THE LOTUSES OF EVIL, AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA [i can read book club .txt] 📗

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at the reflection
aims
the mirror

8
the tail
throws off
the lizard

9
the tremble
and the shiver under
the skin

10
the thinnest
vortex
in the teardrop

11
the clanging
of cicada in the piece
of ice

12
in the bee
has gasped
the wind

13
the swallow
casts the shadow
of the black kite

14
the path
in air
through petals

15
the lack of drop
on the tip
of the leaf

16
the fall of buzzing
bumblebee... in chaos
of soft caterpillars

17
gushed out
without streams
the rain

18
the tremble's caught
in the trap
of thrill!

19
stings of dead bees
shows the path to cold
of dead nestlings

20
back into the speck of dust
compression
of the explosion

21
on the other side
of the Void of the butterfly –
is the Nothing of the wolf


LOTUSES OF THE EVIL: PUREPOND 1

1
the old pond –
the frog has leapt...
no splash!

2
more fearful
than storm – the Smooth
of Pond

3
to shudder
with the Other
Spring!

4
more fearful
than gas chambers –
the aroma of the flower

5
seek after
the Other
Evil!

6
evil
of purity of pond
is the Lotus

7
more fearful
than tempest – is the Emptiness
of the Flower

8
to shudder
with the Other
Autumn!

9
more fearful
than the explosion – is the First
Snowflake

10
leaves
burn down
the wind

11
with sprays
bristled up
the drop

12
the Abyss
falls
in Itself

13
the Poison outside of
the poison Kills
Absolutely

14
the easiness of Horror
is more terrible than
the fear

15
the tiger sneaks
on its own
hair

16
the bit of fluff has separated
from the dead
hawk

17
to entrap
the trap
by wolf

18
the instant
of the spring
snow

19
the bumblebee
awoke inside
the flower

20
the flower came to itself
in the midst
of the Storm


LOTUSES OF THE EVIL: PUREPOND 2

1
the grasshopper
has comprehended the leap of
the tiger

2
the might of opening
of the severed
bud

3
the wave of fan
made of the stings
of wasps

4
the worms
did not disavowed
the petals

5
dirt
is the
lotus!

6
the liberation
of the sting from shape of
the bee

7
the Abyss
won't close on
the paw of wolf

8
reading “I-tzin”
by “The Flowers of
Evil”

9
the bit of fluff
is always harder than
the chasm!

10
to touch the tear
of the dead
rat

11
the sudden
turn of
the snowflake

12
to last a little bit
with tiny
drop

13
the vivid crackle
of the dried up
moth

14
the Light cannot
gnaw through
the paw

15
die –
and remain out of
the petals!

16
the trap
is caught by
the snare

17
the snare
is caught by
the Abyss

18
to live
the stab
of knife

19
to live
the spurt
of blood

20
by butterfly of Zhuang-Zi
to crucify
Dao!


LOTUSES OF THE EVIL: PUREPOND 3

1
how looked like
the Nonexistence before
Its' Absence?

2
the leap of
the grasshopper
without legs

3
quietly expanded
the little lump
of warmth

4
needed is
the bite of snake
by petals

5
when absent is
the track – there is
no footprints

6
the delicate
inside
of the stone

7
the snake
has lost its way
in the worm

8
the tremble of the dew
in the labyrinth of
the snail

9
the spider revives
from its Own
Web

10
tearing off the wings
re-creates
the butterfly

11
from Void –
passing dying –
to the Absence

12
the dance
of the dragon on four
specks of dust

13
to frighten
the mirror with the shivers
of the hawk

14
contracted the cold
into the little lump
of warmth

15
run of the doe
without one
leg

16
roaming of caterpillars
in the abandoned
ant-hill

17
silence
of the dying
branch

18
the leaves
are let away
by the stem

19
the Truth of
stripping off
the skin

20
from Nothing
the whole
rose


LOTUSES OF THE EVIL: PUREPOND 4

1
the tear of Christ
betrays
the bit of tear

2
snow is melting
in the bill
of the eagle

3
all of a sudden
gushed out
the dew!

4
peal
of the bluebell
under the hail

5
grandeur
of imperceptible
death

6
when there is a muteness
the silence is
the thunder!

7
abandoned nestlings
are being nursed by
Death

8
fallen leaves
are for the dead
wind

9
the warmth of baby rats
is in the killed
rat

10
even if
the drop of
dark!

