I capture this memory with my mind..
The way the sun lit up your eyes..
The wind made your hair flutter ever so..
My dream came true..

(Is there an emotion for mystical? I suppose it would be to be mystified. Perhaps awe is the word I am looking for.  I was in awe at the sight of him! I was beyond mystified!)

It started in the Yellow Wastelands.  Where life went to die.  As life dies there, they become a part of the Yellow Wasteland adding to his spread and growth becoming a sort of crystalline lattice.  All go willingly to the crystalline whisper. The whisper in recent theory emanates from the shining yellow crystals that grow among the Yellow Wasteland like blue bonnets in the Texas spring.  Once the Whisper is heard the victim willingly partakes in what we call The March. The March is a mindless saunter to The Yellow Wasteland where upon arrival they lay in the yellow dirt and slowly begin crystalizing. We have tried stopping The March. But have been unsuccessful for many years.  During the state of the march the victim gains a strange, extraordinary ability to control others as they see fit. If one or a group of people, try and prevent the march they will be controlled by the whisper to put the victim back on track.  The final equation that we cannot solve is why one hears the whisper.  There seems to be no pattern whatsoever.

On this day my daughter heard the whisper. We walked with her for hours on end.  My wife and son followed shortly behind whilst I walked beside her talking about memories and music.  My son then caught up and started to play his lute. He played song after song and sang beautiful lyrics that they wrote together.  My wife would then catch up to fix our daughters hair and clean her face as we walked and walked toward The Yellow Wasteland.  There were times where we would walk all together in a line and pray and pray.  

Over the Wolf's crossing trail was a hill. The hill was now called.
" The Last Ascend."    The Yellow Wasteland can be seen below.  We started the ascend up the last ascend.  Tears flooded all our eyes as we were powerless to stop The March.

When I got dropped off the first thing I noticed was the floating islands passing on by.. 
They all had this blue windmill that would spin with a beautiful light at its center..
The windmills were soundless..
They did not whisper a noise at all..
I then turned around and noticed I was on a floating island myself..
I then looked over the edge  of this sky island and saw the clouds below..
I wanted to see what was under them..
My sky island seem to read my mind and took me below the clouds..
There were millions upon millions of people everywhere..
They were running after all the sky islands with their hands to the sky..
They were all screaming out " TAKE ME"!!

When I got dropped off the first thing I noticed was the floating islands passing on by..
They all had this blue windmill that would spin with a beautiful light at its center..
The windmills were soundless..
They did not wisper a noise at all..
I then turned around and noticed I was on a floating island myself..
I then looked over the edge  of this sky island and saw the clouds below..
I wanted to see what was under them..
My sky island seem to read my mind and took me below the clouds..
There were millions upon millions of people everywhere..
They were running after all the sky islands with their hands to the sky..
They were all screaming out " TAKE ME"!!

Shadow after shadow.  We fought on through. They had golden eyes and wanted to consume our light.  There were only 3 Celestial star owls left. But they still fought the darkness with all the light they had left.  I tried with all of my shine to help them as much as I could. The addiction had some strange hold on me.  Its as if I am unable to forget its strange euphoric cosmic gifts to my soul.  I wanted to be a part of it.  Every time I would get these urges the Star owls would shine the urge away.  Only I was taking a lot of their light away. I had to break free! The star demon mounted its attack as one of the Star owls met it head on. Light and shadow clashed creating this incredible explosion of darkness and shine.  Light feathers were all that was left of my cosmic guardian.  They faded into the darkness. He was gone!  There now was only three of us left.  The golden eyed shadows were pushing us away from the star memory.  Slowly they were consuming our light.  Then all of a sudden they stopped attacking. The shadows stood still and looked to all the bright stars around them.  Only they were no stars. Someone had heard my call for help.  The sentinels of light were coming to our aid.

