by Anthony Estes

A collection of writings from the summer of 1999 to 2003.  Inspired by friends, lovers,  allies, and explorations. This is my life's perception. These thoughts combined create a window into one hell of a journey from Chicago to the edge of existence but still searching for more.

Om mani padme hum

Deep beneath all that we see is the center of my gravity

The balance between earth and man is the center of my gravity

Freedom of knowledge through culture in song is the center of my gravity

Making love to the sun from a mountain top is the center of my gravity

The giving of gifts by the grips of waves is the center of my gravity

Finding the honor in the sacrifice for peace is the center of my gravity

Watching the fire melt hypocrisies is the center of my gravity

Laughter for no reason is the center of my gravity

Taking the time to cultivate one’s imagination is the center of my gravity

Conversation with the wind is the center of my gravity

To tilt the angle and twist perspectives is the center of my gravity

The snow falls up to my nose

Intentions closed

No self control

Consumption of greed

I fall to my knees

I’m now a snowman losing my green

Like a starving race we circle the plate

Forming in lines with no escape

The vice grip tightens while our innocence cries

I look at myself in the mirror and say goodbye

I render my thoughts to a place I once knew

A love free for all with encouragement for me and you

A land positively made for pleasure

To the point of orgasm in our minds forever

The dust in the air carries the ambitions of our virgin intuitions

Every step across the playa is a step closer to the fire

The expansions of life and the capabilities of flight make our possibilities endless with might

The surge of energy with each breath taken

The feeling of supremacy while being in control of our destiny

Every action given is a contribution to the community

Every person you speak to is you equal their happiness is your gratuity

Words try to explain the forces that rearrange the thoughts in our brains forced upon us by the culturally deranged

It’s the feelings and the inspiration that pulls you in

The respect and collaboration with so many friends

The heat and determination for spontaneous masturbation ignites my passion to make you scream and beg for more

Charity opens the door

The birth of collaboration

A step up in evolution

New discoveries in spirituality awakening sensations of euphoria

Reaching inner peace

Breaking down barriers

Opening the way to Intellectual growth and communication

Life in its grandest state makes the depressions disappear, the sadness sleep, and the negative never more

Unmasking the unknown

Introducing reality to the fantasies filling the minds of us all

The future of human kind has just begun to flourish into a dance of joy inspiring art and beauty to rise with the sun

It’s time to grab hold of our intuitions and become the rock stars we truly are

Feel the breeze you and me

On top the tree singing free

Above all through the wall

Hold on tight

Fear not to fall

Across the horizon

Make children

No fighting

Close your eyes

Drift off

Imagine no crying

Let go of boundaries

Search for lighting

Open your eyes

The world’s not so frightening

Do as you please

As would in your dreams

Scream out loud on top of a cloud

Find your dharma in the ground

Next to the tree where you heard the song by the two of us

Free and sound

The pursuit of pleasures to slay the beast

Live life to the fullest to say the least

With undoubted knowledge to fulfill the feast of peace and love to never cease

Striking the body with a tantric touch to free the scent of passion and lust

Play on the swing and kiss the sky

You are yourself not him, her, or I

I sit myself down in the sand to reflect on life and find who I am

I am a person just like you

We live on the same earth just a different point of view

It’s hard to imagine what the next day will bring

Live your life in the present the future is just a dream

Expect nothing but what you can give and in return you have found a friend

Take in to effect the times have changed

We’re stuck holding on to our past while our culture is rearranged

How can creativity surpass if the governments don’t support our fundamental acts?

I don’t understand the expectations of an out lived generation

Not one person is the same but we live our lives by a dead person’s perception

Evolution has become a corporation of individuals striving for material possession

The thought of spirituality seems secondary to the rise of fame

No time for pointing fingers and placing the blame

Let the imagination escape and there’s no such thing as jealousy and hate

Energy takes hold of my soul and fills my heart with contributions from life releasing my spirit to take flight and my will to explore spread peace and happiness with an appreciation to love all creations of chaos dancing in a plush field of liberty and a freedom to kiss the lips that light my flame keeping me warm and secure in reaching the purpose for being spiritually strong as the winds collecting the scent of our laughter and addiction to the sun making all beauties unite under the moon to comfort our screams which makes our sadness seems meaningless in a world filled with harmonies that make us remember what it’s like being a child as time ticks away at the seams of our rights and dreams of a clean reality which moves us forward in evolution one step at a time when not all men are created equal but as cattle grazing in a pasture of higher educational greed accounting for the rebellion that flows in our veins and makes us human beings searching for a way to cure disease and ends wars about colors of skin or the beliefs that make us who we are and set us apart from the laziness that continues to keep the creation of art in our minds instead of on the page which our children read and learn the energy I speak of

