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In the Beginning There Was a Word from Our Sponsors



Welcome, O welcome 
the many winged archetypes, 
supple and black, 
enfolded in milky white, 
milky way white, 
hanging in midair, 
peering through 
the portal, the slinky tube 
of the time traveling 
Dream Catcher wheel. 


Help is on the way ... 
Hooray. Hooray. 
Help is on the way … 
Hooray. Hooray. 
For whom? 
I cannot say. 


They exist in the imperfect 
Shapeless spaces unifying 
Our oppositional own imperfect 
Spaces. They resonate in 
The ripples of the swimming 
Pool light at moonlight, 
And intimate choices 
Made by man and volcano 
Long ago. 


Help is on the way … 
Hooray. Hooray. 
Help is on the way .. 


As they wave, pleading, 
Begging for business deals, 
Moving closer to our dreams, 
Tumbling through timeless 
Synchronistic switches 
That speak our name. 
They twitch in the fierce 
Firestorm of the Eve-bitten 
Apple, and dance, 
frightened and purple 


Help is on the way, 
They hope and pray: 
Hooray. Hooray. 
Their master, like ours, 
Has up and gone away.