I have no one direction
Nothing draws me close
I’m drifitng in reflection
Turning into a mere ghost
Nothing can define me
Nothing can be real
Except for when I am writing
And I just follow the spiel
It’s easy there to let go
It’s easy to be one
With the beyond I’m used to
With the life that’s gone beyond
But why I am still waiting
For paradigms to change
Sending new vibrations
Into life that stays the same
New Age, Earth Grid, Breatharians,
Are all to say a few
Of lightworkers who are changing
Reality through you
I guess I’ll turn the pages
And find a white blank page
Of how life through the ages
Was projected and unnamed
No singular identity
nothing to make me real
Just full on simplicity
That comes from being still
One day I will wake up
On the other side
And people will ask me
How was your life’s ride?
And in sincerity
I know I will reply
It was hallucination
That made me laugh and cry
And once I’m done with sobbing
I will wake a brand new day
Where all of the creator
Is allowed to play
Play in bliss, and happiness
And all of joys great gifts
To rise again and live
With all the earthly twists
It’s time to work
It’s time to dance
It’s time for birds to sing
And some day I’ll be shown
What life I here did bring.
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