an orifice by any other name

[Glenn Scheper]

> I was neither living nor dead
> and I knew nothing,

>From my 1998 web page, theword.htm:
I once sat for some hours alone, meditating, playing loud rock music.
The silly print of ships on my shirt became an imposing right arm and
fist. The music commanded obedience. I saw or sensed a figure of light,
as if in a conical robe, with no head, and right forearm raised as if to
swear...

Opposite him, and outside the patio window, was a mound of darkness,
darker than the night, and upon that mound, an even darker mark, of two
triangles meeting like an hourglass...

I went forth to kneel before the light figure, but was each time
distracted and turned to notice the dark figure, which was 'not', a
nothingness, a repository or an active agent of destruction.

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>From my 2003 web page, theword.htm:
I am no longer on that continuum between the perfect asshole and random
eddies in the heat death of the universe: I have broken through the
mirror, and become my own cancellation, not my self, nullity, sin
itself, the active agent of destruction.

 
Yours truly,
Glenn Scheper
http://home.earthlink.net/~glenn_scheper/
glenn_scheper + at + earthlink.net
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