Just

Contemplating surrender thoughts to silence, I ponder past seeing visions of presence. The mirror presents itself in my current States of mind, being heart one with soul. Preserverance through tests of times as enemies become allies as their voices carry throughout the silence.

Shatter all memoirs of ill intent others bestowing to cast away what light is left of a wick that holds no wax to bind its' light. But for that brief second...it seems as if the ignites raw illumination.

Once blinded by the hands of time whispered nothings, to hold onto false hope, or what leads a man or woman to believe truth is the path of the wicked.

Salvation is nothing but a dream for the dweller, smelted within the glasses of helter-skelter, to seek beyond pillars, as All answers eminence from the beating sutra of the heart.

see the purity of my sons eyes and it reminds me of us all, so innocently blind of ourselves hidden behind the self. Accused of sleep walking, I am a self proclaimed sleepwalker living the dream.

Through humility a new found humbleness awakening from the nothing that shelters itself from the paths, or was it one for All?

LKCP2kXiV

In the Form of...

Eyes closed feeling the universe. Eyes open seeing multiverses, walking amongst us. Interaction of each galaxies conjugation of telepathy weaving... Invisible webs of life. Thoughts emitting transparent strings, attached to sleepless nights. Walking in worlds of dreams caressing the outer limits of subconscious. Gliding on the wings of nibiru towed by the fiery spirit of the Phoenix. They gathered under streetlights and told tales of the camp fires of old. Tales, of the ancient ones, of great necromancers cleansing the zombies purge. Tales of the sages preserving the arts mastery of healing souls... Of the craft that binds the constellations and of divinty of working together. That a synergy is all greater than energy, crop circles emerge in the roar of the silence...the light of the Sun came, In the form of a fallen star. LKCP2KXIII

See now Be

Wandering in the silence of stillness...whispered sighs.

Eye can't see, for once I was blind.

Now I see, all fears left behind.

Taking the path to 45°, direct decents of the twin suns.

Sipping the dew of truth, from the grail of veils.

Seek not and thou shalt find, the doorways of aether lands.

The blind hath left behind.

LKCP2KXIII