I feel distant in my mind

No concept of time

Almost not real

To the point of fantasies being reveled

Another day of mystery until the dawn

Tomorrow it will be history like the words to a song

What else is there to do 

When your reality turns to blue

 Your identity breaks off in two

 Your intentions are stuck in glue

Nothing, just except who you are

Expand your thoughts from near to far

From violence

From rape

From sickness and hate

From anguish

From pain

From sorrow and rain

From disease

From crying

From police and dieing

I wish for people to stand up

To art

To poetry

To love and philosophy

To friendship

To happiness

To courage and prosperity

To health

To freedom

To peace and spirituality

I wish upon thea a free reality

The anticipation of a society’s creation

A world of hope with an artist’s dedication

Escaping the hype of our materialized nation

The birth of compassion to love our neighbors and be a unified expression

The exchange of desires in the heat of passion lights my fire

I am you and we are everything among the dancing empire

We rise with the sun and fall down to earth to find the gift we were given at birth

To strive for peace

To love all man

Reach out to a friend and walk the land

Look deep inside to find your soul

Amongst the wind we are free to roam

Like the mountain reaching so high

Remember to soar in what ever frees your mind

Look at the moon can you see your reflection?

Imagine the possibilities in this world we live in

I’m not gonna work hard anymore for a job that treats me like a two dollar whore

To disrespect a human being who changed his life to keep your cash register ringing

I slave for you and all you think about is a profit

we’ll let me tell you something you can take this job and shove it up your ass and out your nose

It’s time for you to realize there’s more to life than what your ego sews

Out the door I run to gain my sanity

I hope you have fun finding a new fool to lick your crack and be your tool

One day I might see you again sitting on the corner with your cup of tin

I’ll give you a dime then say good bye

I hope you realize from my perspective why I think you are a fucking waste of my time

Emptiness comes over me. Bill collectors frighten my freedom. I’m sick and tired of playing catch up. So much for the gift, it’s now turned into a burden. I’m just now seeing the repercussions of my life style. I play with the big dogs for a while then swim to the deepest depths of the ocean. The most important thing for me to do now is not give up, be strong, and just live my life. I know the sun is my friend and wisdom will guide my way. This would only be a waste if I didn’t learn from my mistakes. It’s been a hell of a ride so far. It’s felt as if I was living life at a hundred miles an hour and now I’m stalled out. All I can do is daydream and hope for the best. If I could only turn my brain off and sit in silence to enjoy the breeze of a spring day. My biggest goal to achieve is to be able to be calm when shit hits the fan. My freak outs flip a switch that brings out my worst achievements. Like everyone I meet there always seems to be a time to feel sad.

Being broke and penny less you see the world in a different light. So far I realize a bit more about how humans have evolved into what our government likes to call a capitalistic society. It seems like people who have can live with the fact that others do not. For the rich to be rich the poor will be poor.

Is it wrong to want to look towards the future?

Is it wrong to want to change the traditions set forth by the people who lived before us?

People change. Humans evolve. 

Why are we stuck in the sludge that will some day kill us off? 

We must pay attention to what we produce into the world besides the electricity and the gourmet foods. I’m talking about the smoke stacks and the people behind bars.

The ideal world would have an equal society unlike ours which seems to be free above the surface but if you look a little to the left and a little to the right you might see things in a different light. 

I realize my point of view is only one representation of what has seemed to have happen to our O great nation. I guess a part of me wants a revolution but to many people find it easy to live the way that we do. Just as the rich make the poor the good creates the bad. With one you always seem to find the other. To change direction we must have forgiveness and that means opposites must work together to find one common ground. The bounties of the world need to be shared not with a monetary value but with the merit of a good life. For peace to happen we must let go of material objects that clutter the focus. From this day forward I move my heart from exploration to revolutionary because to explore with an open mind we must have a clear path to follow.

