I'm shimmering reflection on liquid glass,
Looking deep into its own eyes.
My substance softens into
Abstract understanding
And it couldnt be any other way.
Just when you thought you could explain it, you realize just how limited language is.
Comprehending more than could ever be truly explained
We put our faith in parallel's made through parables, hoping another mind could see in between the lines
To the less defined image of what reality could be
If it wasn't just instinct.

Sparkling eyes,
I tried a thousand times
Your defenses wearing,
You lose that gleam.
I lose strength.
But never lose my will
And have you ever seen
A being so devoted
To just a glimpse
In hopes of more.
And years put in to
Getting under your skin
So confused from those before me
But your eyes sparkle more lately
And I don't have to try

How  deep does mind go into physicality.
Where the fall is domino
Generation after generation
Breeding wasteful idiots.
But I see change in the masses
I see change in the minds of those living
The core beliefs of most religions,  tends to be a purification of thought
If you can call it that.
If evil doesn't exist
It's more like a refinement of thought.
What's truly neccessary?
And then how does that change things?
How many moments
Till the future,
When you've never heard of time.  
And what is it but a way to catagorize memories in a clearer fashion an exact fashion.
And to plan forward.
But was the point of forward thinking when your incapabe of forethought in the first place.  

One less ****
One less binge
One less rage
One less thing you don't really need for future sustainment.

And then you step into the light.
More things you actually need, that are actually productive.
Why waste time on dead men's luxuries.

God or not
His light burned so bright
I knew in my heart
This was who I follow.

Never a question of my souls
Innocence
What have I
If he be all
Then paradise is surely
Attainable.
But unlike those sayings of theirs...
I found a natural suffering in the center of the purity
A beautiful masochism
Begging to continue on
And the purity allowed it
For this was the result of change
And change is ever pending
Cycles moving circles.

Change was the desire
Fear was for the innate pain of life
And the temptation was genetic coding of many generations of mind gathering thought In non prosperous ways.

How incredible your prescence when you consider the survival of consciousness connected to humanity.
How large
Could perspective
Become.

Aloft the giving tree
I sit to see
Shade from sun
And what's in me.

Fell first hand
From receive
Deep into
The pulling weeds
And rooted under
Further water
Give me more
Of my own summer
Let me live
Eternally
Not under give
No ******* way.  
Climb aboard
The giving tree
See only life
In all you see
Live this life eternally
As long as you flow
With the giving tree
BUT fallen fruit
Is sure to rot
Straying hearts
A thing not sought
So stay with In this loving tree
This branch of life
This thing you need
See all life eternally

Sadist sadly succumbed to me
In rolling waves of self loathing
In tired shades of losing touch
In bed's we made that were just to much.
And the toil
Was ever present regret
Layered deep with in my nauseas pit.
And holding down my beating heart
Was my own ribs.
How could I offer anything
To the one already golden
Me fallen beneath the clouds
Belly to ground
I writhe in pits of fallen men
And you beyond the Eagles wing
So valiantly expressed beyond my own recognition.
I see in images and references
Of what I know
You see beyond the eagles wing.
A mirage of watery reflections
All speaking in unison
Of some stranger
From their dream
And I could see them all
But I never know what it means.
Could you please tell me who I am.

Shadows kiss me good night
Dancing before my splayed lids
How could I ever ask them to leave.
So assembled so straightforward.
I can barely shut off the view
Of light wave after dark rolling cloud
Swallowing space
And then itself.
Patches of brown
Red
Black
Shadows kiss my eyes good night
Which is why I never sleep.