There is a lost Oasis among the stars wrapped around darkness.

And expanse of thoughts and wishes gather in this vault of heaven..

One star speaks to another in this vernacular of light and pulses..

The links and waves reach far and vast..

As the Lost Oasis has now become an ocean of thoughts..

And the thoughts have now become and idea..

Nature's memory

  The soil touches your feet.  Heaven below. As the sky and winds play with your hair. Heaven above. Voices of leaves rustle their poems. The memory of you is not so far away.  As nature has never forgotten you even one thousand dreams away.

It begins with a step forward..
A step forward past death..
On the other side of the other side.
With all life intact..

To cross over..
With a heartbeat and conscience..
Without ever greeting death..
Would be the birth of an Outer Angel/ Outer Demon..

We are allowed glimpses of ultimate light and darkness..
Glimpses made possible by dream..
He heard the song past the stars..
And wrote in the chorus of Outer Voice..

He star walked and dark stepped past oblivion and chaos..
Into New Universe..
Where he met The Beginning and The End..

The adventure in the rain was for my brother and I.
We would jump in the puddles and make plastic bottlecap sail boats for ants.
Barefoot in the cool water.
Warmed back up by the summer mud.

I could remember the cycle.  
I could remember the movements..
So simple yet so complex.

The series of activation protocols.
And the unknown science the brings life to them..
The Astra auras and the elemental mixtures..

The hike into the light and dark wilderness..
The other side of the other side..
The calling of shadows and reflections..

The tones of outer world..
The songs heard past the stars..
The convolution of me and my memory..

The moment I remember..
What was forgotten..
On how to combine light and darkness..

On how to Weaponize my imagination.....

On fractal images of color.

Blended in to create a reality

Blaze through the meanings of all..

I really thought I was on this side of the cage looking in.

Knowing the hollows would soon be full..

A scary thought of the world being inside of your head.

With self given limitations.