There are things unseen that keep this world living.. Things that go without notice.. Things that we make sure go unnoticed.. So the everyday things you see as everyday things simply are not that at all.. Everyday messengers and receivers are at a constant movement of life giving moments.. The bird you saw fly by, The cat that leaves and never returns, The butterflies that migrate south, And the ghost that sometimes haunt the living.. But when the path is interrupted the unknown ramifications occur.. The disasters, the catastrophes, the plagues, can all be prevented.. On this day two children, two brothers, will set forth a path that is unknown to them.. On a plastic bottle cap they put one large red ant on board.. They float it down the creek and watch in awe at the sailor ant they have set in motion.. This ant has a very small package to deliver.. Across a world to him, at the end of the river to us.. This ant will deliver a small speck of light.. The first star in an infinite darkness..

The lines go to the same place..
They are drawn out by belief..
But some lines do not travel straight..
Some bend and turn..
Some even break..
This is the sadness of your God..
At times I could always see my line..
It was not to straight..
But i could still see where it was going..
Where it was drawn out to go..
So why am I mourning..
This is the sadness of your God..
My line one day was fading..
Yours seem to shine so very bright..
As if it was destined to shine over all the others..
A sort of outline to follow..
The perimeter of your belief..
Where your line was solid mine was hollow..
This is the sadness of your God..
The mistake we made was our love we made..
This painted your line in absolute..
With the color of regret..
To your God, The sad one who cries on me..
Because I belive in him now..
I have the sorrow to prove it..
My line will never shine or be lit..
This is the sadness of your God..

The sun hit your face in such a way I forgot what we were talking about.. I felt it in my chest.. My eyes told me, " This is what beautiful is."

Ill simply sleep..
There is where I will burn it down..
Perhaps fire can bring some form of color here..
But as I walk into this empty grey room I see him..
He is me..
The anti me..
We look eachother in the eyes and flow into one another..
He smiles and uses his finger to write into the air..
His finger uses some form of ink made of light..
This is what he wrote..

So..
You are the very artifact that started this all..
You Have the same color eyes as me..
YoU HaD To tAkE it Past what the soul could take..
You juSt couldn't leaVe iT alonE..
UnDeRSTAND thAt all Things are nOT meant TO always go forward
BuT you seem relentless in makinG it so..
go BacK and NeveR return..
YoUr creating A shift ThAT i WILL NOT bE ABLE TO FIx..

Among such structures was the  pools of creation..  The airglow here was ambient and beautiful beyond all measure..  This is where I set fire to all the stars in the universe.. I smile before I do so..  Signals and twilight fire flies fill the black void..  And there echoes creation eternal..  A nexus travals across forever..  Feeding colors to life..  To the eyes that will one day behold them..  This is how wonder is born..  I think of all this as I look to the stars.. I am just a human.. But my imagination is a GOD...

Those deep brown eyes.. Put my soul into a coma.. A coma that let's me visit heaven.. I'm yours..

I welcome the needed candles during the storm. Where the true light shines upon thy face.. we make these shadows run in all directions with our eternal flame..

You know why its so hard to let go of your demons.  Because they held your hand when no one else would.

Looking up at the stars here was much the same as gazing at them back at home.  The difference was the unknown constellations painted upon the new heavens vault before me.  On the other side of the universe, I find myself star gazing and thinking back to the moment of how normal everything was for me.  I could remember just staring into the endless expanse of beauty back at home and falling in love with what my imagination created for me.  It was a safe scenario where I always came out on top. I was the hero that defeated some unknown evil that lay dormant underneath the Earth.  So many stories. All with a safe outcome.  And yet somehow that person still exist there. Safe and so naive to what is really going on.

I am still trying to figure it out myself. Those small moments of star gazing are a beautiful peace of mind to all the madness and chaos that flow forth from an unknown spring of evil.  I was never a hero (Only in my mind) I was never brave, nor had the courage to confront all that I feared.  I was a person that let the river take me and did my best to just stay afloat.  And yet I was chosen for this.  To weld this immense unimaginable power.  To become a beast of blue star fire and light.  A mage of blue flames and cosmic torrents.  And although I am on the other side of the Universe, the true perspective is that my journey has just begun.

