cascade of color generations after before; the start of matriculation dreams of higher revelation beyond the normality of just being breathing or beating of where we all began i see unity in this prism light glaring into my throat, a voice for more a voice to plunge into pastimes of lives more than mine more than what i have seen it is immeasurable makes me want to scream higher for the dreams of all reality to come to be. i infiltrate the circle, tuck myself into a knapsack and dance under the joy, no solitude, a collective self that will resonate and sing beyond the reasons of understanding; who we can be or become within season we are collective body; masses of other, faces of comfort that grace the life holy. one being to nurture and penetrate without charity or solace camaraderie motherly, minds of menace and laughter minds planted with decision to reach beyond the vision of alignment. reaching beyond the chosen mind c...
Because it exists and so do I...