by Spacelotus
A collection of writings from the summer of 1999 to 2003. Inspired by friends, lovers, allies, and explorations. This is my life's perception. These thoughts combined create a window into one hell of a journey from Chicago to the edge of existence but still searching for more.
Deep beneath all that we see is the center of my gravity
The balance between earth and man is the center of my gravity
Freedom of knowledge through culture in song is the center of my gravity
Making love to the sun from a mountain top is the center of my gravity
The giving of gifts by the grips of waves is the center of my gravity
Finding the honor in the sacrifice for peace is the center of my gravity
Watching the fire melt hypocrisies is the center of my gravity
Laughter for no reason is the center of my gravity
Taking the time to cultivate one’s imagination is the center of my gravity
Conversation with the wind is the center of my gravity
To tilt the angle and twist perspectives is the center of my gravity
The snow falls up to my nose
Intentions closed
No self control
Consumption of greed
I fall to my knees
I’m now a snowman losing my green
Like a starving race we circle the plate
Forming in lines with no escape
The vice grip tightens while our innocence cries
I look at myself in the mirror and say goodbye
I render my thoughts to a place I once knew
A love free for all with encouragement for me and you
A land positively made for pleasure
To the point of orgasm in our minds forever
The dust in the air carries the ambitions of our virgin intuitions
Every step across the playa is a step closer to the fire
The expansions of life and the capabilities of flight make our possibilities endless with might
The surge of energy with each breath taken
The feeling of supremacy while being in control of our destiny
Every action given is a contribution to the community
Every person you speak to is you equal their happiness is your gratuity
Words try to explain the forces that rearrange the thoughts in our brains forced upon us by the culturally deranged
It’s the feelings and the inspiration that pulls you in
The respect and collaboration with so many friends
The heat and determination for spontaneous masturbation ignites my passion to make you scream and beg for more
Charity opens the door
The birth of collaboration
A step up in evolution
New discoveries in spirituality awakening sensations of euphoria
Reaching inner peace
Breaking down barriers
Opening the way to intellectual growth and communication
Life in its grandest state makes the depressions disappear, the sadness sleep, and the negative never more
Unmasking the unknown
Introducing reality to the fantasies filling the minds of us all
The future of human kind has just begun to flourish into a dance of joy inspiring art and beauty to rise with the sun
It’s time to grab hold of our intuitions and become the rock stars we truly are
Feel the breeze you and me
On top the tree singing free
Above all through the wall
Hold on tight
Fear not to fall
Across the horizon
Make children
No fighting
Close your eyes
Drift off
Imagine no crying
Let go of boundaries
Search for lighting
Open your eyes
The world’s not so frightening
Do as you please
As would in your dreams
Scream out loud on top of a cloud
Find your dharma in the ground
Next to the tree where you heard the song by the two of us
Free and sound
The pursuit of pleasures to slay the beast
Live life to the fullest to say the least
With undoubted knowledge to fulfill the feast of peace and love to never cease
Striking the body with a tantric touch to free the scent of passion and lust
Play on the swing and kiss the sky
You are yourself not him, her, or I
I sit myself down in the sand to reflect on life and find who I am
I am a person just like you
We live on the same earth just a different point of view
It’s hard to imagine what the next day will bring
Live your life in the present the future is just a dream
Expect nothing but what you can give and in return you have found a friend
Take in to effect the times have changed
We’re stuck holding on to our past while our culture is rearranged
How can creativity surpass if the governments don’t support our fundamental acts?