You only get what you pay for

You only get what you give

You only get what you dream of everyday that you live

Breaking down the concept of space

A place to go with no disgrace

Your faults erased at a snails pace

Pick and choose a day dream to soothe because in space you have nothing to lose

Chillin on the porch watching the world go by

Trying to breakdown why a person has to die

Too much cholesterol in the apple pie

I glance at you with a smile

Your funk brings a tear to my eye

The silence of the serpent wonders me

To be free to fly and earn my keep

Conversation amazes me

The flow of collaboration through ideas and dreams

Like butter on a hot skillet the word poses a goal to achieve

Beyond anticipation and the finish line the blind ways of man lead to no where except the place you were born

The brain wears down like the lead of a pencil when all you think about are the thoughts that posses you

Imagining a place to retreat the youth and innocence of creation watching as we evolve into a tie and a suit jacket

I puke at the site of our civilization evolving into electricity dependent marshmallows

Harsh words seace when I realize I am the person my mind dwells on but to no worry, because I’m growing as the letters of this mess spell out the equation of deliberation through the blood that feeds my soul

A diligence of sort

Divided concurring to report

The cold chill sends the will of gifts

Deep inside the axis shifts to allow the sweat embracing of humbling taste

Music pastes the picture of purity through arrangement not authority

Identity of style and shape tend to define the core to which we relate and form debates to free our mind and uncover the unexpected

Our wisdom resurrected from the subconscious and the birth of the righteous to show the way so new generations don’t repeat what we set out to defeat

Let the words run from the lips and electricity shakes the hips to dance and take a chance with a love collaboration

One and two make three the odd creation

Close your eyes can you see a revolution of truth

Before you know it you’re setting sail

Revelations of uncertainty solve the questions for which we encourage our prime incentives of being free and not controlled by the soldiers we train to defeat the cold and relentless thieves who rob us of life and in return give us grief by the blade of a knife that we supplied and lied to the hard working communities that pay the taxes to keep the villains active but with our reaction we must stay strong to show the governments in charge are wrong in the way they give power to the criminals who takes our away

A suffocating silence shutters the mind

In and out the head forces tend to rewind behind the street wise

A penny in the hand may become a surprise

If you dissect the eyes you might find the lies to be a little sideways

After living chaos time to go to the highway and if you want to get freaky hit up the bi ways

Don’t under estimate the importance of the happy days

No reruns

Just a bunch of see and says

Sitting on top of an arcade

Beating the street

Finding a hustle and getting paid

Paying the bills

Collin the chills

Blessing the man for pressing the pills

Peal the skin

Rebirth begins

Erase the sins

Let me in to satisfy

Keep you out to recognize

Say my peace to synthesize

Will you reply to the one and only west side hypnotize

Or will you say good bye in the stench of a lie

The blue sky feels fine with a box of red wine

Turn around and look back to see the wall collapse

My dignity now intact

Experiencing the gravitational pull from the inner connections between the gene pool

Recollections of once being unaware of the box that keeps us bound

Time to find and exit

Time to walk around

I’m confused with the notion:

Should a person live a life to indulge the senses or build endurance towards virginity?

My pulse subsides

The floor speaks with the enthusiasm of a drum

Vibrations of sound sets the mood and freshens the air

Are you aware our senses battle with hunger just like one another?

In every orifice and every pore is a need to feel adored

The slightest touch on the skin will soon begin when birds that sing become our friends

Out amongst the grass sits a young boy who reached in his pocket and pulled out a plum

He smiles with delight

The taste was right

He grew three feet that day and ran faster that light

The simplest of stories may break the ice of insecurities but to quench the thrust of the comedic verse is by far the sweetest purse

Driving 

Smiling

Eating out of your hand

Remembering what it was like sleeping in the sand

The fresh air and synchronicity

Dancing under the tree of life

Making History

Tapping in thought to make a plea

Piercing deep into my soul 

Imagine loving free

Begging the sunshine to let me in

To beam me up and make me his friend

Like  Kerouac and a glass of gin

I bury my hands in the earth and hold my heart made of sin

The gears grind to my surprise

Detecting the lies

My arms tied

I try to lift off the ground but realize I can't fly

I try to speak but the peanut gallery is to salty

Inside I start to weep but I bite my tongue

Poetry if my calling

I stand my ground and pretend that no one’s around

I’m in charge so put you fucking swords down

I do this to educate

To set us straight form the propaganda stuffed in our faces

I feel honored to sacrifice my dignity to make people realize what we can be

The possibilities are endless

Just like our imagination is a tool for creation our compassion is a tool to form relations with the brothers and sisters whom we call strangers can one day become our neighbors

If we could only evolve with the times there would be no unemployment lines and you would find it not a crime to feel free to open your mind