I look upon a triangular like constellation similar to that of Libra back at home and feel the call there.  The light vernacular of those three stars speak to my eyes in a universal like plea.  Many patterns cycle on through all meaning the same.  The one I recognize is S.O.S.  I align my staff to the constellation in the sky as it sets a course for me to safely navigate my way to the cosmic call for help. I then transform to the star dragon and spread my light wings. In moments I am in root toward the unknown libra like constellation moving at the speed of thought.

At last the sky.   Was this the end?  Did we make it.  There was a glowing haze among the air and sky.  It was if as the colors of my dreams slowly rained down on reality.    There were butterflies made of fire fluttering by.  All we could do is walk forward.  Through the haze we walked on through.  The more steps we took the brighter the haze got.  There was now no ground beneath us. Every step we took left behind ripples of blue light.  The stars were now around us.  Feathers made of sunlight were fallen around us.  And then we heard a strange song.  There were Angels every where!  All of them holding strange instruments.  They created a sound like no other.   We were lost in this song of the angels.  But these were no angels!  They were previous heroes lost in the maze!  Lost in this wicked haze!  Turns out we are halfway through the maze! We most go on!

i watched the end of everything come down before me...

i was so scared and just stood there watching..

the fire was coming from the sky..

it will be here soon..

as the tears ran down my face i saw her there by the tree..

she was holding a guitar looking to the sky..

she begin to play ever so as i listen to the song of tomorrow..

all sound seem to leave all at once except for the chords she played..

i noticed that my tears were no longer running down my face..

the song she played seem to calm the fire in the sky..

she played till our sky was clear again..

until our sun shined true light..

when she was done she held the guitar to the tree she stood by..

the guitar became part of the tree turning into a branch with leaves..

she walked away into the forest never looking in my direction..

for years i tried to play this song again..

but i can never find the chords..

I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I can make you see galaxies!
I can ignite your skin like a small lightning storm..
I can pour out your soul and return it..
Time and time again..
But I will only do so if you let me....
The beauty of your waterfall fills my shadow with light!

That alone feeling..
Comes and goes..
You feel it in the depths of your beating heart..
Everyone is here and your alone.
It does not last long..
But it truly is there..
Its as if emotions felt throughout life resurface from time to time when not used..
I suppose my happiness is the reason for such a forgotten feeling..
The loneliness just misses being felt..
And so it comes and goes with me..
I feel alone among everyone around me..
Sad gray man in a gray painting..
But then the colors return..
And I bid loneliness farewell..
The gift of loneliness today was this poem you read..
I am fine again..
(Time felt alone today.. 5:51 seconds.. )

Today we will learn
I am sure you all have heard the term S-ENERGY, SOULCHARGE, S-WAVES, SOUL-POWER, and LIFESPARK..

We can run across the stars because of such energy.. The soul is more powerful then anything we can ever fuse or generate..

But a soul must be given not taken.. This planet is known as Earth.. It has over 6 billion souls.. For 1000 yeras we have studied the relegion of this planet and have found some loop holes on how such earthlings will give their soul..

There are enough souls here to sustain us for the next 5,000,000 yeras.. in 12 dayres we will create a false rapture.. the humans will think it to be a sort of gateway to their heaven, to their salvation..

Understand the humans will be apart of our amazing race, a race that will rebuild across the universe everything that was taken from us.. They will power our star vessels and sustain our way of living

Our vessel, The Grandjas, 70 mileres long 50 mileres wide is powered by only one human child soul..

I have been dreaming about small unnamed towns yet again.
I walk along the nameless streets and unnumbered homes.
I hear phantoms singing through all of the open windows in every house I walk by..
Some songs are happy, some are sad, but through and through I find they are singing to me..
Singing to a stranger walking by..
To draw out the kind wild one..
And perhaps invite him in..
The skies are purple and sometimes blue.
As I walk on out of town and into the countryside I cross a bridge standing over two rivers..
The rivers are side by side..
One has sky blue water while the other has emerald green..
Night slowly puts the day to rest..
The silver moon rides high and full pouring on its haunting glow to the rivers below.
I then see shadow children jumping into the waters and playing under the moonlight..
Both rivers seem to sparkle with delight...
A beautiful serenity begins to warm my soul.

