In the sleep a void, the mystery a flight. I a vacuum, a channel to space, tuned for evacuation to white light. Below gold sphere transmigration A.U.M breath in and out create another green world and a new atmosphere to taste, fresh upon a new tongue and a new life. You will evolve in time.
Tag: Political
Lean As Mean
I am walking lean; as mean, as possible. I will survive in the clothes that help me stand up, it is frayed and displayed and discriminated, thus according to those who walk my way, but they who I cannot see will never, upon never, take my soul .
Mason Cult The Initiation
Human hands in ghostly white pushing into purity the walls of white drew me into the hall of initiation, in the oblong pod of a room, in the heart of the living ancient forest white has descended upon the discarnate realms of evil. Earth in all dimensions took a breath of panic as white pods were descending upon all parts of Gaia, as snowflakes in compliant crystal forms. Millions dropped on cold and bitter nights, whilst above a galaxy of infinity gave way to the lord of divinity. Those upon Gaia who walked there way to the glowing white pods were to be invoked and saved in final moments upon imploding earth. Evacuation through the purity of the alien pods had begun and to be sure of being saved, in the top of every pod there infused a glowing golden cross .
The Twisting & Turning
The twisting and turning of the herd, the crowd, the masses shout. Shout higher and louder, but beware in despair for there are sides of faces peering at a distance, a beady eye upon the crowded activities and a wry laugh as if to say you stupid people you are nothing. For you are as wild cattle upon the street and power is watching you and our politics have made you the masses powerless.
For A Soul To Land Upon
To find the softest cushion for a soul to land upon, when you have heard a whoosh between gaps to travel and escape the trials and tyranny upon unfeeling unknowing earth. One will ascend beyond physical limitations known to us as our sensory life, the words of the fools will be known more. For their carriages will be burned, they will travel not and only the darkest of forces will catch the evil and we will arrive in a land of light hope and eternity.