Overlook
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Please slow down & show caution; illusions appear out of
exhaustion. Clean up my perspective, moving in motion;
overlook my mistakes? or is that a confused notion? Over here,
over there; truth looks me in the eye. A steady sincere stare;
questioning what it means to die. Thoughts, ideas, & dreams;
imagination so it seems. Today? As in right now? But I DO
want to know how. Let it go; the constructed world of
organized madness. Although it seems, all this division is
causing sadness. Depression & guilt; leads to a mirage being
built. Too much for me, like sunlight causing flowers to wilt.
Life giving Force; thinking I’m in charge of my breathing. It’s
simple of course; to drop away all that is deceiving. Realize it is
all perfect & smile. All of it; even my FBI file. Surface from the
submerged; vertical time & horizontal rhyme. Is there any way
to actually prove this is mine? Time for this, time for that, & all
the times I’m scared of my cat. Who is right? My ego clashes.
My cat is right, as he smashes & dashes. On rooftops with
Santa; spiritual gifts of evolved perception. Life giving mana, &
so much needs correction. That is if I want to hold a grievance.
The real world of dirt, & the sky seems to leave us. Oh well,
I’m awake while asleep. Not true & not deep. Philosophical
banter has its place; yet what is most important is a smile on
your face.
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