Catatonic

Consumers of blasphemy
We capitulate to hedonism
Mass media
Mass manipulation
We feed on the lies
Insatiable
And smile as we swallow
We are asleep
And we are at fault
Unabashedly catatonic.

Shackled by EGO

Reality is a delicate mist
Easily altered
By an unsound mind
Or an over-exalted ego.
The 'I' remains suspended
In a molecule of time
Experiencing itself
Through manipulated eyes.
A veil of deceit
Blinds those unaware
And separates us
From one another
Negating the truth
We belong to one another.
When boundaries crack
And divisions cease
We lay down the ego
At last unbounded
Pure, unbridled energy
Unencumbered spirit
We are free.

We Are Made of Star Stuff

Entwined in the stillness
A lover is born
Perhaps it is here
That this lover finds form
Floating amongst stars
Hair adorned with rose blooms
A love has arisen, or perhaps has resumed
Eternal, unextinguishable
A forever flame
Perhaps we only find
That which we always were
That which we remain
Thus this reconnection
In intergalactic realms
Is but our destiny, as such
We are made of star stuff
An unquenchable thirst
To find that which we are
In the seeking
We realize the undeniable truth
We are made of star stuff
And a lover is born
Or perhaps this lover is found
Eternal form

Stellar Symbiosis

Our collective event horizon
Began in the void
Infinite potentialities
We walk through portals
And arrive
Where we have created
At the parallel we choose
Mutable
Realities
Existential unity
This unity
Is what we crave
Is where we belong
We are essentially
One essence
Galactic pure energy
Vibrational purity
Sweet harmonic frequencies
Stellar symbiosis
Undivided
Essential
Infinite.
We began at the end.
We end at the beginning.

The Nothingness

Vibrational codes
Wordless language
Numerical symphony
Esoteric tongues
A microcosm
Of a higher plane
Encapsulated in a truth
Of limitless domain
The subatomic conundrums
Molecular harmony
Existential liberation
Consciousness
Catharsis
Equanimity
In the nothingness,
Everything is revealed.

Below Catharsis

It is between the lines
That meaning is found
Outside fictitious boundaries
Created to divide
Meaning exists
Amongst shadows
And inside sighs
Above ego
And below catharsis
We rise
When we let go
Of a created hell
Our beauty
Collective
Ultimate reality
Pervades
No longer evades
Our grasp
You are me
We are here
This moment
And the original essence
Resonates
Profound.

The Annealing

In the ribs
Is where I feel
Your love
My supreme healer
I feel
You
Completely
Near my spleen
My supreme companion
It is here
And you are there
The depths
To traverse
Are abysmal
Infinite
Yet, we meld slowly
And there are no more boundaries
We have annealed
It is complete.