Living on crack corner where the vampires search to fulfill your order

Rocks or blows and hard knock hoes

A bountiful feast for the worlds least

The cycle revolves everyday from the bed you sleep to the filthy street

On your hands and knees you slither and creep to find your dose before you weep

Too close to my blood I can not watch

Friends to foe I wish it would stop

Smooth the cracks and take the streets back from the life less victims of a dope fiends rap

Abuse than you lose

When lost there is no return

To die on crack corner is a life left to burn

Preparing for capture

Waiting for prey

Looking at the rapture every working day

Held tight with a cloth of red

Light emanating from my head

To attract your spirit

Telepathic kisses

Can you feel it?

Don’t be shy

What every you say will be just fine for our naked ears need to feed on the mystical rhyme

What do you really need to survive with balance in your surroundings?

What color do you bleed?

It’s the same as every living being

Fold my hands to pray to what

I don’t know, or do I?

What a surprise to find the god that put me here with no purpose but to get lost

I’m searching for a candy land

No judgment allowed

Self indulgence is not a need

Freedom for exploration endured

Peace of mind

Respect for life

Were not the only ones

Think of all the daughters and sons

The urge to scream kicks at my feet

Must ease my vibration

A common thought of love I weep

Understanding the core that builds the wall

The outward push sends us to death with no real reason to enjoy a vague hope that the next dimension is a tropical getaway with no one around to spoil the day

A feeling of hate runs through my body when I realize I work for chicken feed

Sick of the corporate greed

Time to plant the sunflower seeds

I just want respect

No over the head dialect

I’m not a robot that works for you

We work as a team

I sign my name

I give you truth

I look out for you

You look out for me

To be classified as a low, mid, or high is to say you are less of a man than I

I sweat just like you and work just as hard

Treat me like an equal

My voice is just as loud

Don’t you want to feel proud of the people around you?

If not then your enemies will surround you

I might be shy and I might be young

But on the inside I am a lion ripping your heart out

It’s the principle

To give you must receive

I feed my strength

Your pity is what I read

In the red, white, and blue we’re economic prisoners

Our quality of life threatened

A cry for help is calling to open the ears of those blinded souls who think everything is OK just as long as my credit card balance is paid

America is merely a pocket in the world but yet we create more damage than all the others combined. The man is just better at hypnotizing our people to believe in a false freedom. Our straight forward image causes our walls to grow higher as we alienate ourselves from the rest of the world. What materials we’ve been told are important to gain were just a gimmick to fuel the flow of currency, to make the greedy rich, and to camouflage the beauty of the ordinary simple human being.

I give a solute to all the conmen who have lead the world to war. You’re all nothing but a bunch of psychos that made the rest of us poor. Killing innocent people on the dotted line to expand boundaries and watch a cultures demise. But when you realize how much money war creates for our governments. Well, there’s your answer why.

FUCK YOU GEORGE BUSH I wish I could say to you face I would spit and save the day. Look what you have done with your trillion dollar gun. It’s killing the force that made you a man. You’re committing suicide where you stand.

I officially inaugurate myself into the lower class. My credit is shit and my life is in dept. I’m chasing a dream I never witnessed but was thrown down my throat by the giant political machine. Built by murder and greed we The United States of America can’t seem to get the disease out of our system. Addicted we think only of ourselves and with disorder we turn on one another because we may look a bit different or we may have been labeled a certain way.

Call me what you will

I know my name

It will always stay the same

No matter what I wear or where I stare my name stays the same

No matter what time of day or the words I say You’ll ask me like a man because you don’t know but what you see

You only find out when you ask and only then will you receive

It doesn’t have to be like this. Stop living in vain and help your fellow man find the true meaning of freedom. Remember it’s not about you but us. I’m only one of many and can only do so much but that’s nothing compared to what can happen when people works together. We’ve seen what a country can do. Let’s see what our world can achieve as one.

Stage to the left

Up rise in strife

Coma removed

In scents burnt night

Worships cool air

Lost paint

Blank stare

Eating the dew

Sweat pours

Found ground

Sucking toes

Need dies

Picked your nose

Apple falls

Why fake

Friends with fate

Related to state

Lower the rate

Misplaced the verb

Doorbell rings

A misfit answers

Water in the ears

Stars for lunch

Time is not a measurement but a feeling

A sense of movement

Sometimes slow

Sometimes fast

Having no control but not knowing when the last second is

To question time is to realize there is no such thing

Just one big drawn out life with many different perspectives

Cover the system with a mist of roses

To whom do I honor this quaint visit?

