There’s no untoward faithfulness pacing down corridors to prey upon timid souls.
Only the sound of silence enters as a ghost and disappears with the setting of the noon day sun.
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Visiting my subconscious mind in total serenity,
awakening ideals cognitively and quietly,abstractedly, enticing them into relationshipsnever gotten hold of.Now, together, stretching my mind with theiracquiescence and oasesial existence through time.Watching boundaries move further than ever before, encompassing more of beyond than thought necessary.Contrary to everyone else’s opinion, there areplains beyond our human sight that are totallyinviting, making us aware of more thought…
Blinded by another’s words, taken aback, afraid to proceed into another realm where I’m unknown.
Silently, walking away, immersing myself in writing, music and art, taking advantage of my imagination and intellect.Going beyond boundaries just to keep me within them.
Wondering about past years in songs of sadness as they touch my mind in cohesive desires, walking through deserts of becoming.
Awakening my spirit I rest inwardly in satin solace.
Reaching beyond realms of thought, searching for a pattern
Being saturated by the morning sun, waiting carefully foran event or happening to occur.Expecting nothing less than a miracle, laughingly knowingit won’t be today, floating along a pious route of life,living recklessly, prepared to die tonight.
Taking turns exchanging voices through rhythm’s melodies, extracting a variety of tones as they mesh with my heart.
Excavating everything, bringing it into the center of my world.