The world within a world,
Is a story that never gets old.
As time alternates inward and outward,
My third eye connects the invisible cord.
Thoughts begin to gather as a sea of buzzing flies,
Making me sense the world through a thousand different eyes.
Do this say that, watch this learn that, eat this taste that,
Climbing this spiraling double helix, results into that spineless trip out.
Oh but I sometimes forget that this could only be a dream,
Or just another inscrutable part of an endless stream.
Colors begin to swim into my consciousness,
As I paint my own capriciousness.
Sound Vibrations trend my thoughts as an everlasting mixture,
Which is strumming my mind one rainbow of some perfect picture.
As I watch a flock of geese fly by a deathless clock,
I realize my mind is key for this timeless lock.
I attract positivity to get away from all of that negativity,
They share a morality in my world which I now call a tranquility.
Feeling this touching that, seeing this and tasting that,
Hearing this saying that, smelling this and dreaming that,
I remember I am in control, not some clueless fish or cat.
I wake up to find myself lucid, knowing that this is just another hallucination,
I begin to feel so vivid, surely it has to be an illusion,
Free will, free thought, this is that One conclusion.
I observe the infernal Star sleep as the juxtaposing, mystic Moon wakes,
Suddenly each molecular galaxy creates a million unique snowflakes.
All of my fears are suddenly broken,
Surely I have to be willingly joking.
The tree of blood flows as a river through my equinox,
As I walk this plain of grass without anyone’s socks.
This immaculate wind circles around me in an endless rotation,
Feeding me this oxygen I now call a hallucination.
The ground shrinks beneath my feet,
Sweeping my mind oh so ever deep.
As my bones break in this tornado,
My thoughts explode into a volcano.
I'm at peace with loving this perfect inner soul matrix,
For the crease of timing has come to this double helix.
I lived a wild life as I journey on this phenomenal flight,
Memories turn to dreams as I fly towards this dimensional light.
My senses are reborn and I realize that I been here before,
It turns out this is another dream in that perpetuating floor.