Radartronic Paranormal

Echocardiagrammatics attuned to a heartbeat pulse 

Tracing jumping jacks and angels in the rain 

affording us the rations of choice 

ushered in by the gray and the blue

on the winds of a trumpet

on the unfurling cries of a song

a bearing. comp. state. flew. 

rippling into another bitter blown dream

crawling under the lintel for shelter 

tuckering up into the shadow for warmth 

lowered down slit eyes to keep you in caution 

to comfort the children in the darkness at night 

A configuration in the blip derezzes haphazard

A green plasma formation on the screen

Homing in on a supercharged field of energy

Leaving nothing to remain as it seems 

triggerdreams

 by  shaun lawton

In a Faraday Kingdom

  

by  Shaun Lawton  

 In a far away, Faraday Kingdom apart from the prying Eyes of Scrutiny

   The citizens of the empire enjoy oblique moments of anonymity under the electromagnetic and gravitational altering effects of the virtual randomizer installed in the building. 

   As viewed on a 3-dimensional hypergrid in cubic space, the aggregate of dada clubs that pepper the foothills of communities living alongside mountain ranges may number in the hundreds, that is if you include those communities lying on the other side of the ocean. 

   These are separate little enclaves living independent of one another, without even the least bit of knowledge about one another's existence, all of which comprise the singular colony active in all its various manifest forms.  

Electrocardiographic vapor

Imagine if the Sun were at the farthest ends
of our universe this would mean
the map we've drawn of it
would have to be
re-adjusted
once again.
That's the history of
cartography in a nutshell,
keeping up with the ever changing
formulations and hypotheses of the priesthood
and its associated clergy. But honestly
the edge of the Kuiper belt is
so far out there that to try
to fathom its relation
to the even further
distance of the
Oort cloud
and through
to it's final ragged
end, we traverse a distance
 so great as to exceed even our
own capacity to be staggered.

But what does it really matter

how we feel about any given thing

decreed by our need to feed on ourselves'

imaginations that has gotten the best of us 

across this nation with the rest

of our best intentions done 

with our own definitions?

While the map may not

be the territory exactly

that doesn't mean that

it's any less tangible 

or real to us all here

who depend on it

more every day

of modern life

honing itself

down to a

sharper

razor

fine

tip

of

a

.

Carnal Currency

A fraction of a kernel sees almost half as much
As the whole bodied fruit can gather moss
Along its journey to the sea and back again
Across the twisted paths of piracy to begin

Responding to the flagship of the journeymen
On their never ending voyage on a rolling sea
Aboard the largest living vessel in the galaxy
Carrying all the plundered elements they need

In a sudden daring death provoking mad choice
The lost and lonesome wish they had a voice
Skin on skin transaction carnal currency
Debts owed get rubbed off in the heat

Where to begin satisfaction in a hurry
When threats follow right after the treat
Is the quotient of the harvest's yield to worry
About the encoded program long ago buried?

So long as our endless transaction balances
Keeping us all going into and out of the equation
Resulting in our accepting our individualities
As being our own respective illusions of the station

Plasmakinesis

Conjuring from the plasma reserves available
here in this electromagnetic storm of circum-
stances whirling about a central axis wheeled
around a star far on our galactic course ahead

The post-Flat Earth program

A multi-refraction occurred again today,
it's in the process of downloading now.
 Once all its applications have fulfilled
their respective agendas, assimilation of
the overdrive will begin to occur, and
when that giant feat of memory down-
loading happens there will be just enough
of an over surge in hyper text mark up
currency that a virtual real estate paradox
will be set ranking the ten kingdoms zoned
out evenly across the flattened terrain of a post-
cartological paradigm cake with an icing of installed
telepods at every degree of latitude transporting
passersby who happen to reach the borders of the
known Flat Earth directly on the other side to continue
their trek toward the continent which awaits.
(The effect's written off as a folded hypertorus
which we are trapped within as cells of a colony
suspended in two dimensional space.)