May 2017
Am I somewhere betwixt the many worlds?
What is real – what is not?
Am I a fornication of my imagination?
Or am I simply a puncturing of a place in time?
I confess – nowhere – nowhere is where I’d rather be.
There, these earthly sediments fall to my feet,
Aged ballast no longer holding me to the past.
Thoughts traveling at light speed
Covering the vastness of my universe.
And in solemn slumber - reality does orbit me.
One thousand times the speed of light
Is possible to us taking up the flight.
A new journey beyond the scenes of the past,
Conjoined with others finding similar tasks.
First level, second level – the remembering goes on.
Without any struggle we are to understand
What God has created within a single hand.
This universe – this inverted reality in its form –
With us – the living – on the inside – trapped
By the never ending boundaries but warned.
There we must find that we are the masters
Of our heaven and earth – for ‘tis
Up to each of us to figure our own worth.
If one dies without believing in himself his soul
Remains separate but still worth retrieving.
Yes – because we are the creators – our light lives unchained
By the boundaries that we call space and time.
We can pass over to the other side –
To the other side of the inversion.
There we learn the true meaning of the diversion.
Walking as we may looking back into the
Inverted universe we become one with our dreams.
For ‘tis in life that we test our souls – yes –
It is in the singular act of living that we opportune with giving.
One pair of hands – they can remind so many….
Alive, one voice is all that is any,
In his image, our thoughts are of what he is within.
Those everlasting thoughts creating the future of light.
Freeing ourselves from the illusion of the endless night.
Finding our places on this side of the inversion.
Where do you remember the line of your being?
Must you depend only upon seeing?
Listen - to - one - who - has - seen - the - inversion.
Live life giving – make no diversion.
The beauty is that it is your choice to make.
What will you create?
Darkness – or light – or – something in between?
Don’t wait too late ….
The universe awaits.
What is real – what is not?
Am I a fornication of my imagination?
Or am I simply a puncturing of a place in time?
I confess – nowhere – nowhere is where I’d rather be.
There, these earthly sediments fall to my feet,
Aged ballast no longer holding me to the past.
Thoughts traveling at light speed
Covering the vastness of my universe.
And in solemn slumber - reality does orbit me.
One thousand times the speed of light
Is possible to us taking up the flight.
A new journey beyond the scenes of the past,
Conjoined with others finding similar tasks.
First level, second level – the remembering goes on.
Without any struggle we are to understand
What God has created within a single hand.
This universe – this inverted reality in its form –
With us – the living – on the inside – trapped
By the never ending boundaries but warned.
There we must find that we are the masters
Of our heaven and earth – for ‘tis
Up to each of us to figure our own worth.
If one dies without believing in himself his soul
Remains separate but still worth retrieving.
Yes – because we are the creators – our light lives unchained
By the boundaries that we call space and time.
We can pass over to the other side –
To the other side of the inversion.
There we learn the true meaning of the diversion.
Walking as we may looking back into the
Inverted universe we become one with our dreams.
For ‘tis in life that we test our souls – yes –
It is in the singular act of living that we opportune with giving.
One pair of hands – they can remind so many….
Alive, one voice is all that is any,
In his image, our thoughts are of what he is within.
Those everlasting thoughts creating the future of light.
Freeing ourselves from the illusion of the endless night.
Finding our places on this side of the inversion.
Where do you remember the line of your being?
Must you depend only upon seeing?
Listen - to - one - who - has - seen - the - inversion.
Live life giving – make no diversion.
The beauty is that it is your choice to make.
What will you create?
Darkness – or light – or – something in between?
Don’t wait too late ….
The universe awaits.
It's hard for me to describe this piece. Either you get it or you don't like trying to explain infinity. It means different things to different people. But I do always enjoy how other people interpret it.
