A Void
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…
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 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,…
In The Now Sober State
Welcome to the hall of solemnity in the now sober state, not many come here and even less are aware of who we will meet. But I have been told…
The Fifty Fifty Generation
The fifty fifty generation one cache catches a first class train, the rest set off on the baggage train for a much rougher ride. But over time they will end…