Poetry and some random ramblings- by Ann Ciciani
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Furniture Conversation
Once I walked into the middle of a conversation between my sofa and my armchair. They were having some sort of amicable disagreement about the compatibility of current trends in post-modernist aesthetics and the increasing popularity of combining them with more minimalist Scandinavian styles. I could see that the coffee table was feeling left out and was trying to intervene and make a case for classically simple, yet more robust traditional designs. Whilst this was going on, I watched the lamp I had bought from Kmart wanting to say something but holding back due to an inferiority complex. The Tom Dixon ceiling lights were feeling superior as usual and tried to outshine everyone else’s opinion by harping on about eclectic Interior design and the need to get a little experimental. Everything was about to reach a climax when someone walked in and placed a swatch of floral wall paper on the side table (who thus far had remained diplomatically silent), which left the whole room in a stunned and fearful silence ........ 
Nature of Love
Everything you have ever needed to know Is contained in that old tree It is willing to teach you so many things If you would for just one moment Slow down And sit in its shade That’s what it is for After all
The Rabbit Queen
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The Muddy Place
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At first I didn’t like it
This smelly muddy place The water was so murky I couldn’t see my face But then I came to love it Because here I was so free Cos nobody likes to come here Nobody but me |
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Skin too Thin
My skin is too thin for this world I am in
My Synesthesia
Ok so this is how is goes;
I am not sure why
But its always been like this for me with numbers;
1- Is always white, and smells like Lilys, feels like a calm warm ocean breeze-definitely the best, I'm kind of obsessed.
2- Is always undoubtedly red, tastes like cherries and smells like jam cooking on the stove while its raining outside. Comforting, but take care it doesn't burn or boil over.
3- Irrevocably blue, tastes like blueberries, smells like bubble gum - kinda fun.
4- Sorry but I just don't like it much, definitely pale yellow, smells like freshly cut straw.
5- Let's party!! Always orange, tastes like honey. Looove you number 5!! Lets hang out.
6- Purple without a doubt. Feels kind of cheeky. Sneaky- so don't turn your back.
7- Sorry, no time at all for this one. Sits in the same category as number 4, but an even more sinister shade of yellow. I try to ignore it. I'm hoping it will just go away one day.
8- Like number 6's older brother, a dark purple but has no smell at all. Sensible but silly sometimes.
9- Pitch black, tastes like licorice and smells like burnt toast. Take this number very seriously.
10-Can be red or white depending on my mood. Smells like toffee apples burning on a bonfire. Can be a friend or a warning. Handle with care.
Ok so this is how is goes;
I am not sure why
But its always been like this for me with numbers;
1- Is always white, and smells like Lilys, feels like a calm warm ocean breeze-definitely the best, I'm kind of obsessed.
2- Is always undoubtedly red, tastes like cherries and smells like jam cooking on the stove while its raining outside. Comforting, but take care it doesn't burn or boil over.
3- Irrevocably blue, tastes like blueberries, smells like bubble gum - kinda fun.
4- Sorry but I just don't like it much, definitely pale yellow, smells like freshly cut straw.
5- Let's party!! Always orange, tastes like honey. Looove you number 5!! Lets hang out.
6- Purple without a doubt. Feels kind of cheeky. Sneaky- so don't turn your back.
7- Sorry, no time at all for this one. Sits in the same category as number 4, but an even more sinister shade of yellow. I try to ignore it. I'm hoping it will just go away one day.
8- Like number 6's older brother, a dark purple but has no smell at all. Sensible but silly sometimes.
9- Pitch black, tastes like licorice and smells like burnt toast. Take this number very seriously.
10-Can be red or white depending on my mood. Smells like toffee apples burning on a bonfire. Can be a friend or a warning. Handle with care.
TV Head
Hey you there on the sofa!
I can see inside your head
The pictures are all in black and white
The music has gone dead
There’s a show on repeat
Which you’re watching once again
I see your eyes glaze over
Get ready- count to ten!
I am bouncing right on over
To turn off dial
Lets play some funky music
Lets give that face a smile
I have a rainbow of colours
and even more you've never seen
It will surely give you goose-bumps
I'm adding in new scenes
And if that is not enough
We will make it all 3D
I have those special glasses
Put them on now
You will see
Life in a new light
Colourful and bold
A hyperreal funiverse
To you will all unfold
Hey you there on the sofa!
I can see inside your head
The pictures are all in black and white
The music has gone dead
There’s a show on repeat
Which you’re watching once again
I see your eyes glaze over
Get ready- count to ten!
I am bouncing right on over
To turn off dial
Lets play some funky music
Lets give that face a smile
I have a rainbow of colours
and even more you've never seen
It will surely give you goose-bumps
I'm adding in new scenes
And if that is not enough
We will make it all 3D
I have those special glasses
Put them on now
You will see
Life in a new light
Colourful and bold
A hyperreal funiverse
To you will all unfold
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Fabulusciously-non-sensi-caliocious
Supercali fragi luscious Ex pee so precocious Bishme quickly on the flubs while standing on my plootions Would you dare to flubabub? Exflumpalicious motions! I say -whynot peekalick? at the fabu-luscious potions Dont stop now-what the fuck! depending on your flootions If you could just plumpaluck to pickalicious notions |
Emergency Kiss
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More or Less
There could have been more
But instead there was less
And why it was so
I couldn't fathom a guess
But now I find
Sometimes it is so
The less you have
The more you know
But instead there was less
And why it was so
I couldn't fathom a guess
But now I find
Sometimes it is so
The less you have
The more you know
Entropy
There is poetry in the madness
There is poetry in the sadness
Embrace it all
Because therein lies the magic
Brave soul
There is poetry in the madness
There is poetry in the sadness
Embrace it all
Because therein lies the magic
Brave soul
What am I?
