Big me, stays close now, always feeling never far.
I finally, kind of , absorbed from him, what my qualifications are.
All of my bad choices, and every mistake that I made.
They all share equal importance, to any aces that I’ve played.
Up on Buddha’s perch, this is what you’ll see.
The number of everything there ever was, most important being three.
Arriving at this moment, with its programmed and linear way.
I think back to the where that I was, but with nothing more to say.
As a soldier in god’s army of love, I have only this to decree.
The hardest part, so far, in this, is the estrangement I’ve imposed upon me.
If I had stayed, with family near, and decided not to roam,
Chances are, I’d been locked away, first time I said, adrenochrome.
With inward focus, guiding something, half the world can’t see.
That will change quite quickly , with what, soon will come to be.
Assuming I was chosen since, I never answered the call.
So simply said, the best way ahead, is to never stop giving your all.
These threads that I call, connecting it all, they work something like a key.
Excepting my role in the coming event , opening up to “big me”.
Thanks for letting me vent a bit, guess I’ll call it a day.
I’ve denied the old, to except the new, gave all my money away.
So when you’ve finally had enough of this, call it, organized societal decay.
there’s always some room, hope to welcome you soon,
here on the middle way.
