Dualistic,
Vibrating,
Higher frequencies,
Of consciousness.
Delivering,
Unbelievability,
To those deceived,
So easily.
Reality,
Is illusion,
Expressed across cosmos,
For the mind’s sake,
Go ahead and scream,
That it’s not fake.
I won’t disagree,
Swimming in infinity,
Holographically,
Smeared into serenity.
Delivery,
Of consciousness to all,
Humanity.
Letting go.
Of ego.
Entering,
All possibilities,
At one time,
Life is . . .
One rhyme.
A big ocean,
Collapsing waves,
Onto the shore.
Of our brains and souls.
Circling around the same,
Big black hole.
At the center of,
Our galaxy.
Where we exist,
As one.
And . . .
A multitude,
Of diversity,
And star nurseries,
Exploding into the skies,
Above,
Where we pray,
To the same,
Stardust,
From which we came.
Listen to the . . .
Ommm,
That’s the sound of creation,
Of the sun.
Son,
Of God is named Jesus,
Christ.
So they say
Monotheistic,
Dualistic,
Too simplistic.
To explain away reality.
Humankind,
Reaches out,
Into outer space,
Only to find their fallacies.
And down on earth,
Greedy monsters,
Double dip,
With corrupt salaries.
But I don’t believe,
In the I of self,
Ego or,
Anything else,
Placing me as,
Separate from,
The reality I know.
We are one,
Living in,
Separate worlds,
To create new meaning,
For life itself.