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Phil John Kneis:
SYLLOGY XII:
LOCVTIO - DREAMSCAPES III:
Eichwalde / Zeuthen / Berlin, May 10th, 2001 - June 19th, 2001 - P#154
EXPOSITION:
INTRANCE
TRACK ONE: WHITE
SUBTRACK A: GRAVE
TRACK TWO: BLACK
SUBTRACK B: ADAGIO
TRACK THREE: BLUE
SUBTRACK C: MODERATO
TRACK FOUR: GREEN
SUBTRACK D: VIVACE
TRACK FIVE: RED
EXIT
INTRANCE
And all now in quiet And calm just now all And quiet and calm And calmness descending And falling now down In slowest a moving The shapes now it covers And holds them and bears them And leads them to sleep And leads them to simmer And lull them to death And morphia like The sleep just sets in And double-talk all And double my sight And double, not drunken, And dark now and weak And all just now goes And I am away.
TRACK ONE: WHITE
/ Brightest daylight all so burning Blood once silent now so turning Down the raving lane of asking Down the street which knows no end - Down this path of if and whether Down this alley of the flesh All it now for highest answer, Highest cause, now suffocates All the questions posed out loudly Burning bright in brightest glare White this all, a white of screaming Screming loud and just get heard - Just get hurt and not look back now All this light just should expose - And should uncover what's below it B'low it all and blow it off.
// All the asking now gets lost All too obvious a yearning, All too unallowed this course - All the screaming now so heard All the poking 'round so seen - Nothing here gets done in fact, All too bright And all so fake inside it all - Just so clashs it, burns it out - Turns to dust, this child of dark.
/// And the cause another seeming And the cause now silent screaming - All the answers lost to blood Highest words in lowest meaning - All the beauty here gets burned All sublimity outgunned - And the truth by light so blinded Sharpest edges just confuse Light and Dark and Shadows all Just to nothingness succumb.
// // Destruction's white And white of asking White of death and white of terror White the eye that opens wide White the face of darkest might White of snow that covers death - White of days which now crushed down.
// / // White a noise now here descending All in whitest screams now bending Turning all to bleakest havoc White a menace now here pounding White a test that pass you won't That pass you shan't And whiteness lost To colors full And colors bright - And white an empire gets lost White a kingdom to decay White a death-inducing spell White of death and white of lies White a noise that's lost now soon All the colors to succumb All the faces to confuse All now melts All blood is one.
/// /// All in sleep now cast upon us All in dreams now to appear All the boundaries now lost All the sleep now lulls to calm All the sleep now makes here see All in sleep here walk together Dreams are sights of truth deep down Dreams deep down all white consume And drown all noise In soothing tones And make the stuff outside just go And white an overflow of senses Not to breach And break just down Broke it down in dreams so past Broken down again it be All the colors now break in All the brightness that's so fake All the skinny surface break All it now to truth return All it now Shall fade to black.
SUBTRACK A: GRAVE
The silence now Slows down it all And in its grasp The speed all lost And all now quiet, Rest it here - Rest you here - And like a graveyard's silence Proleipsis Or prophecy Or just a picture now That stirs That may just see Coincidence Not fate Not consequence Not what's to come And slowly all Is set here still And not a movement made No turn And not a finger moved And now In this silence In this stillness In this slowness Peace To find A final time.
TRACK TWO: BLACK
/ Black of night And black of space And blackest face That holds the stars And guides the sunlight Guides the light And darkest space now Seen in dreams And darkest blackness Soothing so And lulls you in And holds you tight So caringly Effectively And space a carrier of all And dreams in space will see their call And space a future Future black And future bright And both united Form the matter Matter seen And matter hidden Matter known And matter dark Now unforbidden.
// And all so cleverly then schemed And all by eulogies so themed And all in discourse, speech, all set And all in shadow's race now seen And fast a race Destroys the stillness Of this game And moves now forward Blackest night And brightest stars The scheme in here And black with white And white with black Is now just one There is no light Without the darkness Darkness then Needs light as contrast Thus within It's all the same And all connected All constructed White is black And black is white And all is grey And Maya just.
/// In all its scope And all its asking All its quest - The white of stars A single state And isolate And lonely so Immersed in black And bleakest space Connected thus Through nothingness, Nirvana-like And holds the matter Deep within And positive With negative Is neutral just And light creates Annihilate Is to create Creating then Annihilates - Materializes Newest space And newest race Is set to start.
// // And further now The game us takes And newest places Newest scope And newest targets Soon now seen And fiction science to become And science fiction is outdone And culture's fictions Soon defied And need new answers Need new colors Need a splitting Of the light And rainbow's colors like Then all In future's grasp The game to call The bank to show And bluff at death And cheat her out - And man's a mage who wins it all If not then falls he to his call A call of fiction Call of dreams
// / // And call for everything, it seems - But hidden here The truth inside Biology A different sight And equalizer altogether Brings us death - And brings us life Beginnings then Anew are seen Beginnings here A different scheme And what once true so seen Just then Phase one just been, And what was seen A truth within All mixed with fakes - And new now all To be Again.
