The Sequence of Stars Proceeding

[Thunderembargo]

Who will draw these new star constellations, 
now that the old ones have died in the pale light of primitive superstition,
this sequence of proceeding ages, millennia of false sacrifice
blooded goats capricorn and leo's fixation on superfluous superfluity
pisces no longer fluid, with rivers of memory flooded and gone

libra, having opened her book of the dead, to weigh her scales of judgement
has not observed any flickering shadow, or doubt, or remorse
WE ARE NO LONGER DYING HERE
or dying to die 
or living to live
all light has been made constant and blaring the divine bliss of angels 

waiting for the inscription of scribes and incantation canto's
dispelling the spells of past druidic lore, and scorpio's chore
to unwind the never-ending tree to its essence
and revivify the chant of maya and mythopoeic utterance

will gemini turn us blue in the southern hemisphere
running replacements for steady boxers
reflected in some alternate position
castor finally wedded to phoebe, his cousin
blue for boxers in shorts or short films of millennial personae
attached and met, those fallen stars falling
pollux and hilaria now met in southern eyes
and with southern eyes waiting .............for their joining

perhaps the centaur will fly high to the eye of the southern constellation
man entwined with sagittarian beast
and provoked to scan the lensing sky, the telescoping sky
in proverbial gallantry and repose
arching through the canopy what was once found on the ground
the being of his dimension self-occupied no longer
yet freed in the occupation of dimension and all directions

with gates in all directions, cancer will open to god-like men, 
women as goddess will revolt in apposition to the revolving heavens
stubborn aries heading to omega
and emerald earrings for silent maidens trimming their own wicks 
and setting their candles high, with sleight of hand
with the censer of eternity burning forever in well-lit, evocative aether halls
the substrate of aquarian seas, ebbing with sweet substance, 
and flowing nectar................
or nectarine fructifying verse, 
verses of universes
and books unbound and unsealed, 

and virgo will cast her seeds of stars into the new wind
as brazilian forests continue to surmount the beastly engines,
of humanities hybrid junctures, 
her skyways full of all medicine and decent pleasure
vestal and true

and finally zeus
cloaked as taurus, bull-headed and blunt
moving stars and through stars
to elysium end, the new heavens, the new earth
carrying all towards the end
the beginning

[CRNDLSM]

Who will draw these new star constellations, who drew the old ones? Entire people's over time? A committee? 
now that the old ones have died in the pale light of primitive superstition, stars do die, constellations can change, over billions of years though.  If people had traveled through space to learn and relearn histories and dark ages those same stars would make different constellation, just my train of thought 
this sequence of proceeding ages, millennia of false sacrifice
blooded goats capricorn and leo's fixation on superfluous superfluity
pisces no longer fluid, popular constellations, or dead with rivers of memory flooded and gone

libra, having opened her book of the dead, to weigh her scales of judgement
has not observed any flickering shadow, or doubt, or remorse
WE ARE NO LONGER DYING HERE very imperative
or dying to die 
or living to live now you're rambling 
all light has been made constant and blaring the divine bliss of angels trumpets? Angels and astrology or aliens

waiting for the inscription of scribes one inscription of many scribes? and incantation canto's
dispelling the spells  sacrificing clarity for sound it seems of past druidic lore, and scorpio's chore nice rhyme 
to unwind the never-ending tree to its essence
and revivify the chant of maya and mythopoeic utterance Mayans had different constellations, occurring around the same time? 

will gemini turn us blue seems significant in the southern hemisphere
running replacements for steady boxers
reflected in some alternate position what boxers reflected?
castor finally wedded to phoebe, his cousin
blue for boxers in shorts or short films of millennial personae blue again but flying connections between shorts and time
attached and met, those fallen stars falling
pollux and hilaria now met in southern eyes
and with southern eyes waiting .............for their joining I feel like the planetarium I've been daydreaming in has just started spinning out of control and now I'm dizzy

perhaps the centaur will fly high to the eye of the southern constellation
man entwined with sagittarian beast
and provoked to scan the lensing sky, the telescoping sky I like this imagery 
in proverbial gallantry and repose
arching through the canopy what was once found on the ground
the being of his dimension self-occupied no longer
yet freed in the occupation of dimension and all directions I want some punctuation through here 

