Insomniax Doktrine Vol. 1

first book i had written http://www.amazon.com/Insomniax-Doktrine-Lance-Cruz-Phromnopavong/dp/1257070576

Dreams Agenda

Our world, so advanced yet some how we are not Civil-ly evolved. We had a deep rooted esoteric foundation, a modern infrastructure yet, we still act like we are from barbaric times.

Here we thought to have established democracy...yet our leaders seem to act out as monarchy.

What example have we set fourth for our youth in these last generations...how much further would our space travel technology be if we spent less time destroying each other for a knowledge that should be shared.

If the gods spoke to us as they did would there still be a need for blood, as advanced as we are today...or as we should be.

Already some have chosen the path of the microchip...but to me to become part machine is not the organic evolution of the human matter.

cell phones are like primitive versions of, telepathy. An alien whispered through the eclipse and asked the world forgivness.

Vexed in a world wind of restless thought, I see clutters of visions left in a world of broken dreams, fight over who knows god most?

I find it intriguing yet hard to believe that it only has to do with religion. We see the outcome when one seeks mystery...burnt at the stake.

This poverty can be erased if we took our explosive, devices set them aside...and made more devices for growing food sources in droughted countries.

Use that money to find ways to purify our oceans...how many more messes will we leave for our children to clean.

One day we will realize that all of our technology combined can make great instruments of mass_ ive healing...

And then my alam clock rang, third eye closes eyes awakened, I pondered, were it sweat our a trailing tear running into the myst.

LKCP2KXIII

aka L.K. Cruz P.

Violet Auras

Tick tocking of clocks shattering imagination, the violet children protecting the realms...

Silent screams fill the air nature belows the flames of drumming eares receptors of the call.

There they sit on pillars at the edges of the universes eternalness expansion of consciousness...

Infinite quest of truths to questions that will never be answered... only revealed.

Revealed to the ear with a thirst for the beyond, the broader spectrum of Luna & Sol...

Embodied in the self aware of where it now stands...in the now holding time in its palms.

Following the starmap written within its plateau, the voices of seers emerge from the depths of transparency to guide the will of the aspired seeker.

When two halves become whole and one becomes all...

All becomes silence...awaiting their next call.

LKCP2KXIII