HEDONISTIC SPIRITUALISM

In various facets of life we can experiment perhaps with trying to blend opposites and strive for unity. Through a form of recklessness sometimes we peer into an uplifting experience that can free us from forms of routine life. Through the work of Scriabin I learned one can bring dualities into unities and therewith invent new wonders. Depending on the recipe we needn’t feel that hedonism is simply diabolic. Reckless abandonment can free the soul if one doesn’t habitually fall into a form of addiction.

Tangibly exerting an illustrious condensation
of perpetual variation we cluster
pigments similar to the tombs of Petra.
Eulogistically asserting complimentary adorations
we recite a mystic and secretive novella
relevant to our unavoidable indulgences
beneath a magical meteor’s crater.
Sensual breezes lovingly fondling our skin
induce pleasurable experiences
beyond this marvelous reunification.
Dreams from decades past do come
to arouse our incredible luxuriations.
We present an euphonic imperium
creating explosive fluctuations.
Colliding are asteroids commencing
and expanding pandemonium.
Sliding into uncontrollable passions
we evoke the adventure of our twosome.
Reluctant of cessation the harlequin
imposes his station quite humersome.
Indicatively mendacious the puppets all fall
like Scaramouch in indolence.
We recover our senses in a fashion
however this brings us to our consequence.
The phoenix contemplates discipline
to raise the conscious heroine.
She unravels a poetic reference
encircling all that is troublesome.
Enticing the credible scribes
as they describe a most notable spin,
imploring with a yearning desire,
implicitly stirring our innocence.
Overly precious are the moments of recess
when we reminisce our late summer’s fire.
Serenading a princess with a mandolin
soothing her ears with melodies higher
to please her as in the days prior
to accentuate our affinity with a caress.
The florid beauty of our succulence
rises to the heavens to its origin.
The blossoming interplanetary
garden will never lose its luster.
Enraptured memories return from absence
and evolve through our perceptions.
With a blink of the eye the reflections
are replenished in a moment of opulence.
Surrounded from wonders of solitary
we disappear behind our glorious excess.
We hail our transcendence
as we conceive a new inception
motivating our illuminative presence.