/// /// And black of night Has caught again And caught us all In sleep so stark And sleep so weak And sleep so strong And dreams inside - And dreams deep down The race reveal The race create The race define - And fiction soon Too real to be And fears and fantasies take over Fundamental wishes seen And wish-belief Becomes religion And fear-belief Itself the pit Religious zeal Destroys it all: A fiercest killer, Strikes all down And kills the life Of all involved.
/// / /// And man's a killer Darkest beast Enslaves it all Exploits the fiction Makes it true And forces all Into their scheme - And nature's lost And nature's his His nature's lost His nature's gone And cedes to fiction of the mind And fiction cold and bright like steel And plastic all So fragile this And artifices here so built But nature still Predates it all And predatory just like man Primeval force Will set it free Prime evil here Destroyed will be.
//// //// And resurrected Once again And man's a hero Bitter-sweet Sublime a creature Multi-gendered Multi-raced Multi-specied Multi-shaped Thus all is one And different surfaces Don't hold And man's a creature of the mind Intelligence The darkest burden Brightest gift But all now sleeps And all's in stasis Movement's lost And still the silence Still this thought And motioned pictures of the mind And motioned dreams And babble-talk Just like a bubble Breaks it down And light it breaks To colors all And speed just then Is soon to rise And entropy Increased again.
SUBTRACK B: ADAGIO
Slowly walking Down the lane Down the land of madness almost Down the lane of broken wishes Broken words And promises Broken past in present's scope Broken dreams Just now returning Broken everything that lived Broken all That built forever - Last forever Nothing will Nothing here to matter bound Slowly moving Answers pounding Answers asking To arrive And end this quest For dreams so new.
TRACK THREE: BLUE
/ Velvet curtain opens wide Blue a velvet, draws now open Brightest screen behind so hidden Brightest blue in brightest light Flickers up, and flickers down, Blue, erratic, lightning-like Strikes it down and lights it all Bluely tainted, Blue it feels, Feeling blue inside just so All the lights but left me so All the thoughts are lost in space Lost in time And lost to dreams Dreamy, go I to the place Place of sorrows deepest all Deepest water, made of tears, Tears deep down then searching so Tears deep down are What I find.
// Feel it all around you so Water coming from all edges Water taking back your breath Motion's lost to standing still May you spin or may you stand - Not a place to go, it's night Daylight not the surface showing Dark it all around you now Swim you may and dive and fly Rise or float or sink just now - Motion here not relevant Motion's so but last an option Final consequence don't count All inverted All perverted All in deepest blue So lost.
/// Deepest water Deepest darkness Deepest pit you're moving in Walk like lost In sleep you now Sleep a drowning force, sedating, Deepest pit then pushed you in Nothing here of true a calling Nothing here deserves a name Shadows just And bits and pieces All so filled With question marks Just pretentions Hollow shapes And hollow quest - For all's too big Too deep Too strong And ridiculed by this You are.
// // Just a question in the night Fellow worlds not found, stay hidden Blue this surface, blue of water Blue of hopes that now destroyed - Blue is all I see right here Not the sky, unclouded, clear, Not a pond in brightest lighting Not the sea with open air Not the color of her eyes Just the color of the curtain As it now Must close again All a play it was, pretentious, Just preposterous a game Thought it big And heavy-minded But so empty all just so Nice a view And nice a picture But the truth I won't find here.
SUBTRACK C: MODERATO
Speed so slow once Faster so Images so wildly pounding Images too fake now sounding And in all coincidence Silence lost And not returns it Not the slightest turn then making Not the slightest voice gets heard - All here smashed, destroyed, inverted All in darkest moods so floating Not a sound No hope remains Moderation has no use Moderate This never'll be Moderate This never was - Live or die Or win or lose - Nothing else Will hold here true.
TRACK FOUR: GREEN
/ Trees once lonely, naked, dying Here so teeming now with life Twigs and branches leaves now carry Green a world here has unfolded Green a sea of leaves of grass Green oasis in this desert Deserts but run deep within Desert ground below this all Cold a stone, and sand its children Carries all which runs above Green a surface, black the soil - Green and blue and white - outside, From the outside looking in, Glowing window in the darkness Bright a spot so lost in all - Relevance So hard a word So wrong a question Posed to size.
