Whipped scream & dust
A recipe for enlightening dessert.
The light went out
and it seemed
my dreams
have lost their sense
I was stress and misery
I was doubt and cry
I advertised and offered
all of Me to everyone
You’d buy me
for even a tiny little spark
of interest
It was shining dark
I learned to read with feet
the World was touched
but I…
the I was scattered
the I was whipped
from scream
and coated with dust
I collected the signs of Me
I drew a circle
I crossed lines
I swirled into a spiral
I aligned my spine
with the mind’s eye
coordinated with universe’s praying hands
And the same mind was blown, imagine:
Finally,
I took matter
and cooked
what I believe in
the beginning
and what I want
in the end
Taste this holy blend
where the power is
freed by will
I feel Her arriving
I can touch the crown
She is coming strumming
the essential c(h)ord
the I holds Me
the whole space
shrunk
in
a
.
In that moment
I fell awake
dreaming again after (s)ages
about being the source
And so the light went in
and all turns real
from now
on
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written 13/10/2020
edited 3/2/2022