There is no face to read

Your energy is submissive

Tripping on what grows

Turn around to pull from the ground

What gets in your way deserves not to live another day

Is that what you think when you see death do you blink?

No amount of washing will clean the sins from your presidential sink

Just admit to what you have done

People make mistakes

Have your apologies begun

But what do you care?

You have some chump bring you clean underwear

Being taken care of from the neck down

Speaking for people you’ve never seen around

No one really knows what we need

Only what calms us

To make or minds reseed

Beware cause in a little time the fade will change

The next mock election will be arranged

Another suit to look at and another face to place the blame

Searching for a vocabulary to out fit my soul

An apocalypse of brainwaves to infiltrate the population to rid the world of the pop culture slaves

Hungry? Then search for your own meal

If you only take what’s given sooner or later you’ll have to steal

The string grows tighter

The puppet master has won

What happened to the respect like father like son?

Down we go like a pinnacle saint

Shake a hand to end the restraint

Television the intellectual prison

Made to control our delicate situation

Greased like a pistol

Corrupt as the dark crystal

For stimulation we dilate or eyes to what is given

Still no time to feed the poor but just enough to engage war

Rotten to the core you political whores

Bending over collecting money in the back door

So you can play on the high definition screen all that propaganda about the all American team

Our minds have surpassed all your unconstitutional acts

Excuse me as I burn the mask and give your reason a swing with my ax

To the loved ones who make it to the other side

May you find your peace and be free to fly

You lived a life that no one could mirror

The world has not ended

The planet still spins

Life comes to full circle

I’ll feel you blowing in the wind

Political monopoly our generation plays

Trying to keep our wealth and our mortgage paid

Blocked by barricades of the right wing renegades

A mockery made of the outside world

America is power in a downward spiral

Giving up on every emotion worked for by the innocent ginnipigs feeding on government cheese

They plan for us how to live and breath

You call that free

Remember the 60’s and the sacrifices made

Lives put on the line

Respect was paid to the revolutionary minds that paved the path to freedom of speech and pro humanitarian acts

A positive march to rewrite the story of the hell that seems so mandatory to keep the picture painted of happy people accepting authority

Take a stance and be you own entity

Fulfill your destiny to learn from past hypocritical memories

One life taken seems fine if you fighting on the opposite side

A white flag in the air opens the blood hungry eyes

I see you driving in your S.U.V

Radio blasting

Pretending to be a king

What happened to walking on you own two feet?

Oh yeah that’s right the bigger the car the smaller the meat

I need an aphrodisiac for the soul

A cosmic consciousness next door to reality

Escaping the walls

There exists no gravity

Sensations blend

A blurring of reason

To realize we are a part of everything and in control of nothing

Ease the broken glass vibes

The self richious attitude blankets the truth

Read the eyes to unravel the noose

Tearing into my stick shift heart

Drinking the nectars

Buried in a river filled with salt

To sour to drink

To dense to sink

Coincidence you sly friend

The path you took to uncover the lady

Leaps over fields of rainbow lilies

Her sweet divine sage questions every last crave

A psychedelic world exists through doors opened by Mother Nature’s hidden gifts

Expanded thought will persist

Words can not yet explain the edge this wave creates

With patience and awareness of ones true self a meditative trust will guide your way to levels once bestowed by shamans ages ago

Primal yet elegant

Scent of soft silence

Puzzled to the point of intrigue

Imagining the artistic and spiritual possibilities

Van Gogh comes to heart

Comparing the lines that separate this dimension from the next

Both harsh yet beautiful in the representation of emotional feelings

A suit of energy skin tight

Travel to a space not made of light but of solid thought opened in full sight

To touch salvation and explore an uncharted territory of the mind is not as far off as one would think

Just take a deep breath

Hold it for 20 seconds

Try not to blink

Inside a Rubik’s cube six lines of dissection spiral to the center of a vortex

This is reality dimensions away

My world is spinning to the point of having no sanity

A woman’s voice relaxes me

Accept your fate she sings

There comes a time when all actions are powerless

Rejoicing in realizing that I am not part of a material realm but by infinite levels of consciousness waiting for me to find the strength to see the truth

Adjusting to the memory of what I recalled on the last visit with the divine mint