I flow into her as she flows onto me..
Our eyes and souls connect time and time again..
Until the embrace of the absolute nexus is tapped on both sides..
where explosions of emotions and shadows become one..
together we go, together the arrival..
where our spirals become one intertwined and spin out of control creating colors seen by closed eyes!

()" The world was much like ours!  A perfect distance from the sun.  A goldilocks based planet that we found one the other side of our galaxy.  It was then we met them on the surface.   Green forest and the bluest of oceans.  We called this place Eden.. " The only difference was this planet was the size of our sun.  "()


<>" Early at sunrise he came.    Like a slow falling star.  He came out of a door of light and embraced us so.  We did not know how to greet God.<>

()  " Could it be possible! Could it be real!? This may be heaven.  Is this where we ascend? It must be if humans are here!()

<> "  He looks a lot like us? We are molded from him. He comes from the heavens above the stars. <>

() " I am among angels. ()
<>" We are among God.<>

DEAD GRASS:
If the yellows bend to the winds and the yellows gain no color from life water itself, from sunshine eternal.. Out wisp the colors green in certain areas, more custom to life, more in tune to the gospel of the Sun..

RIVERS FLOW:
So flows the river, down a swath to return to oceans dreamed.. under moon, under sun, under storms without flood, once there was a judge, but even the rivers cut him apart..

BLAZE GOLD:
Blue blaze among stars, through eyes of zeal, a hope to be zen when light leaps are possible.. A return to Eden Soon..

WINGED VENGENCE:
The return.. Light leaps through stars on wings of light.. They walked among us.. With wings grand, the angel men, the eagles, falcons of vengence as they reclaim their Eden from us.. They walked among the day with wings brighter than the old sun.. They brought life back to the Earth.. In groups they travelled, with 3 always playing and singing the song of their return and rise..

MANKIND:
Mankind tries and takes the world with it.. For no one to have.. As the explosions brigther than 1000 suns shines among the Earth..

They danced around me. Tornados made of light. The spirals of shine spun the darkness away. Everywhere I walked they followed.. in the forgotten sky I create a vortex made of dreams. This is my return back home. But I truly do not want to leave.

Endless white..  As far as the eye could see.  We had to travel far and wide in search of food.  My bones were as cold as the wind..  But we had to go on.. We were the strongest in the tribe and chosen for its survival..  The snow begin to fall again..  Could not see 3 ft in front of us.. This would make it more difficult to follow tracks and such.  But forward we went, together for the hunt!  

It was getting colder.. The winds were picking up again.  Then all of a sudden a warm gust of air hit us all..  For a moment we were all warm inside and out..  We continued to feel these gust of warm winds from time to time.. It got to the point where the winds stayed warm.. So warm in fact we started to remove pelts off of our backs..

We traversed over a hill and saw the most amazing thing I have ever seen.. Green... so much green! The grass was beautiful here!  And at the center stood a being, a person waring strange glowing armor! He was floating above the grass sleeping..  He was the source of all the warm air we felt..  It was as if he was emitting life itself..  The grass felt so beautiful to the touch.. The green was making love to our eyes..  My body felt as warm as ever.. All my pain was gone..  My cracked cold skin was warm and full of color..

We all fell into a slumber in the grass..  I had beautiful dreams of green.. When we all awoke the strange armored being was gone..  Just being in his presence kept us warm for weeks.. It was as if his power somehow soaked into us.. All of our wounds were healed.. We came back to the tribe with plenty of food and one hell of a story!         S.DIVERS

Sleep.. within thoughts.. with your memories of the day.. share your dreams with others... golden sand will be on the wooden floors of the dream chamber.. light blue flame will burn as u enter.. all the others here are dreaming also.. pour your emotions and get drunk off their souls.. one night we will all fly together. . Toward the 12th star above libra. Above and beyond reality. .

On the road, moving forward.
Destination random small-town Euphoria.  
Calm and peaceful visuals.
Green grass and trees.
Hilltop views that would make mountain views jealous.  
Down the country roads.
Over so unnamed creeks.
Passing over rivers I never knew.
It's a strange, beautiful peace.
It's what my mind awards me when I sleep and dream.
Town festivals with strangers.
So far away yet so close to home.  
And toward the end of it all.
A calm rain sings.
A soothing song of nature awakens me.

