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save us from error

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She is beautiful to the seeker of truth

Terrible to those who injure

Devotees of truth

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HUMBLE HYMN O’ DURGA DIVINE

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I bow to thee

& why not?

Thee, who art good & in whom one takes refuge

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Ye are the nectar of immortality

Oh eternal

& imperishable One

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Ye are

The embodiment of the

Om sound

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Ye are verily that which cannot be

Uttered

Specifically

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Ye are the

Supreme empress

Of all devas

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By you this universe is born

By you this universe is created

By you it is protected

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Oh ye who are the template of the whole world

Ye are the creative force

Ye are the protective power

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And at the time of the dissolution

Of the world

Ye are the destructive power

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Ye are the supreme knowledge

The great intellect

& contemplation

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Also ye are the great delusion

The great goddess

The great daemonette

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Ye are the primordial

Cause

Of everything

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Ye are the dark might & dark night

Of periodic & final dissolution &

The terrible night of delusion

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Ye are the goddess, the ruler of

Modesty

Bashfulness

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Contentment

Tranquility

Forbearance

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Armed with sword, spear, club

discus, conch, bow & arrows, Slings & mace

You are terrible

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And at the same time pleasing

Ye are more pleasing than all pleasing things

And exceedingly beautiful

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Ye are indeed

La Supreme  Durga

Beyond high & low

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And whatever or wherever a thing exists

Real or unreal

Whatever power there is in it, is possessed by You

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Oh you who are the soul of everything

How can I

Extol you more than this

?

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Oh queen of all

I bow to thee again

& again

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 Oh Durga indomitable

Devi devine

Please save us from error

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Amen & Hallelujah

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ghost town editor / elvis bojangles

lust for democracy

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excerpt:

     “Sheeeeeeeit,” said Ruthie.  “Your name’s not Eternity, is it?”

     “Hell no!  I just told you that to keep you going.  My name’s Chance.  Slim Chance.”  He smiled idiotically.

     Ruthie’s pert nose wrinkled-up into a knot of disdain.  “Slim Chance?”

     “That’s the truth.”

     She rolled her eyeballs ~ and sipped at the delicious hot coffee (in a cup) that the waitress had snuck onto the table while they’d been conversing.  “I don’t know what to believe anymore,” said she.

     “Just believe what you see,” said he ~ and he raised both hands in supplication.  “Do I look like Eternity?”

     “No,” she admitted.  “You look like Slim Chance.”

excerpt

from a short novel entitled

The Road Princess & Eternity

by Rawclyde!

oh no, another one dead & gone

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Arizona 2026

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from

A Ghost Town Called Love

by rawclyde!

2012

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I, the ghost, glided outta there

hoovered by the hotel for a while

meditating

’til I noticed across the street

that the sheriff had hung another old girl-friend o’ mine

   from the hanging tree in front of his office…

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I had asked him to stop doing that

but he’d done it again anyway

the corpse’s tattered dress

baring one smooth shoulder & her thighs

flapped like a flag

and the branch creaked like a harmonica

   as the sun sank behind a weathered building…

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I found him locked inside a jail cell

contemplating his cowardism above a candle flame

“why’d you do that?” I howled

“She ruined your life,” retorted the sheriff

I shook miserably in the shadows of his office

emotionally wiped out I sat on the corner of his atilt desk

& moaned

   “She’s a dream that’ll never die.”

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(Copyright Clyde Collins 2012)

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