How can the archetype of The Original
Of the Original Primary Form be known
How can it ever be discovered
When as phenomenon it remains hidden.
When it is discerned only in images
Only in the imagination of the beholder
Only in the replica... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 498 Views added 3 years ago
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So let the love game begin
It’s a match with a win
Pray, let the love game begin
From without and within.
Thru thick and thru thin
A love match to score
With ones we adore
With Eros asleep.
His lover a peek
How curious she seems
... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 655 Views added 3 years ago
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Awake before you go to sleep
you dare not at me take a peep.
Hot-tempered I be with friend or foe
and still you court me head to toe.
Asleep in darkness yet I shine.
My eyes are open all the time.
When you are cold I give you heat.
When... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 225 Views added 3 years ago
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You’ve often heard it said,
in bold Socratic dialogue;
Plato’s Republic notwithstanding,
proverbially announced:
“Necessity is the mother
of invention.”
Nay, I declare,
proverbially and aphoristically:
“Creativity is the mother
of... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 236 Views added 3 years ago
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Exile is nice
because you get
boiled rice.
Ackee and salt fish
make a good dish.
Breadfruit and banana
which have iron
make you fit
to fight a lion.
Dasheen and dash out.
And you sing and shout.
Alleloup, alleloup!
And you drink your... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 218 Views added 3 years ago
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The You.
a counterpoint
to the I;
to subjective I…
the You…
considered..
considered contextually
as The Object;
as the object
of subjective I.
yet a partner to the I;
seeking partnership.
ever seeking partnership
the You, and... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 323 Views added 3 years ago
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I
one word
that evokes me
the center point
the centerpiece
of the persona
the centerpiece
and the target
a bullseye
a dot
a focal point
encircled
by its own self
I
a beginning
and perhaps
an ending
a Redeye
of the... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 315 Views added 3 years ago
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Awareness as phenomenon
requires consciousness
which itself is unconscious
of its own unconscious state,
which is conscious of its conscious... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 209 Views added 3 years ago
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To the world of physics,
Nothing matters more
Than that which is all Matter.
As well we know,
Humanity is Matter.
Matter composed of Mass —
Potential and kinetic.
Both infinite and finite.
The parts compose the whole.
The whole reveals the... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 249 Views added 3 years ago
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She gave me life, she gave me breath.
She gave me all that I could ask for.
She gave me of her uttermost self.
Bequeathed to me, weaned from her breast.
She cared for me throughout the years.
Through life and sorrow —bitter tears.
I... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 226 Views added 3 years ago
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In search of Self I looked into the mirror and saw two staring eyes
They glanced at me and threatened my demise
Informing me without speaking that I was not wise.
“The foolish man in searching sees only his reflection
He looks about him... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 744 Views added 3 years ago
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Nor rain, nor storm, nor fiery flame
Obliterates your awesome stature
Timed in years, timeless in cultural space
Recording and reporting a spiritual legacy
Embracing and elevating human souls.
Deepening and awakening archetypal... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 204 Views added 3 years ago
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Sibling love is unasked
Refreshing, never masked
Comes from the heart
E’en when apart
Does not fear or fret
Offers no real threat
Is sincere and so endears
Thrills us all with wholesome... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 147 Views added 3 years ago
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The Wheel of Life
Has no beginning
And no ending.
And yet within this numinous wheel
We in petty imagination
Create a sene of Time…
A sense of Space
With a seeming Present
With a seeming Past.
With a seeming Future
Where dreams come... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 429 Views added 3 years ago
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Dearly Beloved, Lord Jesus
Who do people say that thou art?
Thou art indeed The Hidden one
Thou art The Christ Resident
In the very depths of the human Soul
The Selbst of the Personal Unconscious
And thy Father — in Heaven
Pray, tell... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 244 Views added 3 years ago
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In worldwide vogue a social mask
Unmasking innate Malthusian dispositions
Fear of “The Other” repressed…
Alas, now boldly superimposed
A human masquerade
Projected and personified
Sanitized in public as “The New Norm”
Received as “Social... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 158 Views added 3 years ago
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And God wept!
His tears
Became
The salt of earth…
A sea of chemical solution!
And thus
He made the world
His own laboratory
And made Himself
The Alchemist.
So that
The world
Was made of Alchemy
That man might be
Confused.
... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 325 Views added 3 years ago
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People often ask: “Where does God come from?” I discern metaphysically, that the answer must be this: “Out of Oneness; out of Singularity.”
Interestingly enough, once we, as a human species, stop meditating, once we, as presumed Homo Sapiens,... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 322 Views added 3 years ago
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I took an ice block from a fridge
and felt its hardness at its ridge.
The warm air mingling with the cold
transformed that ice block and its mold.
After a while the ice began to flow
now turned, alas, into a liquid glow.
Placed in a pan upon the... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 140 Views added 3 years ago
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I took an ice block from a fridge,
and felt its hardness at its ridge.
The warm air mingling with the cold,
transformed that ice block and its mold.
After a while the ice began to flow;
now turned, alas, into a liquid glow.
Placed in a pan... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 253 Views added 3 years ago
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Persecuted ‘Spare.’
Prince Harry, in his own words.
Monarchy exposed.
The Prince declared as Pauper.
A ‘Pauper’ remaining Prince.
No arch rivalry befalls this prince.
His legacy is made of sterner stuff.
Unquestioned royalty enough.
So... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 542 Views added 3 years ago
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Seeking outward for the temple
We find it to be the dwelling place
Of sinners.
Seeking inwards for the temple
We find its holiness
In every human... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 213 Views added 3 years ago
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To become or not to become
That which we were divined to become.
That is the eternal question
That begs for an... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 317 Views added 3 years ago
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Holiness is that which
in its finite state
is of infinite magnitude
and in its infinite state
is absolutely... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 176 Views added 3 years ago
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Holiness is that which in its finite state is infinite
And in its infinite state is... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 134 Views added 3 years ago
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Who then shall I love,
If hatred surrounds me everywhere?
Whom shall I forever
And forever endear?
Whom shall I with eternal love,
Display my heart without fear?
It is to thee who gave me
Breath and life.
It is to thee who cares for... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 312 Views added 3 years ago
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Who then shall I love
If hatred surrounds me everywhere?
Whom shall I forever
And forever endear?
Whom shall I with eternal love
Display my heart without fear?
It is to thee who gave me
Breath and life.
It is to thee who cares for me
Throughout... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 154 Views added 3 years ago
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Come Dionysus, let us entertain our frogs
as we prepare once more the great descent
into our darkened labyrinth.
There, our darkness is our light…
Not haunted by the need for space or time
we find eternal peace
in the company of spritely poets.... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 209 Views added 3 years ago
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Life is but a journey.
And we are all its travelers.
Traveling to find our core Self
that unites in us the many.
The many selves within us.
Seeking to find their union.
Seeking to find wholeness.
The journey of the soul.
That journey... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 711 Views added 3 years ago
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Behold the parable of life:
Vanity, vanity, vanity!
All of life is but a dream:
A dream of hidden treasures.
And the dream, alas, must die…
As all dreams surely die…
At the rising of the Sun…
At the rising of the Self…
The hidden Self... – by Karl Constantine FOLKES | 233 Views added 3 years ago
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