The body can only say so much until its message trails off
into a sequence of lost numbers that add up to boing-oing-oing-.
form and function and it's best performance is to dematerialize in stations
where light can bounce. The kind of light that can be sensed and enters the
daydream where matter no longer matters and the climax of the zenith overcomes
itself in holy matrimony, over and over again like new chambers opening up
constantly and "Eureka!" never tires out, always fresh and liberating. New
treasures every time... Timing.
Crowning achievements rolling over in the
long run like it's all one big Bang! with multifaceted moments to be looked at
from every angle and just when the omega is about to be discovered it is
realized that the alpha has transformed and so the chase, the search, must go
on! A novel mystery. And vice versa…
It's all suitable for the finest of
tastes and I believe it was the queen of hearts that made the tarts and she's
gonna get 'em back and it won't be long 'cause the birds know the calibration of
every soul's eyelashes and can return treasures to their rightful owners in the
wink of an eye.
Blinking waters and winking wets the wheels of magic and
inspiration... And affirmation.
Can a cycle do anything
other than spin? It's just Nature as spirals expound the circle.
form. Light columns situating as the beginning of an ending. Happy ever after
and that equals back at the beginning - Original - without the sin.
look – we can read the book and remember. Re-member. And never let go, yet let
go of never.
Always. Take. Hold.
And ringing out seals as the songs of
the spheres hit 3 part harmony that was hidden in cellular memory… Stellar
Bringing tones out of now–here to shatter the shattering like the Tao
de CHING! would sing.
Esoteric melts out of the seems and becomes exoteric
like an exoskeleton but soft and holographable to our neighbors because we shine
of the same light and the essence is of us.