// Wild, imposing, All's a minion of life All's subjected to its beauty All in its own cruelty held All's just serving life's machine All's a feeder to be fed All's a breeder to be bred All's a seer to be seen All's a sleeper to awaken - All's of energy to charge All's of might and dark just same - Not the words here point to meaning Meaning points right back to them Not a sense And not a question Discourse just And speech it all And my self and I and me Just so broken down by talking Not a source they find here ever Just around them Everywhere.
/// ta - ta - ta - ta Goes the sound Goes the sound of music drumming Music drumming in my ears Music sounding from the past Past a work that's been recorded Past a life So present now Past achievement Here so vivid Here so living Here so burning Down to all And the truth to tell, where is it? Time's so lost, and tense no use Time's no use in sleep at all Future's shadows shape the present Present lives By past a pounding Guided just Each day anew.
// // Like a flame that's burning out Like a sound that's fading so Like the colors of the sky Going away Just at dusk Fade to black And won't return - And dawn's a witness to distress What's between, just nothingness - Just a sleep that's dreamt each night? Just a dream-world to collide? Just a mystery that's none? Green the fields to see out there Green the planet's surface so Green the blood - perhaps - somewhere Green of people Soylent green Soylent green is people?
// / // Time's fed up with things, I feel it, Time's a thing that's running out Never ever will it cease Either run Or not at all - Just a running down the line Or just nothing quite a concept Faster, slower, doesn't matter How to count it - oh, come on! Through the ages, myths so woven And millennia so past - And millennia so passed - All's just plot And all's just ploy All's a fiction - truth or lie, Should I care? Written down, or spoken, gone, 't'needs a voice to tell a thing - Voices then With liars come.
/// /// Liars all - and truth they tell Liars as they see their own See their truth And need perspective - Truth it all in sleep-like trance Truth's a light that comes in shades Truth's a shadow-world, A dungeon, Down the valley of the dead, Down the alley of the wounded, Down the streets of walking zombies - Find a man me that's alive! Find a man who's just his own, Find a man who's not a spectacle, a lense, Find a man - or woman, 'f course, - Find a wo/man to begin with But you won't, you can't, you shan't - All's a copy of a copy No originals Exist.
/// / /// Covered once by green the grass so Graveyards everywhere you stand Graves of past, of present, future, Graves of human, creature, plant, Graves around you, all so deep, Earth's a graveyard to begin with - Full of ghastly, odd reflections Ghosts from ages past now haunt you Ghosts from other places, too, most likely, All's now carried to within All's united now in death - Life from death in tightest union Now to surge And now to try Now to take it's course - again - Green the fields To grow upon.
//// //// Texts so old you can't imagine Textures old and new at once Strange a thing and known as much Not a thing will stay just sane Not a thing will stay the same Not a thing will alter ever - And beyond what known, just see, To the stars And to the planets Just might find you there what's dreamt of Little men so gray or green, or big, to start with, Alien - what word is this? All's so known And nothing new And in all our enterprises All just found are new disguises - Strange a making Strange my ass Just the other The opposing other Alienation An alien nation We may just be In dreams In the dark Walking Waltzing Past our graves All the green meadows Turning to blood.
SUBTRACK D: VIVACE
Sleep so daringly confided Dreams confronted, yet in vain Symbols fade And signs in faking
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Nothing here Significant Signifiers now just dead Breaks it down Inside my mind Dreams the battlefield to watch Sleep the time And walk we here Sleep the place And walk we must Sleep the mode And all concerned And all involved Just share this dream And
all And not a clue And not a hope Will here remain And green a surface Won't now fool you: Life is just another game Another ploy The plot of all - And see it now, Sleep-walker, And here it now: For done Is all.
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Dreams here dreamt A place us showing Talking faces Talking stones Talking bed And want us knowing Deepest darkness to begin Deepest dark, urge, dreaming, kin Deepest flow in shallow'st water Overturns the channels known Overflows the gorges all Just the music Will remain Music here Of might just seeming And no daylight here Let in And
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Which made sense then Letters, syllables just trash And can't constrain What's not in them There never was And never'll be.
Hear the music now that's playing Playing here of times so far Places far and heroes rising Desert world Deserted all The Green has gone And sounds consume It all around Of dunes a sound A sound of darkness Sound of light Of comprehension here so lost.
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Now, all's in past Now all's just gone Now, all's in pain Now, all's in stun - Phantoms are we Phantoms we all Nothing here stays Dunes just of dust Now it begins Now it must end End here with all End here and live - Death's end is near Death's end I fear Death is so calm Calm so and safe All it so known Death final step Nothing - that's easy - Something - but what? Fear you, small mind, Fear you what's there - Fear not - you'll live Dreams will now come Dreams will then find you Dreams will suffice - Dreams all consume here Dreams see you rise - All's now so dark All's now so bright Signs do not matter Signs are all fake Trust not the words Trust not the text Trust just your heart Trust just your feeling Trust then this end Trust will it stop Trust will it make Make till you drop - See you not, dear, See you the flames Flames from above Flames from beyond Morphia is out Sleep will subside See you once more See through your fight And now go on Go through the gate - Fate now awaits Love now to seek
will tell Levels to seek Levels to play Till in The End All then stands still Transcend you just might And end then this plight This sleep-walking mare.
