ben yosaf aperitif— The Delphic bard of Athens and The First Citizen Diplomat of the U.S.A.
herein one discovers ben bussewitz' Fountain of Bounty within the Internet (The F.B.I.)
The three kingpins of the future— The Triple EEEs— ecumenical harmony in the Great World Religions, an end to hunger, everlasting world peace. The Three W's (The Three Worlds), the path that leads us there— World Harmony, World Peace, and World Evangelism of the Great World Religions. The Queen's Triumphing T's— Talk, Turn, Tell, as all her world people act in happiness and grace, being good to each other, wishing greatness and the best times for all of us here sharing Mother Earth. For more on this systemic philosophical framework, see the Mission Statement at www.accordingtotime.one
(Ben Bussewitz may as well say he is the king.)
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His Highest Greatness is:
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His Highestness, King Ben Bussewitz, the Awesome and the Heavenly
Her Highest Star in the Moon Air:
Her Royal Highness, Queen Ocean Diamonds Mossy Golden Stripes
Follow our authority. I am the North Star rising. She is the Dao. We are all the bird chirps-- scenically oblique. We are song of the crowd, Planet Earth, dancing to that groovy buzz, the strings of my guitar.
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Ben James Bussewitz is King Poet, of the Earth (for all of time)
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T.A.S. is Queen Music, of the Earth (for all of time)
ben bussewitz
ben bussewitz—
Poet, Philosopher, Musician, Journalist, Novelist
with the will to engender
the global call
to environmentalism
and Good Stewardship
of the great Human Family's
shared footprint
in their shared lives
on Our Awesome Earth
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Artistic Expression of Self​
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This is the way it heads, from upstream where the fountains are framed in the Noble Firmaments of a castle tucked high up on a silvery, alacrity of a beautiful—impending to intruders whilst being a haven and Center of Truth for pilgrims and natives alike— your very own castle of made of clay and by your own hands. This is the beginning of you. That is made of the clay and silvery inkwell and fragrance in the hollow of the willow sediment that coming to life while overlooking the cliff's edge, zealous the heights, in the head light, the Bright Lights of the heights you love overlooking the distance and the sunrise, in the sunshine, in the sunlit of the starry face and mind, in the pastel flavors plush of good life, and onward through the sensuous, imparting riverways which flow through the life and the love of the land, your place in holy Mother Earth, as you and I soar, in our heightening of senses, while along the face of the mountain our spirits rush and soar wanting more and just more. We flow according to your emotive mentalities and tempestuous starry domes of the stereo limelight highs and lows. Our very integral passing tastes, as we pass by in the blink of the wandering eye-light, in the light of these very dynamics of phenomenal refrain and suspense, thematics and actions, happenstance in the caliber of potential and engineering zebra stripes, all perfectly imparted, the arresting and conquering of the forces of gravity and control of physical and spiritual materializations, where it keeps the fizzling and hustling stream ushering forth by the weightless weight of the eternal spring. And quite simplicity is where at the foot of your swinging door, you rule this kingdom with your kinship and close cohort of comrades, your conniving troupe along with the entire council of elders, as you spiral out patterns and shapes of this all around that take off as flying vessels from the peaks, the heights of this our artwork, filled with good offerings of cherished food for to offer the Grandfather Sun and Grandmother Moon.
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— Indeed, the sun is the origin of all the energy on the earth.
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— Yet the formidable and shapeless shapes of each moon phase command the ocean waves.
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Perhaps, this is the noble and beautiful life you lead of endless dimensions and colors, beauty, transcendence, animistic and prismatic texture.
The light of love amongst our beautiful walks upward on the path to greater and even greater truths, where we offer a noble processions in what we do.
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And herein we encounter the countenance of the sacred fulfillment of a holy circumambulation of this blessed and wonderful mountain-fortress: as we go on the merry, we fall down to our knees and propound prostrations which are pleasing to the Lord in all our zany, noble, and reverent ways, edge-driven, made in wonderful finishes of perfect colors, textures, and shapes.
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The way in which the earth is moving to dawns, midnights, new days, all around, when anything and everything may change with the a rush or no sound, sometimes from far away fields where the horizons are taking shape, sometime with a spout of nimbus in one single ocean wave.
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The clock passes resolutely and inevitably along the page, and one day, we will be encountering a peaceful new time of a clement, temperate, pleasing-to-the-ways-of-the-days epoch that presents upon unending years.
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This shall be the sunshine at its pinnacle equinox of expression, all of us together in good cheer, all of us, the world's people, in our fulfilled and happy selves one and all grateful and right here, in our effusive, selfless, and charitable state, a perfect state-of-mind with beautiful and heartwarming unyielding wealth of yearning, one could say, when all the life on earth is in gentle peace of the way of this perfect new day.
