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Corporeality
by quinn Friday, Oct 25 2013, 10:41am
international / poetry / post

everything has a
specific character,
advantages and disadvantages

i found myself trapped
in a gross body/vehicle
that is dependent on gross
matter in the form of food
to sustain it --
a truly primitive vehicle
to house consciousness

the human body can barely
absorb what it requires,
it ingests/imbibes and assimilates
what it can then urinates,
defecates and releases all manner
of waste products, a truly inefficient mechanism
compared to the pure absorption
of light energy,
no pollution, no waste, no primitive alimentary canal,
just frequencies of light energy

when faced with the prospect
of living an entire life in this mammalian heap of shit
i understandably baulked, became despondent
and contemplated leaving -- not suiciding,
it is a matter of mind whether or not the body survives,
the gross is totally dependent on the fine

in that sense
i was one unhappy being
and so, universal creation/consciousness
intervened

i was shown (while disembodied)
realms of light i had left and others i was
yet to experience and then it was explained
-- non-verbally and instantly --
why it was necessary to endure this
uncomfortable, gross encasement

so i endure
and fulfil my obligation

but after a time i realised this dread
has one -- only one -- redeeming
feature, a unique characteristic,
this gross thing is able to transform
subtle psychic nerve currents into gross sexual pleasure,
it is able to channel consciousness through the gonads
and back through the nerve centres to explode
in momentary physical pleasure
but i must qualify --
this transient pleasure is as a mosquito bite
compared to the enduring ecstatic bliss
of continuous creative consciousness

it seems that orgasms
are a type of bribe to contain souls
trapped in a very uncomfortable
and troublesome body

i am known never to look a gift-horse
in the mouth,
so i am inclined to occasionally
indulge myself in life’s little pleasures

so,
it is with thanks and
gratitude to future liaisons
that i play and dedicate the attached songs
to all the girls i have known and will know --
there is more to life than a fucking mortgage, girls

the body is prison enough

Be my baby - The Ronettes
The Joker - Steve Miller Band