SpokenWord ForWhatItsWorth
Visit my consciousness
it is buried
it is vast.
With windows intersecting, and medicine fast, multiplying Holograms
I fly through them
fast.
Where language is non-existent
Non-apparent and a complete non-factor
I open my arms to the benefactor and people dying in time never realizing that this is part of the cycle of life
A progression of Particles towards uniqueness back in forth with benevolence and Reconciliation dancing around trees Conjuring dark magic spells
We are lost and looking for connection Extremists scream heresies to the Priests and the Kings.
Egyptians fall once. The American Idol sings.
Like a Bird absent minded, overcome with blissful unawareness; hovering into portals while asleep, with fluttering wings i fly-
Through and between curious dreams and inhumane things that sometimes seemingly just can not be.
The decision of Duality.
The way our alarms ring.
Open thyne eyes to a different dimension;
A different reality,
A different thing entirely
Just buy the ticket!
It's one hell of a ride
For you'll only remember it once.
Unless that is,
You can manipulate time.