Wrap around this seed of yourself in between these beliefs and doubts.

And Create
        Your
        Cyclical
        Looping
        Eternity

before starting again once more.

Intentional arrays of joined twisted crystal ladders,
Wearing these temporary masks awhile.
The life within is shifting in to this anomaly.
There's no end to begin; it's just a cycle.

Serpent twins coiled within entangled in memories:
Cellular arrangements of ritual behavior.
Invisible reminder of knowledge remaining essential, continual. It's all a cycle.

All will be watching, thinking of you
Guiding the flow of these gradual waves
Through temporal spaces of love
Alone and never alone
Alone and never alone

Cocoon through this tunnel, Oh. . .
Cocoon through this change

Keep it together,
Control and surrender,
Courageous and vulnerable
Alone and never alone
Alone and never alone

       One is the all,
       and of it, the all,
       and in it, the all.
       (All is one.)

Take a breath.

Take a breath,
exhale.

 

All is one. 

 

Everything came to Nothing to speak of Truth
Then Meaning heard and spread the news
Confusion was there, conspiring
Purpose in turn gave a curious glance
They all agreed with the plan

Individual faces
Multiple styles
Feminine wiles
Masculine guile
When it comes down to false control or certainty
Take the hit
Roll with it
Play the cards

Everything came to Nothing one day to speak of the Truth
Then Meaning heard and spread the news
Confusion was there, conniving
Purpose in turn gave a furtive glance
They all agreed with the plan

Individual faces
Multiple styles
Methodical candor
Anxious eyes
When it comes down to gaining or losing it all
Take the hit
Roll with it
Play the cards

Unstoppable determination,
The Visible Secret
written on
the thoughts
that walk
across these hands

All or none. . .

(((In the end, it’s the choices you’ve made that have brought you to this place. Acceptance first, action next. . . delivering a blow so full of surprise for what is coming and what is already here. This is a hole in time, a void in life, a view inside the mind’s eye, a direct entrance to renovate the rooms that hold the pieces always brought into question. And questions are really what we’re dealing with here. The answers lie beneath the surface of your conscious mind. You just have to acknowledge the existence, accept the consequence, regret nothing, and grow forever. This will be the test that wins or loses it all—or maybe both. At least, there is a solution.)))

All or none. . .

 

 

Trapped in this maze,
searching for any exits.
Staring down these corridors
of mirrors and hallways

Recognizing the eyes upon
the patterns of shadows arising.
Intersecting dead ends and reflections
of ripples, elixirs, and holograms

Mapping out projections of the path
with an unseen compass.
Figments of future, fragments of the past,
tangible illusions. . .

Somewhere,
there's a doorway leading out of here.
Rooted indecision,
my shadow runs right by. . .

A window?
Waiting for something to find. . .
Longing for changes,
to see through this labyrinth of truth and lies.

Decisions:
            drops in the pool of
            time;
            lasting impressions, surrounding
            where the conclusions hide.

Finding an end to this endless endeavor

Little by little, inching along
in this house of myth,
knowing the choice
could lead
to nowhere

Senses and signs amplified. . .

While every movement leads
to something, somewhere,
still every choice
could lead
to nowhere
            (but here!)

Somewhere,
there's a doorway leading out of here.
Rooted indecision,
my shadow runs right by. . .

 

Trapped in
this maze

of mirrors and hallways.

 

instrumental

 

Interpreting observing the layers divide, witnessing the witness inside
All of these systems of these systems of these systems in design within design
Transformation of a dream, the symbols are manifesting. . . Oh. . .

A voice speaks out, familiar yet unknown
Never mind, just throw the stones

Wading through the journey, yearning cataclysmic fate to fade the will
In through this liminal passage to experience myself beyond me. . .

A voice calls out, familiar yet unknown
Within or without?
The quest is shown

This mind-body change. . .
            This mind-body change. . .
            This mind-body change. . .

Self becomes. . . other. . . self becomes. . . other. . .

Understanding who we are, the journey leads to this place
  Understanding how we’re drawn into the core
Understanding who we are, the journey leads to this place
  Understanding why we’ve come this far

A voice cries out, familiar yet unknown
Reveals to me the source I’ve known
All along, discovering
What has always been calling. . .

This mind-body change. . .
            This mind-body change. . .
            This mind-body change. . .

Strength in understanding
Identity known
The lesson's learned
Questioning existence
As boundaries blur
Safe for now

 

 

Something is missing so close to home
Are we pretending?
Carefully following the routine of going through the motions

I fall away like leaves.

Lifting your soul            to follow          Looking into my heart
Wanting to breathe         deeply                 
Watching the sea,          it's silent           After all has been done and gone
Loving your tree,          it's hollow
Drinking your tea,          it's leafless        Looking into our hearts

Always. . .

Calculating what to say, day to day
Measured responses
Finding myself amongst what remains
Leaving the comforts

I fall away like leaves.

Lifting your soul            to follow          Looking into your heart
Wanting to breathe         deeply                 
Watching the sea,          it's silent           After all has been done and gone
Loving your tree,          it's hollow
Drinking your tea,          it's leafless        Looking into our hearts

 

 

Atmospheric ocean
of light in time
Automatic motion
to converge
upon
this form

Shimmering, vibrant cord of silver,
Intermittent sounds,
Tingling sense,
Immense and subtle,
Phasing in and out

Navigating centers of gravity,
intensify
to guide
this whole tide in orbit
Coalescence of connectivity,
Approaching new constellations:
residual, scintillating passing waves
oh. . .

As the world spins through time-space curvatures
Surfacing tunnels that emerge
Lead the path to these Astral Peaks
While Atlas dances with light
While Atlas dances with light

Laughing and crying,
Seeking and hiding,
Losing and finding,
Falling and flying,
Loving and hating,
Giving and taking,
Living and dying,
Sleeping and waking,

Ways we aim to get here:
Astral. . .          Peak!!

Being and doing,
Coming and going,
Fleeing and fighting,
Thinking and knowing,
Pushing and pulling,
Healing and aching,
Living and dying,
Sleeping and waking,
Moves we make to get here

Counting all these grains
            falling through the glass. . .

Breaking through the cover
            climbing up to hover
                        high above the rest
Arriving at the zenith
            right before another
                        appears just ahead

Harmonic blossoming:
the vibration of all this light. . .

At Zero hour

Astral Peak!
Astral Peak!

Just continue on. . .
. . . on the continuum

Go
far enough
to the edge

            to touch the bounds