Higher Dimensions
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Where the sky meets my attempt at a
try, I’ll see you there. If to lose the
meaning, twist the reading, & advance
by retreating, I’ll see you there. Of
systematic selection, for correction of
the space between action. Diabolic
reasons consume all too much of this
time, so I will risk nothing, by doing
everything. Not chosen. Relaxing my
eyes, to see the expansion happening.
Ways to dissolve the rigid rules, & to
fool the established order. It’s here.
Listening for this, slow twist, volume
in the room, & the confidence is
holding on. Co-create, if to believe in
fate, wait, is this still a part of the start?
Point to point, pound to pound, brutal
path, & the rest needed to navigate into
the night time hours. I know this,
before any kind of transition. Why the
stream of a dream blurs in front of me,
I can decide on the leading edge lost.
Okay, I need this, for some reason, I
must restart. What is to blame for the
lack of responsibility on my part?
Before I continue, pause within the
mind’s eye to see you. Yes, I confess,
intermediate distress. Alarm call of
sorts, to be here. Unknown among
words, I withdraw from the previous
course of action & press these buttons.
Regardless, past psychology creeps
into a fun way of attempts to create.
She was less than thrilled at the cause
& effect way of my understanding. To
know the truth claimed, I can’t say.
The idea of ultimate truth divides. Yet,
the essence unifies in all ways possible.
So, do you want to feel truth in the
present moment or conclude what is
passed through the land of invisible
perception? I apologize, we all pick our
battles. Fighting for peace, wraps up
the paradox of their voice. I can see
from my eyes, to hear from you a
concern. A light heart will dismiss this,
so that no one cares. This is in every
way a good thing, to establish a space
of unconditional reason. The
conversation, although only verbal
symbolism, it is appreciated. So, the
form continues, with the holy trinity
consisting of unity, higher dimensions,
& the reality we know now.
Clearing the way for what these
words are designed to do. Why? I’ll try
to describe; without understanding how
can you know? There is a time to
present false truth, & a time to
acknowledge that is exactly what it is.
Forgive me. Is this doubt real? More
cautious than usual. I’m entertained by
the gateway. I’m amused by
connection. There must be a reason.
Until I let it go, I cannot grasp any of
this. With electric pulse remembered, I
really wish it never happened. I can’t
surrender to that yet. So, instead of a
combination of compounded curves
rounded, I’ll just have to say nothing
reasonable or rational.
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