Floating like Dandelion florets caught upon the breeze Thoughts scatter to the four corners of the world Lucid dreams dragging ecstatically at the seam of self Unpicked nightmares rearing up and roaring A lions roar, a cats purr fangs floating in a pool of perfume Cannot obscure the golden tower of blow ***** Seed dispersal through rosettes Disturbed paw printed earth receives seeds.
These cicadas, their transformation is mine... leaving behind the exo-existence. The inside is out. The vibrant vibration... the truth is in my mouth and on my face... The beginning is fruition. The world is Alive and so am I. I feel everything. I am everything.