What I see is before me is what music looks like..
To hear such beauty will paint pictures in my mind as I transfer the images for you to read and to imagine..
In the dream I finally see what music looks like..
There is a part of the mind that is dormant in all whom can hear..
This beauty is deciphered by the eyes..
As if you could hear what the colors and sound have to say..

Truck ride down the old dirt road..
Leaving dust and catching up to the night..
Cross the river bridge and drive to no where..
Have some beers and party at the blue gate..
Watch the stars fall through the Texas sky..
I can see her looking at me..
Smiling in the dark..
Buzzing hard I walk to her..
I tell her.. " There is no poetry I can write that will be more beautiful than your smile in the night."

Turns out that some of the most beautiful poetry ever written was turned into music by them.

Like the way numbers seem to find a mathematical connection.

The words that flow together best seem to make the most beautiful of musical notes.

I wish I knew how to convert it..

I am listening to a poem speak to me in musical notes!

I write down what it makes me feel!

I have found the connection!!!!!!!!!

understanding is beautiful..
i can say that i have always been confused..
trying to understand is the hard part
but at least i tried..
and trying is understanding in a sense i guess.
wow! thats all that needed to be done!
i get it now!

Took a drive to no where.
Out and about.
It was a early evening in the fall.
And I was not in route.

I took a drive to clear things up.
I thought of 12 stories and one poem.
As the early evening turned into actual evening.
To wherever I may roam.

I took a drive into the night.
Down lonely roads and over a quiet river.
Under the clear Texas night sky.
Where all the stars sing their twilight silver.

i lost my colors to fate..
i lost my colors to sin..
they faded away in one day..
it was as if i lost hope..
lost belief..

this was a feeling like no other..
a sort of sad gray that washes everything away..
a sea of shades..
sad shades and shadows..
to lose belief..

but all at once it can be remembered..
the colors in this plain of gray..
a song heard from the memory of me..
played by you under the gray sun..
i can feel the tones paint me..

its like a chill..
that travels in waves across the body..
where every cell remembers the feeling..
that true feeling of belief..
because you have always done that for me..
you have always believed in me..

I think of the units who are getting a good night sleep with the one worry of just getting up to go to work.   I suppose its because that was me two weeks ago.  Just get up and go to work.  But now I am on the RUN.   Across the nation to destination I can't share.  Tonite I sleep off the grid by a creek with no name.  

It starts to rain down on this old truck I stole from some farmer back in Texas.  I am on the RUN because I have truly woke up.  No longer bound by these invisible chains of programs,  I am free!

My self given misson is to wake all the others.  To let them know freedom.  This can only be done from one destination.  There I will broadcast the freedom code across all bands in a worldwide pattern.  
I just have to make it! I need to RUN!

The everyday life you and I live is able to happen because of something unseen..

This unseen force will forever die in order for us to live..

If one day we see this unseen force, we will fight for its survival.

The very little things make grand possibilities.

i SUPPOSE THE END IS NOT SO BAD AFTER ALL..
after all it was us that brought it upon ourselves..
but ILL HOLD ON TO THIS LIGHT ANYWAY..
Ill cup it in my hands and let it shine on the lines..
In the end at least ill know it was with you..
This darkness really does have no mercy..
I smile at the thought of it not being able to consume my hands that cup this light..
The darkness waits and waits until i finally let go of the light..
I look into my glowing hands and day dream..
I can see the clear day..
Blue skies..
The star filled skies wisper their light as the moon's silver rays light up your dress..
Its time to let go..
All i can give you is this sun..
May it light your days until it burns out..

I have found myself thinking of the end.. weather it will be darkness or light.. I often think of the music that helps me write.. How someone else's creation helps me create new ones.. But I am only left to wonder.. My dreams have been showing me a heaven from all different strange angles..  I really could not begin to describe it to all of you..  There are colors there that we have not yet seen.. There are emotions there that we have not yet felt.. These warm nights have been showing me a clear beautiful sky.. I sometimes speak to the stars because I know something out there hears me..  I truly hope I am forever as well as the ones I love!

