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Many Mansions
by Hunter Ingalls


"In my father's house are many mansions,"
missions, mentions, munitions, musicians, mutations,
inventions, immense moonsoons and clear, calm, dispensations
like Cranberry Lake, where love comes from the past to radiate
all through my heart. And since "The purpose of love is beauty"
My Father's House is where my mother and father met
for purposes of procreation. And it's where they still
continue living, because My Father's House has an infinite
address. But my Father's House is a very simple place,
as simple as the universe-- symbolized by the torus.
No, I can't discourse on "the worm-hole theory of space"
but if it was good enough for my father and my mother
to bring me into existence, I'll give it credence.
And clear water-- which exists in stupendous abundance
at Cranberry Lake, where time in my mind turns in on itself
and re-awakens in young-boy intimateness with everything
that exists. Yes in my Mother&Father's house you always
take your shoes off to walk barefoot in awe of sacredness.
In my Father&Mother's house I may become delirious, and thin
"as above, so below," --and rush to row row row a boat
or paddle a canoe through the awesome light that juvenates
from the lake of my heart. Regina the Queen of Delight,
meet Rainy Daycart... I am, therefore I write.
And I greet Horus the First, Torusmaster
of love, and beauty, in the tiniest bungalo or the
Empire State, Building, commingling the One-- the any--
the zany-- among the many mansions of magnificence.

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