11
to break the cage
inside the flying
hawk!

12
withered tree
flowers
with the flame

13
the triumph
of the sliding
of the tear

14
to save inside
in order to Execute
outside!

15
the killed
by roses is himself
the Killer of the Roses

16
the rose is
to be stabbed by its own
thorns!

17
the kill –
is the Most
Tender!

18
the butterfly
has broken the drop of
tear

19
Satori
in the state of
ash

20
the leap of tiger
from the tip of
the speck of dust


LOTUSES OF THE EVIL: PUREPOND 5

1
death of the lotus
in the pose of
cobra

2
trembling
of the broken
webs

3
the beaming of the blood
on hair of
the wolf

4
narcissus
is full of
sap

5
hara-kiri
of the every particle of
Light

6
the snow that
lies is falling
quicker

7
the clap
of fluffy eyelids of
the eagle-owl

8
the snowflake
gives birth to
Power!

9
Death –
is the most
fragile!

10
suddenness
of butterfly among
the snowflakes

11
there is only the snow
in the abandoned
nest

12
tremble of hairs
on the belly of
the bumble-bee

13
it is
a New Shiver –
without fear!

14
the sudden
speed of
the wind

15
the happiness of the
Instant
Death!

16
all of a sudden there is
a lightning there is all
of a sudden the thunder

17
the lighting has not
discerned
the dragonfly

18
the chasm couldn't
grip
the Void

19
wasn't in time to sleep
the autumn
bumble-bee

20
the butterfly
is late for
its Death


LOTUSES OF THE EVIL: PUREPOND 6

1
fear,
O Light,
to cry!

2
the Fire has left
the bounds
of the flame

3
bits of
fluff form
the tornado

4
to become the venom
for the children
of the nectar!

5
O just by yourself
sap the nectar,
bee!

6
to cut off
not the petal
but its leap

7
the Hurricane
recoiled from
the dandelion

8
radiant
dirt on the dark
purity

9
the drop of dew
revived
the rain

10
the fury
of dirt showed
the lotus

11
the snail
passed ahead of
the swallow

12
revenge
with wings
of the moth!

13
to clean
the dust
from the mirror

14
the butterfly
meditating upon
the web

15
to cast the Terror
by the very delicate
pollen!

16
Nothing of
the Flower is
the flower

17
the leap
of the Abyss into
the butterfly

18
untwined by itself
the nest
of the bird

19
the entrance
to the labyrinth
of wasps

20
the sudden bite
of the dead
wolf


ART OF WAR

"First win,
then seek the battle"
Sun Tzu "Art of War"

Sun Tzu doesn't
know
it:

in careless
fluttering of the butterfly is –
the Art of War

silently the hawk
flies up high –
Banzai!

Battering Ram of the Bee!
instead of nirvana of
the torn out sting

to turn
yourself in One Single
Hit!

reminded of hara-kiri
protruding from the belly
sword of the locust

Dao didn't
give birth to
the empire!

De didn't
feed up
the emperor!

squeezed the emperor's
silk; crumpled the embroidered
dragons

die, chrysanthemums!
the world is under the reign of
Diving Bumble-bee

right under the feet
crawl and crawl
the worms

attack of the butterflies –
the flowers explode with
blooming!

thousands of kamikazes...
do not betray them, emperor!
better die Yourself!

danger –
in the tear of kamikaze there is –
Tsunami!

the boughs salute
Death; thrown up
yellow leaves

with no fear blooms
the first primrose to be the First One
to Die

gust of the wind!
one dandelion captures
the whole field

revenge is –
in the heart of every
speck of dust!

the Triumph of
the Burning of the Moths is itself
the Empire!

in the Fire the dew didn't
leave
the leaves

breaking through
the Great Limit
with the ram of ashes!

away, emperor!
in Their Pure Fire
the moths are coming


ZEN OF THE CONTROL SHOT

remember: the flight of
the swallow – is the part of
the Purity of Hate

the weak Dao
destroys
the universe

just enough is
the glowing of
firefly

to kill the Morning
with the drop of
dew!

plague is just
for fondling
the rats

avidly
to drink
the mud!

long
enough lied
the purity

abomination
and deception of
the pure

pray to
ancient
beetles!

the butterfly
squeezed
fangs

the doe won't
loose
the face

to see
the tears of fish
in the water

to feed
life
with violence!

nectar itself
laps
the bee

to