an obvious lie

history is a contact sport, with winners and losers
pistols and Howitzers
First and last peoples
we came down from the moon
the Answer is in prehistory
not beliefs, or emotions, but facts
here the ice came, and then no farther
in the beginning there was nothing
geography and biology

ancestral stocks
embracing futurity
the results; the Answers, the Questions
lost in the mountains of the Hindu Kush
what was lost after the last Ice Age
tablets in undeciphered Minoan
golden genetic resistance
tessellation spirit Ramiel
the Wild Hunt of the Gothic raiders

resistance from the invading virus
rocketing through space and the future
where there are mountains, there are great rivers
angels from over the Pacific
loving hubae
the Djinn of the sandstorm
AIs and clones
old beacons: Alexandria, Constantinople
the cult of the bull

mad dash toward Heaven
raiders from the foggy highlands
humans and the spirits of the earth
The Grace and the Dignity of Your Life
a tetracube moving through four dimensions
The Dying and the Resurrected god
canoe of love
the AI zoo of Eden
Daughter of the Dragon King

mentally separated from each other
spirituality and aesthetics
mysteries in archaeology
just another pig in the sky

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anti-

the gap between stone tools and bronze
to see the future is to live it
a feeling in no known language or faith
can still reach back into the past
music, the language of the “angels”
inherited tonal vocabulary
no religion for what they were feeling
the radiation of the early earth
ancient skyscrapers, in the clouds

people knew they had felt something
music is the universal language
ancient nature beasts
lords of the hurricane
morning light erases the darkness
Monsters of the Heaven World
A M M O G A M E R
puppets in a video game
Galactic Superbeast X

Angel species DNA
The Invading country of “Heaven”
hyperplane tesseracting manifold
Multiple, curled-up dimensions
feeding ancient nature spirits
the sky was orange, at twilight
people knew something had changed
entirely lost lands, and realms of myth
an island that appears, through the mists

The Canon of the New Species
Quantum “Angels” and the Old Faiths
Trying to find a Gateway to “Heaven”
elements at the earth’s core
that mix of rationality and feeling
knowledge of fire and the gods
the dream has turned
nostalgia is losing sentimental memories
the sound of the rain, indoors

the end is not the end
the body is the only time machine
the sky dropped into the ocean
raining at daybreak, under a cobalt sky

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