with gates in all directions, cancer will open to god-like men, 
women as goddess will revolt in apposition to the revolving heavens
stubborn aries heading to omega
and emerald earrings for silent maidens trimming their own wicks it's like pleasant ranting
and setting their candles high, with sleight of hand
with the censer of eternity burning forever in well-lit, evocative aether halls
the substrate of aquarian seas, ebbing with sweet substance, 
and flowing nectar................
or nectarine fructifying verse, it seems like a joyous relation between experiencing everything in the universe, and the use of words.
verses of universes
and books unbound and unsealed, 

and virgo will cast her seeds of stars into the new wind
as brazilian forests continue to surmount the beastly engines,
of humanities hybrid junctures, 
her skyways full of all medicine and decent pleasure
vestal and true I get that there's a pattern but this block seems a little weak after the previous one

and finally zeus
cloaked as taurus, bull-headed and blunt
moving stars and through stars
to elysium end, the new heavens, the new earth
carrying all towards the end
the beginning I have the image of the sun chariot rising and setting from the Beethoven portion of fantasia.  I don't know how i can help with this because it seems you know what you're talking about, and even though sometimes my comprehension gets lost in the sound of all the words combined.  Alliteration flows well.  Keep writing

[Thunderembargo]

okay.  I will take out what you deemed rambling.  Living to live.    Does seem to be superfluous.   I also added some millennial names, some obvious and others more blue-lited.   or back-lit, the line which called for punctuation, I filled out with new stars..............which are sorely needed in these days of Isaiah and prophecy, in my book and perhaps yours as well.............. (although I wouldn't wish to impose or Adelaide................

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Who will draw these new star constellations,
now that the old ones have died in the pale light of primitive superstition,
this sequence of proceeding ages, millennia of false sacrifice
blooded goats capricorn and leo's fixation on superfluous superfluity
pisces no longer fluid, with rivers of memory flooded and gone

libra, having opened her book of the dead, to weigh her scales of judgment
has not observed any flickering shadow, or doubt, or remorse
WE ARE NO LONGER DYING HERE
or dying to die
all light has been made constant and blaring the divine bliss of angels

waiting for the inscription of scribes and incantation canto's
dispelling the spells of past druidic lore, and scorpio's chore
to unwind the never-ending tree to its essence
and revivify the chant of maya and mythopoeic utterance

will gemini turn us blue in the southern hemisphere
running replacements for steady boxers
reflected in some alternate position........many counts of stars
radiating castor, finally wedded to phoebe, his cousin
blue for boxers in shorts or short films of millennial personae
Duke Ellington or George Gershwin
Muhammad Ali or Don Zimmer
attached and met, those fallen stars falling
pollux and hilaria now met in southern eyes
and with southern eyes waiting .............for their joining

perhaps the centaur will fly high to the eye of the southern constellation
man entwined with sagittarian beast
and provoked to scan the lensing sky, the telescoping sky
in proverbial gallantry and repose
arching through the canopy what was once found on the ground
the being of his dimension self-occupied no longer
yet freed (in the occupation of dimension) and:
as the sky naturally portends
in and through*^*/**^*/***^*ALL DIRECTIONS

with gates in all directions, cancer will open to god-like men,
women as goddess will revolt in apposition to the revolving heavens
stubborn aries heading to omega
and emerald earrings for silent maidens trimming their own wicks
and setting their candles high, with sleight of hand
with the censer of eternity burning forever in well-lit, evocative aether halls
the substrate of aquarian seas, ebbing with sweet substance,
and flowing nectar................
or nectarine fructifying verse,
verses of universes
and books unbound and unsealed,

and virgo will cast her seeds of stars into the new wind
as brazilian forests continue to surmount the beastly engines,
of humanities hybrid junctures,
her skyways full of all medicine and decent pleasure
vestal and true

and finally zeus
cloaked as taurus, bull-headed and blunt
moving stars and through stars
to elysium end, the new heavens, the new earth
carrying all towards the end
the beginning