NeverEnder Great Wave : a double helix

July 24, 2025

Blue-black lumen, flamma tacita
he hums inside the cosmic husk ;
segment one of the veil nebula
fluted breath threads silk through vacuum,
like loci of forgotten drums
echoes with coloratura of Königen der Nacht
(den Hölle Rache) being sung ;
One note, OMNIA, and nebulae fold
like origami on the Ganges-space
rainbow-hued gas densities shift and
O wanderer of lactea via, you carry
hypocrite lecteur, the ātmā of
every spark ; and haunt her heart ;
but Ariadne laughs: here before book
and after death, the amanuensis

spins the first gold vowel.
the sick thought of planets
are silver bow slivers between
frater and timber, bellum
and sky ; not discussed
by the School of Athens
hand kisses string , hesitates
the field at Kurukshetra
uploads its lymph. That
is a clique of thought.

Ariadne – logos shouts from steeds’
throats , yet the warrior-poet hears
only the pulse , a teacher at
Borovoe space-classe , λέγει κρόνος,
Choose! – and the arrow already
remembers the Tao home
The Academy at entanglement
is the place where Ariadne is
a concert and she is a space-spawn

tongue-splintered, risen
from aqua with Astral
years, surrounded tempests
cursing, constellations
roosting in her skull
stars, Wolfy’s echo
beckons, I am island-prison
and minoan, break one
both sing – fill the hell!
Her neighbours start
in the guttered Latin of
Exiles : ego astra audio
humming , her fantasy
sublimes into a coming
forward not inward, curve
like hygge geometry

a state of light – the student
kicks the R and the Z
no scale no bone only turn
one bite , a path back to her chair

The Journey
a trillion , trillion mute-Etruscan
augurs called it θuχu , omen no entrail
morphosing her whet mind – A memory!
Run from here, traveller! Every
step is a tighter noose around you

John C is setting up his computer,
the old emperor , moss in beard , weighs
grief on a brass libra wired into
consciousness and memory beside him
Hertha mater sings frost into the wound
of earth, which enables his terminal
to log on Their duet of marble slow
stoicheia alignment , virtus yawning
awakening the solar system’s seven
uploading quills and scratch ; remember

femina , muliercula , virago
your kingdom is an organelle of cassia
a star of cellular activity in the
digital age ; but scrolls breathe
papyri lungs exhale spores still
murdered alphabets , fools of past:
do not delete the past ! ! ! ! ! !!
ink-river, singularity THUPATAMEN
unstuck mid sentence , begs a tongue
to feed them ; memories on the
slower solar system wide web are…
Ecce the librarian’s lantern ; flame
gulps centuries , yields cacao-wine
available for scroll download
exploration , deplanation , seeding
but what is saved, only an echo

filed under Ω .  Menu-pulate, absurd
fools of the X.   Fun laughs through
cracked amphorae , vintage of riot
and rosa rosae rose , rosa rosa rosa
soulshare , but wish ! his twin Egina
pirouettes on erebus , shrapnel and
grapes , seeding flies and lies
gaudium drips, Gordian roars
physics forgets mass, waves connect
heartbeat blocks unwanted derivatives
memories when bottles smashed last
chorus whispers : εὐοῖ! burn bright!

Now Ariadne reclines : the sky
the north-black fish of 莊子
Zhuangzi sleeps beneath permafrost
dreams zones out , imagine strips

Palestina soul white bird wakes
wings like cumulonimbus scrolls
sunset vanishes mid-air over
Venexia – in one turn of Tao
travels nonaginta milia li , then
laughs – memoria di cielo divino
sky of wine – sea becomes Ωκεανός
scale becomes plume ; identity
a change-log , not a core. Lay
rest not so long ego, hypocrite
lecteur, come alive , come to the
kernel , steam-diagram avec moi
hiss in the chalk  δQ / T tattoos
on YOUR steel ribs – but luce
sveglia si pone silente – to the east
each prison coughs up a salmon

of lost work , heat apostates to cold
e tutta la città si pone silente
Entropy is a patient god, never
hungry , always hangry. A cloud
flower like curiosity close to the
cylinder – scholar – but the
equation just writes itself now
avanza curiosa sed tempus fugit
The Amber Card murmurs abjuro
shields the brittle heartbeat for a beat
the rose fades , and Ariadne smiles
Vermillion twin lips resarcio
sewing shattered glass on sweetened
teeth , back into the stream’s pulse
The night is 4:44 AM  8/1/2025
Sappho: Δέδυκε μὲν ἀ σελάννα

simple materia prima : argentum
speculum ; breath an open limb
poets like us dechipher existence
noise notwithstanding, Chierici
Know: protection ends The moment
you speak – so murmur softly
while the moon waltzes above our
alveare – corridor repeats corridor
flesh statues queue up to kiss their
own ring – This is the time of
the present when the future when
the past re-fractals, no plateaux
have been reached : glyphs up!
labrys – double axe
replies λύγξ. The wanderer
of people has not become

purr-fect – Cicciotta touches the
glass and falls from the 28th floor
mirror breeds mirror, until prologo
meets alba. Mystic music captures
this pinnacle – nadir epoch
so now what?

Ω