Be like water

thinner and thinner the veil gets

less and less solid matter becomes

more and more fluid the days flow

no more swimming upstream against the current 

going nowhere

it is too strong

and we are all being brought along.

so release now.

feel and float

and go with the flow

with the current that moves

with the beat of your heart.

never forgetting

always remembering

constantly feeling

nothing but love

into the whirlpool

out the other side

round and round we go 

back and forth 

we gotta get this shit synchronised 

the olympics are coming soon

and we need to get that gold medal.

strange dreams make for strange days.

wake up.

back to sleep.

wake up.

back to sleep.

hopping from dream to dream to dream.

within a dream.

talking to friends.

dancing with dead relatives.

yelling in a doorway.

all to wake up.

so we can go back to sleep.

to that other dream.

the sweet one.

the strangeness won't stop

as the insane sanity spreads, grows and overflows everything

with a golden madness.

a purifying pattern of perfection.

The mathematics of alchemy

decadent delusions turn disastrous 

as the equation balances itself out.

contrived compassion begins confounding

the magician mathematician

and then there is nothing left to do but sit and wait.

in collective confusion the characters 

who are the integers and the variables

are steadily shifted

from one side of the equal sign to the other.

masochistic minds and sadistic souls

dance together and trade loans

back and forth

forever and ever

on a mutilated merry-go-round

disguised as a home.

the golden ring was grabbed

dropped and smashed

broken into bits

and is beginning to be distributed out of fairness and balance.

Yet the gold and the iron feel the same to the blind.

Unappreciated for now the utterance of the ultimate goes unheeded 

and the malfunctions continue to manifest in the multiverse.

The gold seeps into the bloodstream 

as it melts from all the heat and pressure

changing the ones who have touched it even for a disregarded split second.

Into the veins, up the spine and into the center of their brains. 

The eye opens, awakens and NOW....it awaits.

Soon the equation will only have a few select integers and variables

and all will be understood.

aliens, angels and you

a friend recently asked me:

where do i find the aliens?

which is synonymous with angels

but people these days feel funny using such terms

as a dogmatic manipulative religion hijacked the term

the angels and aliens are in and around everything

hidden under rocks, floating over your shoulder and sitting next to you on the bus

but if you want to find them....

close your eyes, look up into the center of your brain, relax and breathe

you will be amazed what you can see and where you can go

with intent, belief and patience

they are you and you are them

and if you want to see the aliens or angels

which are you

you just have to ask yourself to show yourself

your true beautiful spotless self

unhindered, unabashed and unafraid

look up with with a knowing

and be whisked away

to a foreign yet unquestionably familiar home

nobodies there and no bodies there

at least not yet

until we all remember

our full potential

and our true purpose

not to make money, acquire goods and gain recognition

but to love and live

free

of all limitations 

with no boundaries, judgements, questions or fears

the aliens and angels are waiting

and do not forget that they are you

waiting for you

to remember so you can wake up

and become ONE

with everything

see you there lovers

Leap frog into the thrones.

jokers are wild

the fool is loose

learning what it means to be the magician

up the 22 steps

into the world

everything is out the window now

because they are all broken

along with the mirrors

prepare to be confused, confounded and then complete

archetypal blast pattern

in the center of your brain

manipulated machinery for malfunctioned minds

keeping the door locked with distractions of endless noise

what seems so new is old news

and what seems ancient is the future

the paupers are becoming princes, kings and queens

the first will be the last and the last will be the first

co'mon tricksters

put on your best outfit

and keep on laughing

what a joke.

waterfall, river, tsunami, whirlpool

floating down the river

born under a waterfall

twists and turns

faster and faster we go

attempting to avoid the rocks

but many are unavoidable 

when things are moving at this speed

yet the speed will get us past them quicker

and at this point

the sooner the better

because a tsunami has been building behind us

at the end of the river is a whirlpool

where it goes

nobody knows

but the current has us

and the tsunami is chasing us

what is your swim style?

i like to float

hold a loose grip to avoid blistering

Hold on all you want

But don't keep that grip too tight

Because you will have to let go

Of everything

You ever had, knew, thought and believed

wave goodbye

as you walk through yourself

when you are dreaming yourself

inside a dream

and the veil thins 

and the light shines in 

you find your hands

and all your senses

become ONE

and begin to make no sense

it is lucid

and off you go

so hold on now

but only as long as you need to say goodbye

there is no future

because there is no time

sweet dreams.

an invisible song

the prongs of a fork

and the spaces in between.

possibilities.

want an answer?

ask a question.

want to go somewhere?

take a step.

even if it is a baby one.

no longer need to ask 

mother may i.

it is obvious who you are going to pick

during duck duck goose.

but do not forget the spaces.

the invisible can sometimes contain so much.

and expectations can carry so much weight.

but who needs all that stress?

if we jump through the gaps in the bridge

we will land on the ladder 

going up through rather than around the circle

there is never a need to question anything

because the answer is up to you

every single time.

love the illusion to destroy the illusion.

artificial limbs 

artificial hearts

realization is a start

floating in a plastic space

choreographed and photocopied

placed in a hollow space

and forever told how it goes

the empire never ended as a wise man once said.

every birth

just another division

of the whole

as we sit in a room 

forever and ever

tricked by time

what started as a simple joke

became a disaster area

so we fell 

in order to pick up the pieces

and have been told we are wrong for doing so

as another wise man once said

it's a trap

love it because it is all you have

but also love it to escape

because it is not you

its a lot to remember

it has been a long time

but i know you and you know me

we go back a long ways

lifetimes upon lifetimes is one thing

but it goes beyond that

we carved into stone once

but we try not to think about it these days

dont keep chasing the carrot dangled in front of you

co'mon babies

we have a party to go to.

electric reality

deciphering information

as it flickers in and out

of existence

 faster than we can notice

or can handle

everything is a symbol 

for something else

but eventually it all leads back to the same thing

the song

the word

the beginning

virtual holographic rainbow emitter

in a golden ratio

we spin the wheel of fortune

but vanna and pat dont work there anymore

its just us

justice.

its just you.

angels.

I know you. Here we go.

sitting in a room by yourself

talking to yourself

trying to wake up

passing on info 

in order to find out what is true

accepted or rejected

the consensus sings and spins

twists and turn

the seeds begin to grow

letting go and holding on

watch reality shift as you realize what matters

watch it all fade as you begin to know

the truth

my lord

better late than never

but it is not late

it is timed perfectly

every time. 

we have done this so many times

so have no fear

you are more powerful than you could ever imagine

and with that power comes......

peace.

it is about that time

do you remember the control room?

do you remember your life laid in front of you like a digital snake?

do you remember the colors you never knew existed?

do you remember what it feels like to fly?

do you remember the giant with a thousand faces twisted and tortured?

do you remember the land of the creators?

do you remember the floating monuments?

do you remember the game?

do you remember that time?

do you remember all of the times you have died and been born?

well?

do you?

because it is about that time.

At the end of the world.

Enola. 

at the end of the world.

one plus one equals two.

two minus one equals one.

over and over again.

in a short lifetime that feels like eternity.

two minus one equals one.

over and over again. 

Alone.

All one.

shattered.

 

the last one.

roams on.

five senses become one.

one conversation.

with everything.

but alone.

All one.

at the end of the world.

nobody's  there.

no bodies there.

in the blink of an eye.

those eyes.  floating.

one plus one equals one.

it is over.

forever and ever.

until we decide to forget again.