I am not suppose to stay..
I cannot..
So for one last time lets walk under your stars..
I'll point you in the direction to where I am from..
I have come here for one thing only..
And once I found that one thing I have to go back and spread what I found..
You have led me to that one thing..
We call it Urasa, And you call it Love!
And I love you!

I follow you into the light..
The prisms of your dream light..
The sun came up and became my light..

I awoke with you in the night..
The rain of moon glow lit up the night..
We travel together hidden forever in the night..

The sun chased us back to dream..
Hidden in darkness we sleep and dream..
To not burn in the sun can only happen in dream..

All we have is the memory of light..
And the moon light in the night..
We day sleep and see the sun in dream..
V A M P I R E

This was a failed experiment on a grand scale indeed.  I was the creator of a new machine that could repair itself and live forever.  But something went wrong.  Something I did not foresee.   I made two versions of such a machine, version x and version y.  They were everything I had hoped for!  Strong and intelligent.  They could adapt to any circumstance.  But the machines I had built seem to not want to work for us anymore.  In a very cleaver way they managed to build a vessel in secret and leave the planet.   It was then one million years later we found where they had went.  A small little planet in the milky way system called Earth.  They went there to die but yet live forever.  The oxygen on this planet is poisonous which their bodies could only sustain for 75 to 110 years.  They had gathered lore on a place known as heaven.   A place beyond our universe.  The only way through is to expire or die. This is what they wanted us to think.   They had managed to replicate themselves into 6 billion different versions.  Their true intent was more sinister than expected.   They were planning on returning with their grand army of themselves and destroying us all.   Their vessel is deep in an ocean known as the Atlantic.  They are still there.  Molding their replications and prepping them for an invasion that would have happened in the next 3000 years.  CODE ADAM AND EVE aka (Version x and Version y )must be stopped.

I have been dreaming beautiful for the past week.

Dreams about brooks in a forest of my creation.  The crystal waters run into a cave where the sunlight shines through small holes creating rays of light as I walk bare foot in the shallow stream of water.

Dreams about 2 rivers running parallel to each other. One green and one blue.  I see them from above as I fly on by. I follow both the rivers to a blue green lake where I see dragons and magical creatures enjoying the land I created.

Dreams about another world where the grass is pink, and the sky is purple. The flowers are all luminescent. The stars exist in the canals here.  


Dreams about ghostly like jellyfish the flutter in the night sky and become the stars.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Haze.. come on down to the slow storm in my head.. come on down to the black sunny day.. voodoo smoke fills my lungs.. absorbing of her soul.. Through airways I consume her.. I lose my way back.. shadows made of light chase me through the haze.. blackness here is beauty that I cannot seem to hold on to.. The day is passed.. The night is wishing for me to stay.. so much blood is falling.. slow storm finally clears in my head.. A sky there was.. voodoo smoke cloud sky... goodbye haze....

When I awoke I was sailing among the stars..
No water below no gravity at all..
The ship was made of wood and her sails made of strange golden light..
For the moment I forgot about the Earth..
For the moment I forgot about home..
I was all alone on this ship sailing toward the center of our galaxy..
There was a guitar inside the captains champers..
I took it outside and played to all the passing stars..
I played and I played for light years that seem like seconds..
The stars shined brighter and brighter the longer I played.
That is until reached the center of the galaxy..
It was there I met with all the other ships.
All sailing from home..
To come home..
There were 3 of them..
Each one of them had a different instrument..
We stood there at the center of the galaxy and begin to play for eternity.
We spun the star circle..

at first i feel the water..
it carries me to this utopia of thoughts upon thoughts..
where the sancutuary of dreams reside..

all worries have faded..
i finally open my eyes and see that the skies are a purple and beautiful blue.. the clouds are as white as the holy light..
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i close my eyes and feel the air under me..
it carries me beyond my thoughts and into the thoughts of others..
where i see beauty through the eyes of another.. a beauty that has always been there but i could not see with my own eyes..