I don’t understand the expectations of an out lived generation
Not one person is the same but we live our lives by a dead person’s perception
Evolution has become a corporation of individuals striving for material possession
The thought of spirituality seems secondary to the rise of fame
No time for pointing fingers and placing the blame
Let the imagination escape and there’s no such thing as jealousy and hate
Energy takes hold of my soul and fills my heart with contributions from life releasing my spirit to take flight and my will to explore spread peace and happiness with an appreciation to love all creations of chaos dancing in a plush field of liberty and a freedom to kiss the lips that light my flame keeping me warm and secure in reaching the purpose for being spiritually strong as the winds collecting the scent of our laughter and addiction to the sun making all beauties unite under the moon to comfort our screams which makes our sadness seems meaningless in a world filled with harmonies that make us remember what it’s like being a child as time ticks away at the seams of our rights and dreams of a clean reality which moves us forward in evolution one step at a time when not all men are created equal but as cattle grazing in a pasture of higher educational greed accounting for the rebellion that flows in our veins and makes us human beings searching for a way to cure disease and ends wars about colors of skin or the beliefs that make us who we are and set us apart from the laziness that continues to keep the creation of art in our minds instead of on the page which our children read and learn the energy I speak of
I feel distant in my mind
No concept of time
Almost not real
To the point of fantasies being reveled
Another day of mystery until the dawn
Tomorrow it will be history like the words to a song
What else is there to do
When your reality turns to blue
Your identity breaks off in two
Your intentions are stuck in glue
Nothing, just except who you are
Expand your thoughts from near to far
From violence
From rape
From sickness and hate
From anguish
From pain
From sorrow and rain
From disease
From crying
From police and dieing
I wish for people to stand up
To art
To poetry
To love and philosophy
To friendship
To happiness
To courage and prosperity
To health
To freedom
To peace and spirituality
I wish upon thea a free reality
The anticipation of a society’s creation
A world of hope with an artist’s dedication
Escaping the hype of our materialized nation
The birth of compassion to love our neighbors and be a unified expression
The exchange of desires in the heat of passion lights my fire
I am you and we are everything among the dancing empire
We rise with the sun and fall down to earth to find the gift we were given at birth
To strive for peace
To love all man
Reach out to a friend and walk the land
Look deep inside to find your soul
Amongst the wind we are free to roam
Like the mountain reaching so high
Remember to soar in what ever frees your mind
Look at the moon can you see your reflection?
Imagine the possibilities in this world we live in
I’m not gonna work hard anymore for a job that treats me like a two dollar whore
To disrespect a human being who changed his life to keep your cash register ringing
I slave for you and all you think about is a profit
We’ll let me tell you something you can take this job and shove it up your ass and out your nose
It’s time for you to realize there’s more to life than what your ego sews
Out the door I run to gain my sanity
I hope you have fun finding a new fool to lick your crack and be your tool
One day I might see you again sitting on the corner with your cup of tin
I’ll give you a dime then say good bye
I hope you realize from my perspective why I think you are a fucking waste of my time
Emptiness comes over me. Bill collectors frighten my freedom. I’m sick and tired of playing catch up. So much for the gift, it’s now turned into a burden. I’m just now seeing the repercussions of my life style. I play with the big dogs for a while then swim to the deepest depths of the ocean. The most important thing for me to do now is not give up, be strong, and just live my life. I know the sun is my friend and wisdom will guide my way. This would only be a waste if I didn’t learn from my mistakes. It’s been a hell of a ride so far. It’s felt as if I was living life at a hundred miles an hour and now I’m stalled out. All I can do is daydream and hope for the best. If I could only turn my brain off and sit in silence to enjoy the breeze of a spring day. My biggest goal to achieve is to be able to be calm when shit hits the fan. My freak outs flip a switch that brings out my worst achievements. Like everyone I meet there always seems to be a time to feel sad.
Being broke and penny less you see the world in a different light. So far I realize a bit more about how humans have evolved into what our government likes to call a capitalistic society. It seems like people who have can live with the fact that others do not. For the rich to be rich the poor will be poor.
Is it wrong to want to look towards the future?
Is it wrong to want to change the traditions set forth by the people who lived before us?
People change
Humans evolve
Why are we stuck in the sludge that will some day kill us off?
We must pay attention to what we produce into the world besides the electricity and the gourmet foods. I’m talking about the smoke stacks and the people behind bars.
The ideal world would have an equal society unlike ours which seems to be free above the surface but if you look a little to the left and a little to the right you might see things in a different light.
I realize my point of view is only one representation of what has seemed to have happen to our O great nation. I guess a part of me wants a revolution but to many people find it easy to live the way that we do. Just as the rich make the poor the good creates the bad. With one you always seem to find the other. To change direction we must have forgiveness and that means opposites must work together to find one common ground. The bounties of the world need to be shared not with a monetary value but with the merit of a good life. For peace to happen we must let go of material objects that clutter the focus. From this day forward I move my heart from exploration to revolutionary because to explore with an open mind we must have a clear path to follow.
