems.

And I wonder,
Loudly, without sound,

Resonating, soundless, sound!

Of this simply,
Resonating,
Truth and untruth,
And if a lie,
That which is not,
Can truly resonate!

Heaven

2012-02-02T23:41:00.000-08:00

Poem!!

They say you are above me,
That I am below.
There was a fall,

And my entire kind did drop.

They say the stars are famous,
The Southern Cross,
Orion, the Warrior- kind of the night sky.

And the superstars,
Blackness in the skies.

The heavens are above me,
The heaven,
The territory of The All Mighty,
Above me,

The Divine Might,
Beyond every human sight,

Far more famous,
Than pathos skies,
And stars, human might,
Potential,
From our Babylons and Babels and our beginning pathos heights!

As we look to Origin,
The Territory,
In which we subsist,
Upon the Will of Heavenly Might,
The Potential,
That drops From Heavenly Heights,

As Might is Now Actual,
And Actual Is Never by Yahweh past, spent!

Thought all us are soon enough spent,
Past,
Gone,
Long since fallen dropped-eds.

Fallen, ever climbing,
Ever falling,

Is this the state of Man?

Of My Kind,
Fallen from the heights of Heaven,
By knowledge,
Of what is not!

Of Sin!

Gravity absorbs us

2012-01-22T02:34:00.001-08:00

Poem

Gravity, is weak,
Because Gravity,
Gravely, I say, is NOT!

Gravity, it cannot fight a slight vacuum,
Above a fighter jet wing,

Gravity, I gravely say: it never was!

And Gravity,
It absorbs- a vacuum,
Absorbing.

Gravity, lack of energy- lack of light!

Gravity, but absorbs,
And for this, in circles do satellites fall!

And do black holes absorb light,
Gravity, but lack,
Absorbsion of space time: light!

My Privacy

2012-01-18T02:28:00.001-08:00

Poem!!

The view is not!
My territorial integrity,
Is forceful!
It shall not break!

Some I let walk,
On the consistent stretches,
Where connection is possible!

And deep, into darkness,
They venture!

Into my scars, through which blood does flow: arteries, veins!

Within my territory,
They, without force,
Do stand,

Temporary possessors,
Of my territorial lands!

Territory

2012-01-18T02:07:00.001-08:00

Peom!!

I mark my territory,
With words, and regrets!

I shared it once,
My deepest moving paths,
That move from my deepest depths, to every part of my territory!

And my territory was your Territory!
And I thought!
That once, your territory,
Was My territory!

Territory,
Deepest territory,
Of mine,

Of yours!

I never withheld,
Not a petal,
Not a shrub!

I heard you in Shadow and dusk

2012-01-17T23:41:00.001-08:00

Poem!!

I heard you!
Though there was only shadow!
Below the Eucalyptus,
I saw you,
An Angel!
Rocking in a white dress!

As the breeze of warmth,
Caressed, whispering!
And the shadows,
Became great, and green,
Swiftly moving of their own accord!

And I saw you,
Between shades of death,
An angel, rocking,
On a rocking chair,
Wooden, made of wood!
The chair, not you!

All dressed in white,
All dressed in white,

Below the Eucalyptus Tree!
In a cabin, wooden, in the
evergreen woods!

Deadly Hope

2012-01-16T21:10:00.001-08:00

Poem!!!

To hope: to equate- estimate!
To despair: to equate- estimate!

Deadly Hope- Hope in Life!

Deadly hope! Hope in Christ?
The Death Of Hope,
This is hope indeed!

To predict, and estimate!

But none, can predict!
That which does never ever change!

The rolling rock, does always fall,
The falcon saw, and dives, and dies!

Deadly hope, and hope in death!
The symbol of hope! Itself!

And in America, and elsewhere, they display this hope,
The electric chair, modern crucifix!

This hope in death,
This putting of madness, imbalance unto death,
Injustice, the foolish call just! Judgment, of timeous things!

And the falcon, does fall,
And fall!

Who is time, to judge the
eternal? That not
affected, but timeous-
change!

And, as I watch- the daemon- saviour, on the tree,
Nailed down,
On the tree, symbol, of Life!

