Crossing Over
No more center of awareness
No more linear thoughts to be aware of
Perceptions shifting like shuffled cards
Yet with no end or beginning
Awareness becoming ethereal
The machines are sounding high pitched and fast
Grey noise pollutes the mind
Yet another perception of the VAST
Sitting cross-legged and thinking
On a high rise in the city
Fearing what the distance would mean
To a simple linear being
Wondering how the fall would feel
Like a raindrop in a desert of glass
Mirrored reflections off the world
Or is it just a wall within the VAST
Talking apparently only to oneself
Inventing voices to answer in return
Answers coming from nowhere
And everywhere some come bearing some concern
Differences are not
Similarities of one thought
They are only notes of noise
That rise up in the existence of the VAST
Tearing holes in my skin now
My shadow falling through
How many years now
Has this form gone without renewal
Pondering the Other
Probing its darker skin
Looking for eachother
Finding ourselves again
With no more explanations for the VAST
No more questions shall be asked
Understanding is perfect now
Feeling this perception starting to collapse
I see myself falling
Tumbling through the air
My arms were wrapped around you
Deeper into my despair
Deeper into my eternal joy
Nirvana is a dream to ensnare
Our desire for something we pretend to be
Yet we are if we were aware
I see myself crashing
Far beneath myself and
The world thanks me for my sacrifice
A martyr to myself declared
Feeling bitter now
Arrogant and lifted up
What blasphemey have I committed
Dreaming in my own fantasy
Can you validate me
Can you look up and see
Me drowning in my ocean
Me flying through the air
Me dragging my chains
Strangling me with despair
I find my emotions
Ancient and reposed
Feeling honoured by their timelessness
I begin to compose
I begin to change
I begin to see
What I must accomplish
If I wish to be
In a state of bliss
In a state of me
So many voices now
Which will you identitfy as me
Which one
Which one
Which one
As one
Seems to be
The answer lies in memories
Dreams up of the past
Dreams up of the future
Dreams up of now at last
I feel the answer rising
An awareness of the truth
What do you imagine
That truth will appear to you
Something
In Nothing
Forever born
Eternal
Dwindling
Dreaming
Drowning
Sleeping
Feeling
Dying
Laughing
Joking
Tricking
Myself
4 Ever Again
Forever
I know this
I see this
What meaning is thus
That I so desire