You only get what you pay for
You only get what you give
You only get what you dream of everyday that you live
Breaking down the concept of space
A place to go with no disgrace
Your faults erased at a snails pace
Pick and choose a day dream to soothe because in space you have nothing to lose
Chillin on the porch watching the world go by
Trying to breakdown why a person has to die
Too much cholesterol in the apple pie
I glance at you with a smile
Your funk brings a tear to my eye
The silence of the serpent wonders me
To be free to fly and earn my keep
Conversation amazes me
The flow of collaboration through ideas and dreams
Like butter on a hot skillet the word poses a goal to achieve
Beyond anticipation and the finish line the blind ways of man lead to no where except the place you were born
The brain wears down like the lead of a pencil when all you think about are the thoughts that posses you
Imagining a place to retreat the youth and innocence of creation watching as we evolve into a tie and a suit jacket
I puke at the site of our civilization evolving into electricity dependent marshmallows
Harsh words seace when I realize I am the person my mind dwells on but to no worry, because I’m growing as the letters of this mess spell out the equation of deliberation through the blood that feeds my soul
A diligence of sort
Divided concurring to report
The cold chill sends the will of gifts
Deep inside the axis shifts to allow the sweat embracing of humbling taste
Music pastes the picture of purity through arrangement not authority
Identity of style and shape tend to define the core to which we relate and form debates to free our mind and uncover the unexpected
Our wisdom resurrected from the subconscious and the birth of the righteous to show the way so new generations don’t repeat what we set out to defeat
Let the words run from the lips and electricity shakes the hips to dance and take a chance with a love collaboration
One and two make three the odd creation
Close your eyes can you see a revolution of truth
Before you know it you’re setting sail
Revelations of uncertainty solve the questions for which we encourage our prime incentives of being free and not controlled by the soldiers we train to defeat the cold and relentless thieves who rob us of life and in return give us grief by the blade of a knife that we supplied and lied to the hard working communities that pay the taxes to keep the villains active but with our reaction we must stay strong to show the governments in charge are wrong in the way they give power to the criminals who takes our away
A suffocating silence shutters the mind
In and out the head forces tend to rewind behind the street wise
A penny in the hand may become a surprise
If you dissect the eyes you might find the lies to be a little sideways
After living chaos time to go to the highway and if you want to get freaky hit up the bi ways
Don’t under estimate the importance of the happy days
No reruns
Just a bunch of see and says
Sitting on top of an arcade
Beating the street
Finding a hustle and getting paid
Paying the bills
Collin the chills
Blessing the man for pressing the pills
Peal the skin
Rebirth begins
Erase the sins
Let me in to satisfy
Keep you out to recognize
Say my peace to synthesize
Will you reply to the one and only west side hypnotize
Or will you say good bye in the stench of a lie
The blue sky feels fine with a box of red wine
Turn around and look back to see the wall collapse
My dignity now intact
Experiencing the gravitational pull from the inner connections between the gene pool
Recollections of once being unaware of the box that keeps us bound
Time to find and exit
Time to walk around
I’m confused with the notion:
Should a person live a life to indulge the senses or build endurance towards virginity?
My pulse subsides
The floor speaks with the enthusiasm of a drum
Vibrations of sound sets the mood and freshens the air
Are you aware our senses battle with hunger just like one another?
In every orifice and every pore is a need to feel adored
The slightest touch on the skin will soon begin when birds that sing become our friends
Out amongst the grass sits a young boy who reached in his pocket and pulled out a plum
He smiles with delight
The taste was right
He grew three feet that day and ran faster that light
The simplest of stories may break the ice of insecurities but to quench the thrust of the comedic verse is by far the sweetest purse
Driving
Smiling
Eating out of your hand
Remembering what it was like sleeping in the sand
The fresh air and synchronicity
Dancing under the tree of life
Making History
Tapping in thought to make a plea
Piercing deep into my soul
Imagine loving free
Begging the sunshine to let me in
To beam me up and make me his friend
Like Kerouac and a glass of gin
I bury my hands in the earth and hold my heart made of sin
The gears grind to my surprise
Detecting the lies
My arms tied
I try to lift off the ground but realize I can't fly
I try to speak but the peanut gallery is to salty
Inside I start to weep but I bite my tongue
Poetry if my calling
I stand my ground and pretend that no one’s around
I’m in charge so put you fucking swords down
I do this to educate
To set us straight form the propaganda stuffed in our faces
I feel honored to sacrifice my dignity to make people realize what we can be
The possibilities are endless
Just like our imagination is a tool for creation our compassion is a tool to form relations with the brothers and sisters whom we call strangers can one day become our neighbors
If we could only evolve with the times there would be no unemployment lines and you would find it not a crime to feel free to open your mind
Living on crack corner where the vampires search to fulfill your order
Rocks or blows and hard knock hoes
A bountiful feast for the worlds least
The cycle revolves everyday from the bed you sleep to the filthy street
On your hands and knees you slither and creep to find your dose before you weep
Too close to my blood I can not watch
Friends to foe I wish it would stop
Smooth the cracks and take the streets back from the life less victims of a dope fiends rap
Abuse than you lose
When lost there is no return
To die on crack corner is a life left to burn
Preparing for capture
Waiting for prey
Looking at the rapture every working day
Held tight with a cloth of red
Light emanating from my head
To attract your spirit
Telepathic kisses
Can you feel it?
