There is wonder in this world; there is absolute pain,
to walk without feet beneath us unheard.
To float through winds and treacherous rain,
individual identity in a broken frame.
Who claims to astral project each word
in a frequency sacred geometry game?
Then deny, defend egotistical blame,
want not for this life in death we gain.
Then imprint with each breath our genetic strain.
Feb 23, 2020
Feb 23, 2020 at 5:34 AM UTC
There is wonder in this world; there is absolute pain,
to walk without feet beneath us unheard.
To float through winds and treacherous rain,
individual identity in a broken frame.
Who claims to astral project each word
in a frequency sacred geometry game?
Then deny, defend egotistical blame,
want not for this life in death we gain.
Then imprint with each breath our genetic strain.
JDMaraccini
2020
