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| Let me dream. Hums tuned to impending doom. Sonic booms consume my courage. As withering perception presses my Pressure points. Light the joint and watch the seconds Pass like minutes and finite become the infinite as I pass through this joyful-painful place called Earth. Beware city of Everything. Here I come…Come to the beginning To the end to the beginning of the end of the mirror as I stare and shudder at the Reversal of Physicality. The cascade of spirituality illuminates the Void that ain’t really a void but a door that opens unto a door opens into a door within a door without a door. Where am I ? Who knows. But suppose I am in the center of a splintering atom that explodes. Unravels a zillion galaxies that Most are too blind to see. Suppose I am inside of the shadow that the shadow makes and makes and makes. Suppose that I am everywhere, anywhere, forever there… Etched into a physical enigma that generations will ponder until sight becomes unbiased and the words will speak through heartbeats, thoughts and deeds. I need to feel like somebody. Can I feel like Jesus. Can I feel like Buddha. Can I feel like Muhammad. Can I feel like a martyr… a teacher… a leader. Can I walk through a sea and swim through space and face the creator with a face that only He can love. Of course I can. Because I will it. Because I deal it like 52 cards of hard heavenly knocks, poisonous rocks falling up into a cup with a hole in the bottom or is it the top. Stop… This is a pseudo-excursion by a pseudo- intellectual with a pseudo-philosophy who has a real soul… a real purpose… a real experience. Take it or leave it – stretch it or squeeze it It don’t matter. It is matter Life… This ugly, lovely pandemonium paradise has Nothing but everything to offer. So, where can I get my green card. Because I’m from a reality far, far away. |