Simplest life, of
Everlasting Life!
Life, is nailed, a word, on a tree!
Written, life the indenting of lovers!

Death, hope, death and hope!

Your worship, and your prayers

2012-01-16T20:58:00.001-08:00

Poem!!!

I sat! In service!
I said my prayers!

To the judge, His Worship,
Of The Divine Life!

There was no hammer,
No... Except my name,
Smashed against the past, and potential!

I said my prayers! And
stamped and stomped!

And before me stood,
Jesus Christ, and an

audience, define! Different!

And above him, Father God,
And between them,
Holy Spirit, Paraclete of their love!

And I made! My Prayer!
To Judgement! To that
staid, and not staid!

And watch: the workings,
Of Royal Blood!
And Watched! The Workings! Of the Royal
Blood!

And Tasted, and held,
This prayer! In My Mouth!

Balance

2012-01-16T20:51:00.000-08:00

Poem!!

Balance, direction,
They are in the ears!

The upright, true north!
Our relative direction,
In an earthly maze!

Balance! And the flairs that are human arms!

We are in motion, we move all, around!

The sense of direction,
The sense, of where we are!

But what happens when it breaks!

Your smell

2012-01-16T20:47:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

Everyone has a smell,
From it, we know them,
And where they are, whereupon they stand!

From it, we tell, their stance,
Their breakfast too,
And the danger in their glance!

Deception, stinks, badly, stinks!
Fear, lying, too!

To me, these are pungent,
Sickness, madness, sexuality, smell, too!

A woman smells of chemicals,
Of make up and God knows what else!

You smell of your breakfast too,
A smell to which I am not yet immune...
I might suggest a change of diet!

And water, natural,
Oh! The smell of water!
The very source of life!

I smell your passions,
I smell your hatred,
Your love, disgust!

And from your smell,
I know your potential,
As loyal, as mate!

And everything, you touch, your smell!

It lingers!
I cannot wash it out!

Translation of my poem: The Journey Over Convex Shapes!

2011-12-30T10:01:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

A Blizzard! Snow! It pushes with violence,
Angry winds, make the heavy thick snow,
Veer to the edge of sight,

As I scale mountains,
And seek crevices, caves, so shallow,

Still, my eyes, which observe green, red and blue to see all colours,
Are overloaded with white,
The combination of all other types of light,

I am overloaded,
My threshold of sight reached,
I cannot see any but white light.

The only heat here is from my body,
But the icy cold surrounds it,
And takes away my heat,
Which saturates,
Into cold!

I am blinded by white,
And losing heat!

Snow surrounds me in isolation,
And hypothermia!

(I wrote this in English others did not understand, so this is the simpler version)

The journey over convex shapes

2011-12-30T06:22:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

Points, drawn, they move to the horizon,
Drawn, connected to gravity,
Heavy gravity,
Points, of high frequency,
In a low threshold of space,
The combination of Red Blue and Green,
White light,

And I journey over deep convex curves,
And into concave circles!

And the combination of all red blue and green light: white! This tends towards an overload, to hurting my sense of sight!

And infrared vibrations are view,
All emitted by myself

As this frequently contrasting part of the curvature of our sphere:
Encompasses my infrared light!
Tending towards this threshold,

As over threshold of Red Blue Green,
I travel, all of it,
And dots of threshold Red Blue Green, do overload my sense of Red, Blue and Green: Sight!

I care not for your connections

2011-12-28T06:12:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

I care not! I say not! I care not!
I care not for your connections!
With whom you befriend!

I care not for your money!
Or where you come from!

I care only for your integrity,
That you remain in your strong threshold, deepest domain!

Sounds! Silent! To human ears!
Light! So bright! But invisible to us!
Heat! Unseen light!
All these speak to me!

Of integrity,
Domain! Threshold!
Of you to me!

Don't betray me!
Not even for me!

Restore to me,
In your domain,
My threshold, potential strength!
Withhold not in me!

But have a tight threshold against,
What is but been!
Or will be!

Hold true! To Deep threshold,
Deepest cave depths!

Catacombs! Of complexity!
Crystalline trusting truth!
Not insanity!

