Feathered Paperwork

I lost my mind in a piece of paper, 
I lost my soul in a breathe mint.

I seen the future blurred in an eye drop,
that seemed to last an eternity. 

All the while still confused about the world
and most of all who I are? 

Where did my people go. 
Isolated by media and social screens. 

A dream what was it like,
to walk miles across borders. 

Dreams of freedom,
 to live among demons. 
Drifting by light thought to be sanctuary.

My thoughts shatter beyond shuttered eyelids 

gazing into the infinite darkness, 

yet we find comfort in our own blindness. 

Walking up toward the heavens on dissolving stairways...

still waiting for aliens to save me...

-L.K. Cruz P. 

Cosmic Lore

When yesterday,

becomes yes-today then we mimic a system that is failing. 

We must expand our emotions as limitless as consciousness to match our eternal infinite subconscious in order to grasp the macro cosmic multiverses that are waiting for us to walk through the doors that we have been shown. 

As above so below the world within is the same as the world without...

Remaining still we are not our minds, Reflection. 

LKCP2KXiX 

Tongue tied soul

Spirit Walk on
Tongue tied souls,
listening to their propaganda,
in midst of them...
immortal political agendas.

In mockery of sheep,
parade in streets lost
in streets of brand names.

Chasing the wrong dragons,
the one be sought the untamed,
in the core of its mountain sleeping. 

As they lay asleep waiting
for fires of rain that will never,
shower them in this life time.

if you choose to remain
asleep, then choose to learn
lucid...dreaming.

If you were just 1 petal of,
infinite lotuses in this dark sea
of eternal light,
painting like stars of blankets of gold.
 

Saviors

I was to busy trying to save the world I lost myself. I traveled many miles of the dark side of humanity, looking for the beauty in torturous ways. I have seen mad men on soap boxes claiming to be the voice of God, as time stood still. The rapture carried my eyes beyond all the waste tangled in this illusion. Diluted by political agendas and apathy of its people's. The new poison intoxicated the fresh blood seeping into minds of the youth, a nasty new...degeneration.