Return

apart. together.

together. apart.

apart. together.

together. apart.

meeting yourself over and over and over. 

saying goodbye to little bits of yourself over and over and over.

dividing.

conjoining.

exploding.

contracting.

breathe in.

breathe out.

and watch.

re-evaluation

re-evaluation of the past through repetition of the things you missed.

you realize that almost everything you thought you thought was either wrong or not you

shit turns to gold and gold turns to shit

all pre or mis conceptions are out the fucking window

all plans and expectations morphed or shattered

into something new

into something unknown

as lovers push you away and enemies want you close even though they hate you

it is time to shatter all ideas of the future

because our imaginations have been hijacked

and the future has been written by a bunch of mad men

remember what it was like to truly love before you knew desire and thought you knew it all?

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.

Purify

on fire from blazing a trail

very old but completely unique

this is all being documented

the paradoxical plasmate expands

reaching further 

past the supposed boundaries

there is always something to remember

stars trading places

in spaces infinitely vast yet almost non existent

to wake 

to sleep

to do

to be

do we even know what this means.

lighting fires since birth

the woods burned down but they replaced the space with housing developments

divisions of the same mind closed off in little boxes

the walls must come down 

so shatter those mirrors to open the doors

 

Judge Not.

Everything all at once

Business as usual? Business as usual? Business as usual?

It is much too unusual for Business as usual.

There is a seed growing.  Some might think it is a germ.  

That comes from fear.

It is a seed.  

With a network of roots underneath the surface and penetrating everything.

It is the truth.

And it is much to Extraordinary for Business as usual. 

As a wise man once said, "Hold but let go"

Because every myth known to man is playing itself out.

Alongside anything any human ever imagined.

All the good and all the bad.  Is happening.

Coalescing into one big thing.

Until final realization.  

The culmination of everything that ever happened and was ever imagined.

See you there.

Love you. See Ya. Bye.

Wave goodbye.

It is all you can do as you float away.

You reach out and try to hold on.

But apparently there is a parachute attached to your back.

And a mighty wind has taken hold.

Wave goodbye. 

Little bits of yourself you do not need anymore.

What was once familiar and friendly has turned cold and stagnant.

Riding waves through a stinky pond.

Surfs up bro.

Goodbye.