Tuesday, August 28, 2018

Photisms


                                                            

                    When sensorial automatism inflict its wound,
                    the detachment of normality
                    eclipses into an accessible surrealistic trance;
                    where divinity separates from the demonic,
                    and sparing stability of consciousness drifts
                    close to transcendentality, 
                    where prophets, shamans, and seers
                    open this lucid world beyond the present;
                    St Paul, Joan of Arc, and Nostradamus envisioned
                    astounding apparitions of wonder and woe;
                    Constantine's cross appeared in the sky, 
                    and lit the pathway to Christianity, and bloodthirsty 
                    zealots have waged an onslaught of continuing wars 
                    over the past several millennia ever since, and all glorified
                    by some madman's insane manifestations, that now
                    modern medicine, colleagues of science, and 
                    any doctor practicing would have had the seer
                    admitted to an insane asylum. 
                    
                        -   John Hardesty 
                     
                    

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