I will crack pages open to reveal the worlds I have created
Where whirling passion meets a depressed turmoil to dictate a further storm into an alternate being
“Astral travel “
Let my wisdom flood through the gates of your cerebrum to enter and penetrate your thought cavity
Visualize and I promise you will be transported
Imagine ...
Yourself , silk flowing just above your resting space
Now focus , focus on the motion of your blood , the pace - your corpuscles will become more vivid
Feed your body energy
From your powerful realm
Begin to pulse, I want you to breathe at the pace of the electricity
Can you see it
You are glowing , neon
Like under the signs of an old diner in the American movies
A glow, brighter than the stars
A glow so toxic, one that a simple mind cannot fathom
A glow both evil and pure
This glow creates and destroys
Destruction formulated by simplicity
Simplicity forming art
Dangerous art circulating ‘round the idea of breakage
Every now and again, an oasis needed
Not being able to reach far enough
The art destroyed the painter
The glow bursting out her veins
Death by her own beauty
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 1:46 PM UTC
I will crack pages open to reveal the worlds I have created
Where whirling passion meets a depressed turmoil to dictate a further storm into an alternate being
“Astral travel “
Let my wisdom flood through the gates of your cerebrum to enter and penetrate your thought cavity
Visualize and I promise you will be transported
Imagine ...
Yourself , silk flowing just above your resting space
Now focus , focus on the motion of your blood , the pace - your corpuscles will become more vivid
Feed your body energy
From your powerful realm
Begin to pulse, I want you to breathe at the pace of the electricity
Can you see it
You are glowing , neon
Like under the signs of an old diner in the American movies
A glow, brighter than the stars
A glow so toxic, one that a simple mind cannot fathom
A glow both evil and pure
This glow creates and destroys
Destruction formulated by simplicity
Simplicity forming art
Dangerous art circulating ‘round the idea of breakage
Every now and again, an oasis needed
Not being able to reach far enough
The art destroyed the painter
The glow bursting out her veins
Death by her own beauty