TRACK FIVE: RED
/ Death now speaking through this mask Through this mask of burning crimson Crimson red and bright like fire Burning down like blood inside Burning deep in all my senses Burning, killing all alive, Red this blood - and death its name Game's now set - and all now pounding Red the color for this fight Battlefields it is we see Battlefields our deeds have told Through the ages, through the regions All's just blood and bone and weapons War's a game that needs no training Needs no guns and heavy arms - War's a mind-set, war's a plot, War's in thinking, not in acts - Us and them - and I and you - Blood will pour - Not mine, of course.
// Present, past and future one, Things don't change, don't alter ever - Persons agents not, just objects, Time stands still while things go on Single place holds all events All subsumed in instant place Celtics, Saxons, Romans meet, Add then English, French and Vikings - Battlefields then mix, collide, All then natives both and gringos Ghosts of past will always stay Fill the field The field of dreams The fields of fire Dreamscapes all And sleepy past Past so dream-like, all selective Fiction all - and real an aspect Real the mind which wrote it all? Real the general of past? Real the empire back then? Real the writer then? Oh, please! "Real"'s a word so full of lies, So full of hopes and false pretentions, Full of masks all built in speech.
/// Red the rivers full of blood Red the earth so touched with life Red the tears this sight incites Red of blood, a single color, Single entity this is - Color's red, not white, not black, Carries life by every pulse Carries all we've learned to cherish Carries all humanity And our soul, this strangest gift, All through it now pounds and sings Has it not now traveled far, Has it not now reached an end, And hopefully, will rise to higher, Yet unknown a state next time - Precious soul, and precious body, Precious union quite so perfect - Both are one And neither, different - Separated, body's dead, Separated, soul's so lost Lost to forces not quite known Lost to forces high transcendent Quite unseen And altering.
// // And dream-like all now seen in hind-sight Dream-like past and sleepy almost Past a tense of made beginnings, Past a tense of truth constructed Past like future distant so Moving now Just like in fog Clear we see what near and known Distant other so obscured May we look now back or forth - Doesn't matter, need not care - Moving now, that's what we must, That's what just happens, has to be, The knowledge thought once to be kept Will flee our hands and empty them - And time's all lost, and all's the same - The same in all its fiction-ness The same in all we do not see - And now we walk In dreams to come And sleep-like trance And walking sleep In sleep so walking Talking Just.
// / // And dreams deep down a mystery And dreams deep down quite all we see - N'all dreams the truth so hidden all, So masterly, and gracefully, What now so hidden, backlash may, What now unseen, may come then back Return to might Just might return And haunt once more The blood just dried The peace retained The answers gained - in wish-belief And faith's the hardest thing to keep, Not even mean I piousness, Not even "ortho"-doxy's grasp - Just faith, a spirit-sense and knowing, Holding on to things seen true, Holding on to wishful longing Yearning so For things to stay The same somehow In proven paths Believed just quite.
/// /// Time's a slayer all so dark Time's a slayer of the ages Slaying hopes and dreams and places Slaying relevance of now Slaying death and birth at all - Time's own scope the walk determines Time's own scope the single crushes Time's own scope just doesn't care And can't - and won't - and never has And
all here so to seem Illusion, powerful, and strongest - Authority A dream will stay Destroyers we In sleep-like trance And builders we Just equally Duality Dichotomy Illusion fuels us Unbeknownst Makes believe us all along Makes believe us what defines us Makes believe the world as such Break the dream - then dead you are Sleep's the state, unconscious almost, Sleeping, keep ignoring all, Make false facts in talking so Make assumptions all you want - Context all and text and speech Essence, soul, so everywhere And lies in all Just one, transcendent, Tiny parts a whole here forming Walk together In their sleep Walk the ages Walk through blood Waltz the universe The living Sleep reveals its double-talk Dreams deep down Are just beginning.
EXIT
What so seen in dreams deep down Hidden stay and covered mostly Trance-like all reality What so seen Both over now And will continue Evermore And wake you might to harsh a thought-world Harsh a bleakness Cement-like Colors fade in sleep so well Speed so lost - and all, is none And all what remains Just chaos here so And sense is a shadow You never should seek And never presume And poems that were The thoughts of the past The poem at hand Now present, soon gone The poems to come Will past soon become And time, passing all, Outlives our lives And ridicules all And isn't at all - And calmness returns And haze now adjourns The sleepwalker now Be put into place And discourse unfolded Enfolded again And put back to sleep To dreams deep down.
 June 19th, 2001
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