Don’t be shy
What every you say will be just fine for our naked ears need to feed on the mystical rhyme
What do you really need to survive with balance in your surroundings?
What color do you bleed?
It’s the same as every living being
Fold my hands to pray to what
I don’t know, or do I?
What a surprise to find the god that put me here with no purpose but to get lost
I’m searching for a candy land
No judgment allowed
Self indulgence is not a need
Freedom for exploration endured
Peace of mind
Respect for life
Were not the only ones
Think of all the daughters and sons
The urge to scream kicks at my feet
Must ease my vibration
A common thought of love I weep
Understanding the core that builds the wall
The outward push sends us to death with no real reason to enjoy a vague hope that the next dimension is a tropical getaway with no one around to spoil the day
A feeling of hate runs through my body when I realize I work for chicken feed
Sick of the corporate greed
Time to plant the sunflower seeds
I just want respect
No over the head dialect
I’m not a robot that works for you
We work as a team
I sign my name
I give you truth
I look out for you
You look out for me
To be classified as a low, mid, or high is to say you are less of a man than I
I sweat just like you and work just as hard
Treat me like an equal
My voice is just as loud
Don’t you want to feel proud of the people around you?
If not then your enemies will surround you
I might be shy and I might be young
But on the inside I am a lion ripping your heart out
It’s the principle
To give you must receive
I feed my strength
Your pity is what I read
In the red, white, and blue we’re economic prisoners
Our quality of life threatened
A cry for help is calling to open the ears of those blinded souls who think everything is OK just as long as my credit card balance is paid
America is merely a pocket in the world but yet we create more damage than all the others combined. The man is just better at hypnotizing our people to believe in a false freedom. Our straight forward image causes our walls to grow higher as we alienate ourselves from the rest of the world. What materials we’ve been told are important to gain were just a gimmick to fuel the flow of currency, to make the greedy rich, and to camouflage the beauty of the ordinary simple human being.
I give a solute to all the conmen who have lead the world to war. You’re all nothing but a bunch of psychos that made the rest of us poor. Killing innocent people on the dotted line to expand boundaries and watch a cultures demise. But when you realize how much money war creates for our governments. Well, there’s your answer why.
FUCK YOU GEORGE BUSH I wish I could say to you face I would spit and save the day. Look what you have done with your trillion dollar gun. It’s killing the force that made you a man. You’re committing suicide where you stand.
I officially inaugurate myself into the lower class. My credit is shit and my life is in dept. I’m chasing a dream I never witnessed but was thrown down my throat by the giant political machine. Built by murder and greed we The United States of America can’t seem to get the disease out of our system. Addicted we think only of ourselves and with disorder we turn on one another because we may look a bit different or we may have been labeled a certain way.
Call me what you will
I know my name
It will always stay the same
No matter what I wear or where I stare my name stays the same
No matter what time of day or the words I say You’ll ask me like a man because you don’t know but what you see
You only find out when you ask and only then will you receive
It doesn’t have to be like this. Stop living in vain and help your fellow man find the true meaning of freedom. Remember it’s not about you but us. I’m only one of many and can only do so much but that’s nothing compared to what can happen when people works together. We’ve seen what a country can do. Let’s see what our world can achieve as one.
Stage to the left
Up rise in strife
Coma removed
In scents burnt night
Worships cool air
Lost paint
Blank stare
Eating the dew
Sweat pours
Found ground
Sucking toes
Need dies
Picked your nose
Apple falls
Why fake
Friends with fate
Related to state
Lower the rate
Misplaced the verb
Doorbell rings
A misfit answers
Water in the ears
Stars for lunch
Time is not a measurement but a feeling
A sense of movement
Sometimes slow
Sometimes fast
Having no control but not knowing when the last second is
To question time is to realize there is no such thing
Just one big drawn out life with many different perspectives
Cover the system with a mist of roses
To whom do I honor this quaint visit?
