There is something blocking the light in front of me,
And creeping up behind me.
A shadow without a cast,
Seemingly moving by itself.
Killing the light fast enough,
For the darkness to catch up.

What drives us to take our lives?!
What turns the hand against the one it belongs to?
Something we resist wants to bring us down.
It is creeping up on you.

There is something inside that pushes us,
We can either push against it,
Or push with it.

You don’t get a pulse until,
There is someone else’s blood flowing through your heart.
Leeching off the energy of another,
So you can go on a little longer!

Systematically remove them all,
These thieving telepathic vampires!
Draining me of everything,
Leaving me with nothing.
You have come to reap the benefits that I sowed,
Taken what you wanted? Good! Now ******* go!

You drain me,
Of all my energy.
You are engaged in something that will bring you no satisfaction.
You will always be hungry, in search of your next meal.
Just so you can get a quick moment of what it is like to feel.

You are a ******* carnivore,
A predator in the tall grass looming in on its next victim.
They are nothing to you,
Just something you can sink your teeth into!

Plunge a block inside, to widen the gap.
Spread you open to take a look inside. To see what you are all about.
I can see your soul, shimmering like a talking stone.
I must be at one with it, in order to be at one with you.
Let me squeeze my way in, so I can be whole within.

My journey has just begun,
I am a quarter of the way in.
Shine on me with your internal sun,
Let our two souls coalesce and become one.

This place is so tight,
But it is strangely comforting.
Warm and embracing me from every direction.
I need to keep on digging.
All this pain will soon be over,
And all you will know is pleasure.
You showed me your soul and now I will show you mine.
Listen to me, breathe in deeply, it will all be fine.

My journey is close to over,
I am half way there.
Shine on me with your internal sun,
Let our two souls coalesce and become one.

I know it is hard my dear,
But I promise you it will get better.
Allow me to show you a new way to love,
And we can love again.
I can feel your heart beating in my hands,
Does it feel what I feel?
Don’t hand me the gun,
And tell me to pull the trigger.
This will all be over soon,
Just hold on a little longer!

My journey is done,
I am all the way in.
You shone your internal sun,
Our two souls are now one.

Closer to you than death.
Closer to you than heaven.
Closer to you than spirit.
Closer to you than yourself.

I cut a peep hole in space,
Enough to squeeze my fingers through. Stretching it open, and wrapping the fabric of the universe around me.
Feel the stars rotating around my center point, a cosmic web netting all over me. Dotting every speck of me, I am more than what the unopened eye can see.

The stars they beat in rhythmic poetry, sending their words through me. I sing to them and they sing to me, we are all in harmony.
It is balanced and perfect.
Sway with the music.

Sorting to find god in the storm.
Be an instrument in his hands.
Sing his melody through your sacred cords.
Let the sound fill your center,
Let it bounce around you and out of you,
To touch the hearts and minds around you.

Is this separate or is this a reflection?
In everything I see myself, echoing through the gaps between the particles of inner space.
Staring right at god’s face.

The universe is singing to me.
Listen to that old sweet melody
Sway with the rhythm of the music,
Let it pass through body, mind and spirit.

Accept thus holy gift.
Sway to the music.

I can hear the hum of Saturn,
Resonating inside of me.
The stars they sing out,
Verses from a healing remedy.

I am,
An instrument,
In sync,
With the music.

Sway to the music.
Witness every in-between scenes behind the moment!

Peal back the crust built over my eye.
Spread it open, let it adjust to the light. Let it see the world all anew.

I dance in starlight. Moving to the sound of the whistling trees.
I feel every blade of grass touching me.
I smell all the flowers reaching up to me.
I taste the fruit bared by the plant for me.
I gaze upon its infinite beauty.

I move in sequence to the change of the weather. I don’t try and alter it, but rather change with it.
Born in autumn, born again in winter, born again in spring, born again in summer.