Tracing the Synapses of Spirituality

Above the influence under the guidance

Resulting publication phantasms of the living

Private institutions funded by unnamed sources

Don't ask the telling

Loneliness laughter between the physical realm

You can never go back when your not alone

My nervous pulses pleasantly awaken me

Overdosed fear looking straight dead at me

I couldn't move or ask what's happening

For my speech motor controls were still hibernating

My multi dimensional body was slowly forming

I tripped on cosmic junk and fell back in my body

A mere second of realm walking

The natural effects of the human being

Silent sleep inside powerful dreams

Sugarless green tea after theta wave sitting.