ideas & expression

so aujourdhui we will see Venus herself in transit,
not again till twenty one seventeen, will she be seen as Apollo's queen
but do not look directly else your eye's insides will seem to bleed,
they say a lens magnifies light till it can set grass blades alight
and this is just as is our eye and so we can't stare at the skies...
so in a modern manner webcasts will shows us a live copy of whats seen
over ten thousand feet from atop Mauna Loa, Hawaii. the Exploratorium
so it is called: it seems that all the life has been destroyed
in what was once a sight of magnificence, the embellishment
of experience seems increasingly irrelevant, unending useless calculations,
making safe the once excitements: though maybe nothings changed&we're still
making those same old mistakes? Dionysus lost in Apollo's wake,
for it seems everything now is stuck in static, no passionate
magnets do attract us, regulation dominates and detracts from our madness
all things must be in monotone, we even name the ways chaos roams
the mysteries of an artists mind are being scanned in brain observatories
not just Venus' track marks but too Ideas are followed close,
flows swallowed are fears true, cut fast, that belief which is just not
possible to be extrapolated, founded on no other idea seemingly
regressing into infinity and our heartfelt conviction will not justifiably
tell us its true; who is to tell us these things inside out heads? how dare
we generalise the mind's flair, its sparks and moments of brilliance.
but whilst it seems the life is sucked out, there does exist infinite
routes now to be taken, even if it seems inequalities are worse than
ever before we have a store and means to access those which never
were known till now, these words are made on imaginary paper
which has the chance to be read the world over. so for now in fact
it is a gift to watch in safe awareness Venus stare down Apollo
and Dionysiac visions can unfold and we shall see where all
our dreams will follow. this stream of consciousness shall now take
rest although the concepts here are rough, but it is spontaneous
overflow of passion's feelings which mark out life's most truthful musings...