dimensions
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I
Her eyes speak thousands of waters,
From ancient drops of the celestial soul,
Down paths of willing sweetness,
Paths strides in curves
Time tours in curls
God birthed Paths and Time
God is infinitely feminine.
Fine taste of life wakes in palms daily
Full seasons soon explore their chance to purpose
To him these are strange and darker times of anew,
akin to the rare viewpoints there can be found a few,
whom understand the complexities of humans and emotions,
but for some these are hard to handle, it’s a vast ocean,
A man can learn all that he can,
Can know so much he need not plan,
Could see it all, across all worlds,
And yet he’d be but half a man.
With sight Omnipotent he has,
the breeze feels like feathers against my skin
and laughter suffocates me but i can still breath.
two beers
shots shots shots shots shots
dark souls filled to the brim with inebriation
I had a dream that I was floating
Towards a world unknown.
Everything around me was frozen
As if time had ceased.
A voice approached me
From an unknown location
"You are destined,"
Staring with
dimensions in their
eyes
with
a plausible
breaking in the sky
brazen gazes
ostracized
from the dimension.
floating in disaster
trespassing the break
Upon this day hence forth I decree
The clarity of life set through eternity
Unsettled , torn, weary and worn
The aspects to creation settled and born
Unsettled beyond the flow of time,
The creature stirs in its prime,
Clawing and clashing unto the Veil,
With sights blazon and a destructive trail.
