Movements Beyond the Null
On his blog, RockCookieBottom.com, Jonathan Mann has daily "creative assignments" which I sporadically complete (much like actual school). This is the latest of my contributions. The assignment: "Write a short song about bringing an inanimate object to life. Bonus if you use the word: Homunculus (Look it up!) Post in comments."
MUNDUS IMAGINALIS*
Unbounded fathom,
Where every piece of light from all the stars below has met with its decay
Light beyond blindness.
Unimaginable wave length. And constant frequency.
Nearest unto death.
Even this dread arena is manifest.
This sluggish place was born from the unmoved.
Whatever motivation set in motion that momentum,
Momentum hath found its way to me.
My life a denser ripple than the universe's distances.
Invaginated in vibration. A fertile soil of shifting vapors.
Before the uncontainable and unrestrained,
Ancestor of plurality and phase,
Is this touch of the Unknown and the Creation of Change!
Changer of The Glimmerless into The Pan-Reverberant!
Whatsoe'er Thou Art!
Thou Trickster!
Howsoe'er Thou Movest!
Impatience!
Howsoe'er thou didst surprise even the Abyss!
Thou Art Responsible For This!
(Ever thy preserved and formless friction brings me life!)
Thou sleepless, barest breath!
Instant inspriation!
Whatsoe'er Thou art, I am thy animation!
A wave moves through the water
Bringing nothing but itself to life.
As Athena strode from the Godhead
So is there a stirring from below where sounds the uncreated.
Forgotten and unseen.
Beyond figment and all folly.
Unrestrained. Unholy.
Maker of Lives from beyond the Motionless!
Whatsoe'er Thou Art!
Trickster!
Howsoe'er Thou Movest!
Blasphemer!
Howsoe'er thou didst o'erpower even the Abyss!
Thou Art Responsible For This!
(Ever thy preserved and formless friction brings me life!)
Thou sleeplessness! Magic spell of willful breath!
Inspriation!
Whatsoe'er Thou art, I am thy animation!
MUNDUS IMAGINALIS*
Unbounded fathom,
Where every piece of light from all the stars below has met with its decay
Light beyond blindness.
Unimaginable wave length. And constant frequency.
Nearest unto death.
Even this dread arena is manifest.
This sluggish place was born from the unmoved.
Whatever motivation set in motion that momentum,
Momentum hath found its way to me.
My life a denser ripple than the universe's distances.
Invaginated in vibration. A fertile soil of shifting vapors.
Before the uncontainable and unrestrained,
Ancestor of plurality and phase,
Is this touch of the Unknown and the Creation of Change!
Changer of The Glimmerless into The Pan-Reverberant!
Whatsoe'er Thou Art!
Thou Trickster!
Howsoe'er Thou Movest!
Impatience!
Howsoe'er thou didst surprise even the Abyss!
Thou Art Responsible For This!
(Ever thy preserved and formless friction brings me life!)
Thou sleepless, barest breath!
Instant inspriation!
Whatsoe'er Thou art, I am thy animation!
A wave moves through the water
Bringing nothing but itself to life.
As Athena strode from the Godhead
So is there a stirring from below where sounds the uncreated.
Forgotten and unseen.
Beyond figment and all folly.
Unrestrained. Unholy.
Maker of Lives from beyond the Motionless!
Whatsoe'er Thou Art!
Trickster!
Howsoe'er Thou Movest!
Blasphemer!
Howsoe'er thou didst o'erpower even the Abyss!
Thou Art Responsible For This!
(Ever thy preserved and formless friction brings me life!)
Thou sleeplessness! Magic spell of willful breath!
Inspriation!
Whatsoe'er Thou art, I am thy animation!