~ Neon Night Street

~ Neon Night Street, Elisa Laura, SciFi, Dreams, Fantasy, Neon, Blue, You and Me, Us, The World, Elysion

~ Neon Night Street

 

 

Dark waves, colored curls,

Dancing music, light waves

Flashy lampposts, and - you and me

 

Hinged doors, glass walls,

Neon windows, manipulated

Food, and - you and me

 

Dancing bubbles, foolish people

Tormented drunk mutants

All by themselves, so too, - you and I

 

But you and me,

In the dead of this night,

Could both deeply see the Neon lightning

 

Between dreamland and reality

On each other's skin, where we dreamed

All so blue, in Neon, Night street

 

Electrocuted...

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

Author's Note

Enjoy - xx - :)

Reviews

[joshua deathdealer]

All the wilds of the nightlife are painted here beautifully. The excitement, the sounds and the colors. All infused together and ripping apart while in the middle moves your love and you. Together, in unison, experiencing it all. Or maybe this scene is merely experiencing you and your love.

The blending mix here is awesome. I loved the executing final word and the music..of course. xo

Your reviews make me so happy! esp. after a busy day ;) you know what I mean lol xoxo
Thank you with whole my heart dear, it's time to be in Neon Night street soon ;)

[Aethereal]

This poem reminds me of a pair of winged love-bugs buzzing around a neon light at night in a fit of elation thinking it to be the sun just before they kiss while coming all-to-close to the light's high voltage terminal. That was some kiss.

Ah yes, that's the kiss, that's so forbidden, in daylight, when night passed away, in humbled hue, and the moon just showed her face off to the sun, by saying see yah next aurora.... ;) interesting visions, thoughts, deja-vu's! love it... my friend.

[Aethereal]

You're welcome! When the weather's warmer more love-bugs should be buzzing around their neon god.

Oooh so true, when the buggies, are dancing, nice weather is coming... I saw many this eve here in the Netherlands, tomo it will be awesome weather, maybe they will find eachother, electrocuted, behind the best lantern, of the street.......... sigh ;-)

[Aethereal]

Bugs are naive, but not any less so than humans, and humans seem to enjoy every glowing moment of it all the way to the point of their shocking fatal revelation. Humans have their neon gods too. Perhaps our world is just one big attractive neon spider web woven by a dark invisible toothy Creature of Prey. Never take the well traveled road to destruction. Popularity is no guarantee of truth.

Oh I so agree... I"m weird, maybe, rather alone, and wise, on my own, then that I follow many groups, or popularity gainers. ;-) for me it's all I know nothing of, and nothing is me. :) for for others, all is god, for me it's being a dust piece, of grey hue hanging in the universe, until I find another grey piece of fantastic dust, that flies, nothingness with me, along the road of the galaxy, and the spectrum colors and hues, of our reflected space.... :) and the ones, who believe, in what they don't know, they believe ;-) in stead of preaching what the world must be, for a believe, for it's rather a manner of education, then self-knowledge. Well I ramble, I must go drive soon... and be in my road-space LOL ;) love to you friend -x-

[Aethereal]

Most people want to believe in something that's larger than life, larger than space and time, larger than any thing we can sense or know, and so they believe in a non-referent for which they designate a Marker. This Marker symbol points to no referent, it points to nothing at all. Nothing more can be said about this non-referent other than it has been given a marker. If this Marker is the symbol “God” then nothing more can be said about what this marker “God” points to because it points nowhere by definition as it must. Understanding “God” as a marker without a referent is the end of all religion, and religion has been one of the most destructive social forces on Earth. “God” is not religion.

I think, in general most people think too much for most people why they rather could be rather more happy to focus on themselves, first, for assuming, judging, pre feeling.. etc. etc.
Most people believe just what their guts, or "education"tells em to do. In my case, I love my free minded parents, and am happy they were hippies, and openminded. They never wanted me to be an obligation of wht was "their" obligation in religion, so I had and must had to made my own choice, and lol myu true friends know what I am, soma say, a damn Pagan, others a buddhist, othters a Sufi... where lays the border, of us all to interpret, and where lays the border dear friend to openly accept, and let in? :) smiling.

* typo's : "Must" and "some" and maybe more, but those sucked LOL.... dutchie in easter times, rather on wine... forgive her LOL

[Aethereal]

What's the referent for the word pain? Pain is a psychological referent that only those who have the proper hardware in their brain may be aware of. We have yet to figure out how to program pain into a computer because pain has no logical algorithm. This is the problem with language: Psychological referents are not logical constructs.