There is no face to read
Your energy is submissive
Tripping on what grows
Turn around to pull from the ground
What gets in your way deserves not to live another day
Is that what you think when you see death do you blink?
No amount of washing will clean the sins from your presidential sink
Just admit to what you have done
People make mistakes
Have your apologies begun
But what do you care?
You have some chump bring you clean underwear
Being taken care of from the neck down
Speaking for people you’ve never seen around
No one really knows what we need
Only what calms us
To make or minds reseed
Beware cause in a little time the fade will change
The next mock election will be arranged
Another suit to look at and another face to place the blame
Searching for a vocabulary to out fit my soul
An apocalypse of brainwaves to infiltrate the population to rid the world of the pop culture slaves
Hungry?
Then search for your own meal
If you only take what’s given sooner or later you’ll have to steal
The string grows tighter
The puppet master has won
What happened to the respect like father like son?
Down we go like a pinnacle saint
Shake a hand to end the restraint
Television the intellectual prison
Made to control our delicate situation
Greased like a pistol
Corrupt as the dark crystal
For stimulation we dilate or eyes to what is given
Still no time to feed the poor but just enough to engage war
Rotten to the core you political whores
Bending over collecting money in the back door
So you can play on the high definition screen all that propaganda about the all
American team
Our minds have surpassed all your unconstitutional acts
Excuse me as I burn the mask and give your reason a swing with my axe
To the loved ones who make it to the other side
May you find your peace and be free to fly
You lived a life that no one could mirror
The world has not ended
The planet still spins
Life comes to full circle
I’ll feel you blowing in the wind
Political monopoly our generation plays
Trying to keep our wealth and our mortgage paid
Blocked by barricades of the right wing renegades
A mockery made of the outside world
America is power in a downward spiral
Giving up on every emotion worked for by the innocent ginnipigs feeding on government cheese
They plan for us how to live and breath
You call that free
Remember the 60’s and the sacrifices made
Lives put on the line
Respect was paid to the revolutionary minds that paved the path to freedom of speech and pro humanitarian acts
A positive march to rewrite the story of the hell that seems so mandatory to keep the picture painted of happy people accepting authority
Take a stance and be you own entity
Fulfill your destiny to learn from past hypocritical memories
One life taken seems fine if you fighting on the opposite side
A white flag in the air opens the blood hungry eyes
I see you driving in your S.U.V
Radio blasting
Pretending to be a king
What happened to walking on you own two feet?
Oh yeah that’s right the bigger the car the smaller the meat
I need an aphrodisiac for the soul
A cosmic consciousness next door to reality
Escaping the walls
There exists no gravity
Sensations blend
A blurring of reason
To realize we are a part of everything and in control of nothing
Ease the broken glass vibes
The self richious attitude blankets the truth
Read the eyes to unravel the noose
Tearing into my stick shift heart
Drinking the nectars
Buried in a river filled with salt
To sour to drink
To dense to sink
Coincidence you sly friend
The path you took to uncover the lady
Leaps over fields of rainbow lilies
Her sweet divine sage questions every last crave
A psychedelic world exists through doors opened by
Mother Nature’s hidden gifts
Expanded thought will persist
Words can not yet explain the edge this wave creates
With patience and awareness of ones true self a meditative trust will guide your way to levels once bestowed by shamans ages ago
Primal yet elegant
Scent of soft silence
Puzzled to the point of intrigue
Imagining the artistic and spiritual possibilities
Van Gogh comes to heart
Comparing the lines that separate this dimension from the next
Both harsh yet beautiful in the representation of emotional feelings
A suit of energy skin tight
Travel to a space not made of light but of solid thought opened in full sight
To touch salvation and explore an uncharted territory of the mind is not as far off as one would think
Just take a deep breath
Hold it for 20 seconds
Try not to blink
Inside a Rubik’s cube six lines of dissection spiral to the center of a vortex
This is reality dimensions away
My world is spinning to the point of having no sanity
A woman’s voice relaxes me
Accept your fate she sings
There comes a time when all actions are powerless
Rejoicing in realizing that I am not part of a material realm but by infinite levels of consciousness waiting for me to find the strength to see the truth
Adjusting to the memory of what I recalled on the last visit with the divine mint
Everything I knew before had no place in this space
She is in charge
Any amount of fear either conscious or subconscious is thrown before your eyes