there is no more ugly.. its a feeling of content like no other.. i see only beauty.. i am happy beyond anything..
))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))­)))))))))))))))))))

i close my eyes and feel the sun shine down on me..
it warms my body with a warmth that i will have for eternity..
i will never be cold again.. never will i be cold to anyone again..

i will only hold you and help you shine on through..
it will never be only you.. it will forever be us..
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i close my eyes and feel this earth below me..
i now stand in absolute of who i am and where i am..
this place is an ascension of my soul..

i have been through the bad and the worse.. i was able to keep walking on through.. hand and hand.. forever, whenever!
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Walking the circle trail I made.  
A temporary scar in the grass.
Under the peeking moon.  
I share my secrets to the stars.

The old light hears true.
Imaginations are realities in the elsewhere eternity.
Sometimes I wonder.
If we absorb it all from there.  

But my stars shine over them.
Walking their circle made trails in their night.
I could only wonder if my secrets were received.
Or simply understood as imaginations and ideas.

The morning glow sings its chorus to the verse of darkness.
I jump on my bike and ride toward the forest.
I cut through the trails at the speed of light.
Lightning surrounds me and I move through time.

I am above the clouds waring the cloak of a star.
I move through the twilight sky near and far.
I see myself below as I see myself beyond.
With only one of me knowing how all this corresponds.

I reach the outer rims of our galaxy.
Where shadows of angels view their transcalency.
I pass through the veil beyond what is all.
And find the being playing with the universe emotions enthralled.

On calm sunsets under the tree..
The sun speckles dim..
And turns into glow..
Replaced by moonlit kisses..
That find their way to my eyes..
I dream of you..
While I am awake..
The night tide comes in..
And I am caught in its undertow..
I flow away into true dream..
Where day and night or one..
The never to be mixture..
Under the tree looking up..
Both moon and sun kiss my eyes..
The night and day fusion create new colors..
A jumble of rays and lights never seen before..
This interlace of cosmic reverie delight..
Was the color of my thoughts...

We take a ride down moonlit roads.  No stars, just the moon and a few lonely clouds.  The wilderness is dark alongside the sleeping roads.  As we pass over the rivers I never forget to look down below.  The moon light illuminates the calm waters below.   We drive to no where and wind up somewhere.  Always a familiar place to greet us warm.  The mystery is over and we are in route home.  A new moonless night greets us.  Its time for another drive.  To no where and possibly somewhere.

In the weigh of darkness and organized chaos created a star..

I could see the blue glow all around me..
I felt pressure in every part of my body..
Almost as if I was deep under water..
But I was in darkness..
A darkness so dense it almost seem to have weight..
The blue glow became shine..
And the weight of darkness was getting lighter..
I was now able to walk in the heavy darkness toward anywhere..
The lines in my hands had blue lightning running through them..
My shine now tunred into rays of light..
Cutting and burning through this wicked heavy darkness..
Everywhere I stepped, everywhere I had been was being replaced with light..
I became a blue star in the end..
It took me 222 years to walk the planet and fill it with light..
Along the way I found out that I had died with my race very long ago..
All that was left was a small splinter of light..
A light I had always belived in..
Turns out it belived in me..
My planet lives again..
Without us in it..
Only me..
At the end of my light travel I come to the final splinter of darkness..
And wonder, what believed in this so much that it killed everything on my planet..  
Whatever it was I knew it was still out there..
And I needed to find it!

S-DIVERS

I will do my best to explain..
Can you read me?
I am no longer in the shuttle..
I am standing on what seems to be glass..
It changes color constantly..
With each step forward the glass ripples with light and waves outward..
As I continue on the darkness begins to give into the glow..
The sky here is the ocean..
I can see it above!
The glass floor is sending light ripples back to me..
Only this light is blue..
There is someone walking toward me..
He is the one creating the blue light ripples while mine our white..
His face is made of light..
Oh! His face just flashed my eyes..
! I can't see! Wait! I see strange symbols ever changing!!  
So fast!  Wait I saw one I recognized..
It said W E L C O M E ....