To see you switch to pain is interesting dear, are you in pain, do you 'feel"I am in pain? where lays your border? where does friendship feel? where does it not? :) wow... I love your way of reviewing, and responding to a review, because, you change slightly the subject.... here too, I didn't talked about pain, :) but you came with that... interesting, did you feel pain? hurt, hurry? animatter? :P I wonder..... we indeed yet have to figure out, and by others, it goes quite quickly, to help the self, (too) what do you think? :) and why a psychological reference, when he/she is opening his/her, core fully not be referents as not logical constructs...

[Aethereal]

Pain, pleasure, hate, God, angels, soul, and so forth all have psychological referents. They have nothing to do with logic and Philosophy. This is the great misunderstanding of our time. They are brain chemistry triggered moods. They have to do with naturals chemicals on the brain. God is a mood chemically induced mood swing the same as pain, love, or pleasure is.

Moods are foods, for thoughts, un-wood(s) -ed. LOL Rhyme could be fine, when the line of rules wasn't devine... :) exactly I do understand what you mean. I don't think it was misunderstanding between you and me thought, when tis to you, lol you should rather concider if you're honet to yourself yes or no... :) smiling. I'm no god believer, I shall never be, for God ruined my mother in law. (to make things clear). I have met people in life, being obseesed by God, and I love to find people who love God, but are just calm with God, not hyper about him.
:) for too much of a thing, ruins.... and so it's in life, with we love too much......

*divine... LOL.... :) balance, balance, in all... my friend, high love, low hums... (just feel what's right?) instead of "think" ;)

[Aethereal]

What people are trying to do is describe a psychological mood in terms of philosophy and logic and that’s not possible. When they try it, they get all mixed up making it into something that it’s not. Love is a chemically induced mood triggered within the human brain, nothing more and nothing less, but that being said it’s an evolved survival trait that the human race can not do without.

Love is the men's musk, that's attracting a woman, Love is a women's passion, that's attracting a men's mood. All is certain magnetic, and some believe God did this, scientists, reach further.... it would be a long, and endless, (almost) LOL discussion hah! ;-) wink... Beautifully said... my sweet friend. Know we are in a sky road that's highly without nothing, and "with" evertything... :)

[Aethereal]

Love is a natural drug high triggered by chemicals manufactured by the brain. Love is good. People need not make it into something that it's not for it is already all it needs to be. Two billion years of trial and error evolution made this possible before our brains got the mood perfected. We have evolved!

Seratonine, dopamine, love, and I'd be seen..... :) Love is good... it's best, it's rest, it's my chest.
Exactly, when they see more into it, they lack, they have to get their love-lifes back.... :)
I love what you are saying, I sing my kind of notes, now.... play my six stringed loved amor....

[Aethereal]

This sounds like the beginning of a new song. Perhaps:

Love

Let it be,
let it be,
no more need to wonder
let it be.

New or old song? :) ♫ yer the best bug, ;-) maybe I'll call you a beatle one day....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WcBnJw-H2wQ ♫

[Aethereal]

The Beatles where fantastic! Good night. Sweet dreams!

Oh yeah.... my hero's.... :) Nighty night, see ya in Elysion :) for sure buddy! take the brain's metro.... xD

Night night... see ya! Sweet dreams to you too! :)

[Corset]

there are all kinds of people in this world, you could not possibly save them all, save yourself, dance with yourself, believe in yourself, people will have their aggendas that we will know nothing about, have let go of, dream of, people are lights in the darkness, elecrical currents of vibrating emotions with intelligence in various meat-suits...all swarming around a lamp post, like little bugs beating ourselves against the glass. It's all so beautiful sometimes, and at others, well wearisome, but overall it's never mundane, lol, and that's the best part.

Exactly sweet R. you got me there.. and I knew you would.... there are too many dreams, I have lately, in good and bad, and I try to write them out, into my Elysion, where I hang, between two worlds... thank you so much for understanding, feeling, dancing, on my poem, my sweet firefly of light.... - x - hope all is well... R. Hugs!

[Corset]

coming out swinging love, you poetry is always exhilerating!

Swinging love, hah, I like that, :) thank you.... you are great yourself, love your mysterious, half, that can compare to mine.

[Corset]

;) lol, thank you, this music makes me want to hang white sheets all over the house to partion things off and turn on strobing black lights and a fan, heehee, fun.

[SquinklaPsyOps]

It could be a description of an atmosphere in a place with "dreamland, artificial lights" that send electricity to an exterior window in the mind of desires with a little push of spirits that ignite body temperature to where the actual state of being is faded and inner spirits find their way and erase memory when "natural light" from the sun awakens "reality".

Thank you dearest Raven Sister, for your keen insight, and most pleasurable, review... sigh! enjoyed this. -x-