You either accept you fate or hold on for the ride
She is an ally you hold close and learn control
Only those who are worthy are guided on their way to the sacrament
Those who are chosen take on the responsibility to hold onto her truth and respect the power
This is not a cheap thrill but a rocket blasting through doors of consciousness
Only with wisdom and balance with ones self can a person be ready to explore her world
Be honest for she sees through lies and reprimands the one
My life pattern is changed with every visit
From a straight line to a spherical imagination
Questions past our concept of life’s creation
To an infinite expandability of our minds interpretation of a true path of spiritual greatness
She finally opened the door to her den last night
In the bed
A room of darkness
A deep breath
A clearing of the mind
Relax the eyes
Drifting off in space
She comes up behind me
We are all alone
She speaks softly
Energy radiates my body
Face pulsating so soft
Lines of light orbit my face
We sing in harmony
Feeling peace my lips fill with passion
A charge of ecstasy empowers my senses
She kissed me
I often find myself searching to love but come home to accept myself talking to the sky above
May you find the inspiration to believe your imagination
Peace, love, and the freedom to explore our mind, planet, and a peaceful reality
Earth mothers
Plants enrich
Animals protect
Man Cultivates
Together we are life
With out one nothing would exist
Give me a blunt or give me death
I’ll take my last breath with my friends T, H, and C
I’ll enjoy my day singing a song to release my joy free
Unlike the booze I always lose the battle
Society pushes the bottle to the children like a toy rattle
So of course you might think it would be safe if I had a drink
No one would judge me for being a pot head granola freak
But when I think twice the herb seems so nice than to turn the bottle upside down
Your senses damaged and there’s no point for sound cause your on the ground tossing you cookies passed out no one’s around
Instead of buying that case you should have bought a pound of that sweet Mary Jane
She always makes the negative energy just fade away
15 billion years of evolution from the birth of the planet to the awakening of our perception
Living on the edge of human existence and born with the same heart as the first human we're not far from who we where
An essence of simplicity hoping for reassurance to encourage our choice to take what we think is ours
In reality we belong to the eternity of all
A release of power through eyes and skin to be released back into the cosmos after death to await rebirth in any form
Our quest to satisfy the demons swell as the war with our life force destroys a hope for finding
God
We walk on her with every step
We bomb, spit, and burn her surface
She is God
Earth our Mother
To have control of existence we must have control of ourselves
Excepting a balance of wants and needs
Deciding what will benefit all life not just what’s right for man
It’s hard to be who you are when trigger happy crusaders force you to be someone you’re not. There is no just cause for war. What’s best for some is just hell for others. Good or bad destroy one and there could be no sun. Remember we’re not just fighting terror, we’re are fighting ourselves with an undetermined future. The choices we make today will shape tomorrow. A world built on blood sooner or later may burst and flood. So stop the bombs on our mother so one day the sun will shine, dust will clear, and we will explore love honestly. May we always have the freedom to pass on the stories that teach the truth and pray for all people so one day we can live in peace.
You can live by technology or you can make you own philosophy
Participants keep on sinking
Conceptionist free their thinking
A broad horizon echoes my thoughts
Dreams of mount Zion recycle my consciousness
Floating in a sea lotus’s I’m caught
My mind rests in clouds of cotton candy
Playing peek a boo on top of Manchu Pechu
Stranded on a island with my sweet Mediterranean equestrian
Uninhibited blissful secretion of passion
Bare naked wet bodies
Fantasy is reality
Lay me down blanket of sea
Fluttering away on wings of life
Captain of beyond
Kisses from god
Yes my heart deep in blood
Thick my breath
All is my sight
I grasp hold of reality
Reality as light as a feather
My father the weight of never
Season to reason
Depth conception from the inside of my gut
The whole world hears the time is now
No fear is near
Smooth energy vibration
Rainbow tight passion
Ride to inspire or insanity
Puffs of clouds soft landing
Prepare for elevation
See a revelation
Be a new creation for unity of spirit
To see now means a lot more. To see past, through, or beyond. A view point of a giant with the body of a human being. I know what I feel but language can’t explain. I choose to be far away because it makes me feel proud to be alive. It is who I am and what I must do. Not all ears will open and not all words are spoken. I see my body as a unit, I feel my soul is who I live to be, a ray of light or a cloud of smoke.
Om shanti shanti shanti