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Free-flow of thoughts in a unique format—journal, verses, poems—swaying between fantasy and reality, faith and doubt, death and rebirth!

Synopsis

These poems are a collection written when the author was in the throws of a psychotic break. The goal of this collection is to create a universal and understandable metaphor out of a unique suffering. It is to bring a voice to the marginalized. It is to bring awareness to the less beautiful, less controllable illnesses such as Schizoaffective Disorder and D.I.D. Open yourself to view the world in a way that is metaphorical and delusional. Be disorientated in the author's unique view. This is not a romanticization but an olive branch. This is not a memoir but a vivisection. Come with an open mind.

Multiverse is an apt title that encompasses the obvious and the abstract aspects of B. A . O ’ C o n n e l l's collection of brief notes on myriad spiritual experiences! Crafted, with references to Biblical incidents, the chapter book (chapbook) is in a free verse style, mostly thoughts weaved as words.


From expressing the anguish of birth, separation, love, longing, and the ever burden of growing thoughts and emotions that separate the human from the creator, the verses evoke incidents from the Holy Scriptures and dress them up in modern interpretations. Be it the scourge of temptation or the thirst for redemption, the poet dwells on the need for blessed salvation. A living person needs a mentor, a dying one may seek isolation, and a born again floats in astral worlds seeking answers to cosmic mysteries. 


Amidst all the chaos of time and travel across the multiverse, the mentor provides answers, reveals secrets hidden in being human, demands trust and feelings, and encourages introspection and intimacy. From fear to loneliness, to lost faith and rise of the Inhuman, to anger and anguish, all is eventually resolved in the guidance of the mentor.


As I read the lines, the emotions of the writer are palpable but I feel they are not organized and need a more textured approach to strengthen the power in the lines. Just as this thought engulfs me, the writer addresses it, explaining why the words may confound, why the thoughts may spill and tumble over each other because they are as free-flowing as the emotions that engulf the writer.


The writer continues to waver between reality and fantasy, sometimes as fragile as a newborn, sometimes stronger than the powers of the creator. My takeaway from this pocketbook of verses is that the mind remains the crucible of creation, the soul is the eternal traveler, and the heart must surrender to the two, swaying between Gods and monsters! My favorite lines are in the piece: Afterthought One: Born Again while I was instantly pulled into this work from the first few lines.


All in all, the style and the invocation in this short book are worthy of the little time it takes to read it cover to cover. The disconnected meanderings may make you pause as you try to find some rhythm, and that may be the intent - pause, reflect, read again! As a reader, I understand that the bulk of the work lies in returning to it and reinterpreting it to feel the depth of faith and feelings, as relates to oneself. As a side-note, the book may need additional references to understand the Biblical aspects. 


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I am a technical writer and editor by profession and a creative writer in my free time. My poetry and fiction are published in various anthologies. I like to explore the world of words. I express my perspective on books, art, and life on my blog: https://www.bluepenstrokes.com

Synopsis

These poems are a collection written when the author was in the throws of a psychotic break. The goal of this collection is to create a universal and understandable metaphor out of a unique suffering. It is to bring a voice to the marginalized. It is to bring awareness to the less beautiful, less controllable illnesses such as Schizoaffective Disorder and D.I.D. Open yourself to view the world in a way that is metaphorical and delusional. Be disorientated in the author's unique view. This is not a romanticization but an olive branch. This is not a memoir but a vivisection. Come with an open mind.

Day One: Planet Earth

I was a god when I loved him—power like electricity

poured inside my veins.

My eyes beheld the glory of the new birth

and I found him worthy—

my fists balled and my eyes closed. I projected

a primal screech and purple light emitted from me

and found its way into him;

we were more than connected, more than one, we were

fractals—

impossible, perfect, repeating, infinite.


I molded all the world from beneath him

and as I melted and reformed—destroyed myself

over and over again—

as the muscle stripped from bone and I experienced such

pain that no words existed to describe; he held true

and everything became the very breath

which I could hold as

he touched my now vaporous form.

We existed outside of matter and antimatter and

we existed in a place outside of mind and body—

and we existed as pure energy, the next state of plasma

and the very universe, in fact the multiverse, was clay

in our power.

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About the author

B.A. O'Connell is a genderqueer author and artist that seeks to soothe and shock with their words. They live in Texas with their parents and their two cats. They spend most of their time writing and listening to sappy music on Spotify. view profile

Published on April 27, 2021

5000 words

Contains mild explicit content ⚠️

Genre:Poetry

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