Two of GW’s poems have been published in independent, beat themed magazine Beatdom. You can download a copy free here or buy one off of Lulu.
MYSPACE! MINE!
February 3, 2010
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Poems Written Whilst Obviously Under The Influence, (part 3)
January 29, 2010Reality
What words to speak to consecrate transformation
The bread into Christ is the mundane into the supreme
In mind only
What we believe to be we are
There is no reality only perception
So discipline that perception
Conception dream awakening frenzy amok in mind body and soul
I have torn a tempest across my life
These blinding screens have warped me
I have involuted
Seize power of the mind through complete gnosis and abandonment
Realise there is no mind to grip
Only filters that can be unleashed
We are the microcosm and the macrocosm
Our perceptions of depth are false
Deluded
There is no in and out up down
There is emptiness.
Let it flow.
Seek old lands with new eyes, do not seek new lands
Did Proust say it, or was it invented for my needs
Nomatter.
The drug is strong is tearing at my
My shamanic ways are developing
Technofage delirium
Yet within without my transformation is inescapable.
I believe all religions are true
I am a Muslim. A Buddhist. A Christian. A Pagan. A Jew. A Satanist.
I am a Nihilist.
I am left and right wing. I believe everything is true.
But I live not by what I believe.
But what I feel to be of most benefit.
Poems Written Whilst Obviously Under The Influence, Part 2
January 29, 2010Everything is going to be alright forever.
I wrote that underlined
Because that’s important
It’s important to remember
Death is not the end
Death is a wonderful thing
To be anticipated with excitement
When we die
We shall be ready
When our planet consumes us
It will be because
We have served our purpose
We will have progressed forward
Do not slow evolution
Do not fear the end
Do not seek anything other
Than evolution of the self
Which is everybody
Together the ants will conquer the elephant.
Poems Written Whilst Obviously Under The Influence
January 29, 2010The recurring conundrum of a spiritual minded drug user.
It would have answered the question
It would have squeegeed the third eye blind
It would have folded reality up into a corcertina and played Balkan gypsy love with your heart and soul
It would have illumined too soon
It would have graced us, emancipated, coagulated us
Into one awesome body of light
The poem I wrote last night.
It would have extrapolated your mind baggage and conveyored it right through Heathrow to your awaiting plane to Salvador, Bahia
It would have sprouted Malagasy baobab tress in your quantum mechanics
Backed-rubbed you Bangkok style in the alley
Hot rocked your clit-cock on the tick-tock
If I hadn’t been so stoned
I would have saved the poem
That I wrote whilst really high last night.
The recurring conundrum of a spiritual minded drug user
Is how to hold on
To revelation
To live eternally
In the opening of one’s mind’s eye
To remember
To press save
When you write a poem that could have changed everything.
Just one more then.
Just one more poem
Just one more line
Just one more word
Just one.
Feed me. Clothe me. House me. Love me.
Be my vent my gateway my portal
Through this consciousness
I
Write
Myself.
To give birth to myself
First I have to disappear up my own arse
If I can appear in just one more magazine
One more photo
One more movie
Then I know
I’ll know I exist
I’ll no that when I look into the cold
Dead
Eyes on my own photograph
I’ll see the glimmer of a soul I can’t find inside me
No Fear New Year
January 23, 2010
George Paul Wielgus (that’s me) did some stuff this week, I tell thee …
Performed at Catweasel, alongside a rapping harp-player and the indomitably weird Faceometer … open mike shenanigans. didn’t quite match up to the truly bizarre and outrageous nudity-and-worms fest that happened at the Foundry before Christmas, but still grand …
Also, two submissions accepted. Will be appearing in Sharon Bakar’s readingds uber-anthology (alongside everyone else in Kuala Lumpur who somuchas put pen to scrawl).
Also the lovely David Wills from beatdom now wrote back and said he’ll include a couple of pooms in issue 5, coming out January 31st. Feedback from him was ace:
“I like these, so I’ll think about breaking the deadline and putting them in Issue Five. I didn’t like them the first time I read them, but I totally changed my opinion on second reading… I’m not sure why, so I’ll think about it. “
Cheers Willsy. That hopefully captures most people’s response to them.
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