As per the earth's gravity and momentum of rest lived out her awesome perpetual eon-aged ripe refrains and beautiful breaths, of life always anew for all the living and the dead, from our line of ancient ancestors, the Human Family, well-fed and all the most amazing and the best, in Mother Earth's loving renown.
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- ben bussewitz
The RosepileProject is ben bussewitz.
to learn more about ben bussewitz, here is the Stereo Navigation of his Digital-Persona Pyramid in which he, by reaching the speed of light, lives his whole life, not in the world of the outside-- but within his lived digital framework in which he is completely and totally inside the digital world, right here, on the world-wide-web (here is his Central Internet Activity— the C.I.A.):
But first, check this out—
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.. How the organisms of the universe, all of nature's mind and corporal frame, are connected in their togetherness is that they all depend on another and their individual and shared meaning is co-emergent and co-determined. In this interface in which the self, or soul, is embedded in a system which is an extensive network of multi-tiered, multilayered living-machine of moving parts (the earth, in which we all share our parts), in this conglomeration and this whole is: yourself, along with all the action and thought through which you carry the self, or soul. The most important ideas in the world, are the main ideas that stir all reality (the universe). With this in mind, I am always living in the digital, here in the real-world, the world-wide-web, for the matter of fact that I can reach a wider public, a larger audience, and have more means and control of which I can augment and fashion my public identity. (Enter into the world-wide-web, I entreat thee; enjoy lifetime in my company, within the real-world, the world of the digital.) The web platforms in which I primarily reside are as follows:
https://hearyemullsaythezine.blogspot.com/
https://www.twitter.com/cermaic-sequoia
https://soundcloud.com/rosepilesymmetry
https://www.reverbnation.com/TennesseeHustler
https://www.youtube.com/@thefriendlylantern
​https://magicspellzandpotions.blogspot.com/​​
https://magicspellzandalchemy.blogspot.com/
https://www.instagram.com/benjaminjamesbussewitz/
https://www.change.org/p/congress-freeing-immigrants-from-detention-centers
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The Rosepile Project. The Rosepile Project. The Rosepile Project. The Rosepile Project. The Rosepile Project. The Rosepile Project. The Rosepile Project.
The earth is wild. And so are you. You are part of nature. It's one of your virtues. The earth is strong. It's a interwoven flock of stuff. Amongst crags and fogs, there is the life of a flock. The earth is steadfast. It remains for all of time. In the way it is governed, it is part of the sublime. The earth is beauty. It has you and me. It has all of us together. The whole people family. In one and the other is the life of the all. In each drought and each plethora, there is more than we can count.
- ben bussewitz
In the whole world, we are all a whole, one and each other, the entire people. In the whole world we are the fleet of the flock. The way we go down the rushing river is in beauty, music, and stereo surround. As we impart the life of the quay, we take off delicately, ship unto sea. We are all together, all the way around. We are a whole human people, spinning around the axis of tilt. We tilt in and outward, in fabrics of one, twos, and threes. It's the waltz of the people. It's our music, exactly. We carry onward and outward. To the beyond and the highest star. And the way that we belong here, is in our lifetime of the way in which we shine like the stars, in the light of the sun and moon.
- ben bussewitz
Ben Bussewitz
Creativity. Genius. Innovation.
Ben Bussewitz is an up-and-coming poet who has been published in the Mediterranean Review, the Allegheny Review, and Pegasus. He spent three years at Allegheny College working toward B.A.s in Philosophy and English. There, he is a Distinguished Alden Scholar who has been awarded the Best Philosophy Major, The Paul G. Zolbrod Junior Major Award, and the Cornerstone Award for being a senior who will leave behind a good legacy at Allegheny. Also, for two years he was the English Student Department Representative, voted in on an open ballot. Now, he is beginning to put together a non-governmental organization called The World as One Organization which he chairs, along with one other, and together and with many people, they are working toward the Triple E Initiative.
In sequences of havoc, stillness, alacrity, and quiltpens, the music within us is in our beautiful hearts. The music around us shines through the air. And the music of the sunshine shines the light of carefree caringness. The beauty of one in the beauty of all. The way we see people shines light on us all. The way we see people is in the way of the poem that you read in the quiet when no one is home, the one you love especially so. The way we see people is the way we see our friends, good and honest and kind and forever. The way we see the land and the ocean is in the way it is free, wild, and captured by the modifier of 'beauty.' We love this place a lot!
- ben bussewitz