Everything I knew before had no place in this space

She is in charge

Any amount of fear either conscious or subconscious is thrown before your eyes

You either accept you fate or hold on for the ride

She is an ally you hold close and learn control

Only those who are worthy are guided on their way to the sacrament

Those who are chosen take on the responsibility to hold onto her truth and respect the power

This is not a cheap thrill but a rocket blasting through doors of consciousness

Only with wisdom and balance with ones self can a person be ready to explore her world

Be honest for she sees through lies and reprimands the one

My life pattern is changed with every visit

From a straight line to a spherical imagination

Questions past our concept of life’s creation

To an infinite expandability of our minds interpretation of a true path of spiritual greatness

She finally opened the door to her den last night
In the bed
A room of darkness
A deep breath
A clearing of the mind
Relax the eyes
Drifting off in space
She comes up behind me
We are all alone
She speaks softly
Energy radiates my body
Face pulsating so soft
Lines of light orbit my face
We sing in harmony
Feeling peace my lips fill with passion
A charge of ecstasy empowers my senses
She kissed me
I often find myself searching to love but come home to accept myself talking to the sky above

May you find the inspiration to believe your imagination
Peace, love, and the freedom to explore our mind, planet, and a peaceful reality

Earth mothers

Plants enrich

Animals protect

Man Cultivates

Together we are life

With out one nothing would exist

Give me a blunt or give me death

I’ll take my last breath with my friends T, H, and C

I’ll enjoy my day singing a song to release my joy free

Unlike the booze I always lose the battle

Society pushes the bottle to the children like a toy rattle

So of course you might think it would be safe if I had a drink

No one would judge me for being a pot head granola freak

But when I think twice the herb seems so nice than to turn the bottle upside down

Your senses damaged and there’s no point for sound cause your on the ground tossing you cookies passed out no one’s around

Instead of buying that case you should have bought a pound of that sweet Mary Jane

She always makes the negative energy just fade away

15 billion years of evolution from the birth of the planet to the awakening of our perception

Living on the edge of human existence and born with the same heart as the first human we're not far from who we where

An essence of simplicity hoping for reassurance to encourage our choice to take what we think is ours

In reality we belong to the eternity of all
A release of power through eyes and skin to be released back into the cosmos after death to await rebirth in any form

Our quest to satisfy the demons swell as the war with our life force destroys a hope for finding God

We walk on her with every step
We bomb, spit, and burn her surface
She is God
Earth our Mother

To have control of existence we must have control of ourselves

Excepting a balance of wants and needs

Deciding what will benefit all life not just what’s right for man

It’s hard to be who you are when trigger happy crusaders force you to be someone you’re not.

There is no just cause for war. What’s best for some is just hell for others. Good or bad destroy one and there could be no sun.

Remember we’re not just fighting terror, we’re are fighting ourselves with an undetermined future. The choices we make today will shape tomorrow.

A world built on blood sooner or later may burst and flood.

So stop the bombs on our mother so one day the sun will shine, dust will clear, and we will explore love honestly.

May we always have the freedom to pass on the stories that teach the truth and pray for all people so one day we can live in peace.

You can live by technology or you can make you own philosophy

Participants keep on sinking

Conceptionist free their thinking

A broad horizon echoes my thoughts

Dreams of mount Zion recycle my consciousness

Floating in a sea lotus’s I’m caught

My mind rests in clouds of cotton candy

Playing peek a boo on top of Manchu Pechu

Stranded on a island with my sweet Mediterranean equestrian

Uninhibited blissful secretion of passion

Bare naked wet bodies

Fantasy is reality

Lay me down blanket of sea

Fluttering away on wings of life

Captain of beyond

Kisses from god

Yes my heart deep in blood

Thick my breath

All is my sight

I grasp hold of reality

Reality as light as a feather

My father the weight of never

Season to reason

Depth conception from the inside of my gut

The whole world hears the time is now

No fear is near

Smooth energy vibration

Rainbow tight passion

Ride to inspire or insanity

Puffs of clouds soft landing

Prepare for elevation

See a revelation

Be a new creation for unity of spirit

To see now means a lot more. To see past, through, or beyond. A view point of a giant with the body of a human being. I know what I feel but language can’t explain. I choose to be far away because it makes me feel proud to be alive. It is who I am and what I must do. Not all ears will open and not all words are spoken. I see my body as a unit, I feel my soul is who I live to be, a ray of light or a cloud of smoke.

Om shanti shanti shanti

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