I Am…
Me
eternally
flip it and you get M
the thirteenth letter
and only one in the alphabet
you sound with closed lips
ergo
the vibe is internal
eternal
hence the Kingdom
is within.
This is who we all are
my friend
in the end.
Call it the perks of having
a Soul
which we inserted
as a credit to gain
flesh to interact
with this realm
in this Game we all play
called life
as it is.
It takes so much stuff
in higher realms
to process
ones consciousness
so the resonance can fit
and move at a clip
that works in sync
with the tech you’re wearing
so people who take trips
are not actually generating events
due to what they ingest
simply peeling layers
to get a glimpse of what kicks
within their own subconscious which
if you stop and think
is absolutely mind blowing
as it hints
what we think
we Thunk we are
isn’t
and our true magnificence
is something so subtle
and wondrous
that its ineffable
in this most basic language
and instead
speaks as coherent patterns
of light
geometric symbols of resonance
archetypal images
and all of this
is
in the end
a mere distraction
that hides your Self
in its truest element:
The Psylense.
A gift
from the Prime
the pre-existing one
who makes all things possible
who extends
from someplace else
and truly defines in
but not of this realm
as it is akin
to the axis
around which Yin and Yang
do spin
hence such a symbol
hides the very secrets of reality
from all but the initiated.
I Am…
That
eternally
internally
externally
and anything else one can imagine
plus more we don’t comprehend
yet.
What if thats lifes greatest challenge
my friend?
To see adversity with the eyes of affection
for it reps a gift
to ponder the impossible
as all exists within ones consciousness
ergo there are no strangers
nor enemies
just friends that you can meet
who teach you more about Me
which is
as I said
eM flipped.
A vibration.
A resonance.
A coherent light pattern
that shines with a different type of illumination
as it sends no bill
is totally abundant
and I call it
Inner Sense.
We all sport this gift
upon our inception
and induction to this realm
and the wildest thing is
it never left
except you learned to write
and never checked in again.
Well
I did.
I’ve spent lifetimes looking for my true friend
the one who is eternal
unchanging
who makes things live
just by glimpsing
who Knows all the secrets
and gladly shares his wisdom
for his generosity is without end
as he unfinite
and even these mere appellations
cannot hope to contain
as they merely point at a place
a state to imperience
and be:
Heart centered awareness
do you Know the Ledge, my friend?
Its who you are in the end
beginning and during.
The hero with a billion faces
none of them correct
but when each of them do grin
they reveal his true countenance.
You are an energy
I call innerG
and the same voltage within me
exists inside thee
but it only hides from those
who don’t seek
as they believe instead
whatever isn’t gnosis
but is close enough to accept
as so many wish not to put the work in
needed to gain enlightenment from ignorance
hence I said:
May the truth protect me
everywhen
provide me with its guidance
and illumination
along with the wisdom to comprehend
the shadows depth
plus all the work that goes in
to make this possible
as its truly a miracle
my friend
to take a god
nothing more or less
and convince them
thoroughly
they’re just human.
Truly
the wheeze of eternity
and that one can see
instantly
in a grain of sand on the beach
which hints at the nature of fractality
and how we’re within
a coherently collapsed construction
of consciousness
that folds in
flips
twists
and spins
in an immense cosmic dance
of generation
operation
and destruction
or
in its more common acronym:
but
as steam to ice hints
its all vibration
in the end
beginning and during
so it would be far more accurate
to state
once again:
I am the thinker
the thinking
and thought
as well as the subtle points in between
that
for most
work invisibly
as they string together a narrative
from said points of resonance
they then view from one perspective
and forget they can shift
the kaleidoscope of consciousness
or shake the cosmic Etch A Sketch
if they wish
hence creativity is not of this realm
and neither am I
my friend.
Just visiting!
Till we meet again