Hold always threshold!
It is what holds you to contrast!
And not to sinful- similarity!

Who Am I- with you? I don't know who I am, with you- alone~

2011-12-28T06:02:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

We spoke!
You speak! Manipulate me!
With words, you move me,
My body, you change and alter me!

I become someone-
Someone I don't know how!

I lose my threshold- on integrity,
I fall! I collapse!
I set myself to you!

And become one with you,
Spiritual set!

Distance I sought!
But nothing can hide!
I am in the threshold of you,
Of your domain,
Your authority over me!

And again!
You Ask- I obey!

Though I resist hours on end!

And my threshold does break!
I do your loving instructions!

I seek after thee!
Ever in your domain!
Never but in you!
In your true domain!

Overload

2011-12-28T02:07:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!!

Overload! Threshold Reached!

I squeal with frequency and length!
My form is concave!
I squeal like a teething puppy!

Threshold! Suffering!
Too much,
Sharp! Blunt!
Contrast!
Senses overload!

And I give out,
I squeel!
I release!

Like a small animal!
Universal!
Overload! Another word!
For pain!

I'm for sale

2011-12-27T21:41:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

My Soul! It Isn't Set!
Its Easily Changed!
Easily ExChanged!

My Soul! Don't ya Know!
Is For Sale! For Penny Or For Pound!
I'd do Anything! You See!

My Soul! It's For Sale!
Unreasonable Price!
Easily Charged! Or Changed!
If You Pay Too Much!
I Might Give you An Exchange!

My Soul! For My Life!
Charge My Account,
Before Midnight

Sale Applies While I am Still In Stock!

You Broke me!

2011-12-27T21:27:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

A Spectator! I Watch!
As Hurricane! YOU!
Wash Over me!

A Object! Of Affection!
Tossed and Turned!
Thrown Aside, Chewed by You!
Teething Moment!
Of An Adult Woman!

The Satin Black!
The Lotus White!

Lace Upon your Form!
Written Upon your Broken,
Altering Form!

Hurricane!
Wash Over me!

You Say- I Say- Say- Say! Say!

2011-12-27T21:12:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

You Say I'm Different!
That Others Misjudge!

That you Misjudge!
Say the Truth!

That in Spent, Done, Gone!
You Misjudge!
I play It Again!
You Misjudge Me!

Everyone! Everyone Of You Alone! Do Misjudge!

You Say I am Special!
Not Different Enough!
To Kiss or Violently Hit My Heart!

You Say I'm Different!
I'm Different For You!

The Sanity of Utter Contrast!

2011-12-27T21:09:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

The Definition!
Of God! Of Child!

How Great! How Small!
Is the Difference Between Our Only TriUneGod!

Oh! God! Of Bethlehem!
One Child! Who Is Two Men!

Oh! Great Angels!
You Must Weep!
For God Is Born!
God Must Die!

Timeous Mortality!

Eternity in the Tears Of Man!
As Blood! Unchanging Is Spilled!

And Corruption Wins!
Only to Fade!

Not Contrasting of Earth!
But of its nature- Dust!

I Serve a Contrasting God!

2011-12-27T21:04:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

I serve a God, Who's One!
I serve a God Who's Three!
I serve a God who is utterly Good!
Who Made The Devil and The Trees!

I serve a Contrast God!
Who made the Garden and the Fruit of Poisoned Deaths!

I serve The God Of Children,
And of Old Age!
Ages Past and Present!

I serve The God of Love! And Death!

Contrast in His Depth!

The Different One

2011-12-27T20:56:00.000-08:00

Poem!!!

I sought you in the Wheat Fields!
And Upon the light of Day!
At midday I risked a burning sun!
I sought you in the Night of Day!

In the difference of the quantum Mechanics Quantifi-Differentiation!

I Sought you In-a Scarlett Cloth, and Scarlett! And Winds,
As Willows crack after they sway!

I sought you in my Scarlett sparkling Rosé!
And upon the sands of the endless beech! Of Day!

I sought YOU! Maroon! Pink! Magenta!
Different One!
Because I hoped We Were The Same!

And where was this! My Only Hope! Was Chained, made Sameness to Change!