What am I but a turtle following a fox
In a Jungle of Dreams
What am I but a turtle following a fox
In a Jungle of Dreams
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Brain Cucumber Today I am having a brain cucumber The lights are too bright Your voice is too loud My shoes are too tight The questions are too hard to answer So I am staying in bed With my ted |
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Pause
Let’s not let the futility of words destroy the moment
I would rather listen to the rustle of leaves for advice
Let’s not let the futility of words destroy the moment
I would rather listen to the rustle of leaves for advice
The Choice
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In the shelter of your angel's wings
Lay the ugly thoughts inside your head While your angel stood by willing and hoping That they would not take form To shape the things you said In the shelter of your angel's wings Lay the angry words Not yet spoken Sitting on the tip of your tounge While your angel stood by Watching and trying so hard to reach you Imploring you not speak them But the thoughts came too fast and the ugly words left your mouth like bullets Leaving holes in those who heard them In the shelter of your angel's wings Lay a bullet waiting to be fired While you stood there Trembling, holding that gun With rage coursing through your veins Your angel stood by unseen Trying so hard to reach you Trying to guide the chaos in your mind Hoping, pleading and begging That it would never be fired. But your adrenaline kicked in And the split second it took to fire it Was not enough time To make the right choice So an action was taken That could never be undone. And after the smoke had cleared Even though you could not see Your angel's wings had fallen to the ground and shattered into a million pieces and the fragments gathered at your feet Forever broken And yet still Not realising what you had done You trampled through them After making The Choice Now written into the records of time For all Eternity 
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Golden
You have broken me in a million different ways in a million different places so like shattered glass I walked through this life The wound could not have been deeper Only to realise After all this time It was meant to be For that was the only way for the light to get in And that light that has now left me Golden and for that and only that, Mother, I thank you |
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Pretty Lies
I would rather hear your ugly truth
Than your pretty lies
I would rather hear your ugly truth
Than your pretty lies
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Metamorphosis of the Narcissist
Born out of neglect A black hole that steals succour from the empath You gaslighted my childhood Leaving me broken and burnt But over the years I have picked up the pieces One by one I welded them back together with gold Reconfigured them into something much stronger And the burnt carbon charred remains After years of intense pressure have now crystallised into diamonds To go forward To create and heal Myself and others With unbreakable strength Sending out the light Refracting into a million different wavelengths The colours of my soul a Fierce and Purified Love Burning bright Cutting through the darkest night |
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Thoughts whilst doing the vacuuming
1. Time is a by product of the interaction between consciousness and matter e.g all events are happening simultaneously there is no past or future but because our minds can only experience a linear sequence of events it creates a parameter of time so that we can make sense of it e.g. 'funneling mechanism' hinted at by Aldous Huxley 'Doors of Perception' Therefore time has no absolute existence on its own. Consciousness gives the illusion that it exists. Einstein quotes 'Time has no independent existence apart from the
order of events by which we measure it.” which ties in with the double slit experiment. e.g. electron can behave as waves or particles depending on if we are observing them or not. Super freaky awesome shit that has massive implications. Space is the same aswell with no absolute existence e.g. entanglement theory when atoms and electrons can have a non local relationship supports this idea that space is an illusion created by matter/consciousness and has no absolute existence.
2. Dark matter (which scientists now believe is more important than actual matter and takes us most of the universe (It turns out that roughly 68% of the universe is dark energy. Dark matter makes up about 27%) is where matter ceases to exist (so name is wrong) and is protons and elections vibrating at a high frequency or dimension that we cant experience. Electrons and protons are continuously vibrating in and out this dimension therefore to us look like they only have a probability of existence until we observe them e.g. from the slit experiment (wave particle duality) . Black holes could be portals to these dimensions e.g. space and time does not exist in black holes
3. Consciousness essentially creates matter, and therefore space and time which are not absolute independent entities. e.g. Einstein as mentioned above. A thought in nerological terms is electrons moving across a membrane, what is energy moving electrons, what is matter - potential energy.....
3. Afterlife is consciousness continued on these higher vibrational levels, where space and time are no longer experienced but set free from the constriction of matter which creates the space time experience. Consciousness on this level is experienced locally plus universally e.g. Jung universal collective consciousness. Higher levels of afterlife consciousness is not experienced locally only universally e.g. state of bliss experience by meditation monks, take away thought, take away space time dimension and infinity is experienced. I had a very brief experience of this years ago whilst meditating and it was amazing. Sort of like an orgasm in the brain.
4. Because time does not exist in these higher dimensions all our spiritual selves exist simultaneously just on different vibrational levels/dimensions e.g. Einstein postulated there were up to 13 dimensions and probably more. So your higher spiritual self already exists in a higher dimension.
5. Psychics can tap into these dimensions where time does not exist and therefore predict future past because everything is happening simultaneously anyway etc e.g. Akashic records https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Akashic_records
6. The whole universe is a conscious entity that is continuously evolving physically, psychically, spiritually through a continuous interaction between consciousness and matter
7. Therefore we are actually creating our conscious world and every single possible outcome in our lives is happening simultaneously and is only forced into reality once we think it e.g. turn it into matter and act on our thoughts.
8. In conclusion universe is a type of hologram where consciousness is constantly funneling matter into higher dimensions e.g. heaven or nirvana being the ultimate state of harmony experienced or created once the mind reached higher level of consciousness e.g. what all the Buddhists reckon and a couple of other religions....
9. Universes are constantly being born from this consciousness and evolving from low energy state to high energy state in a sort of universal patch dynamic of spiritual and physical evolution
what dya think peeps?