Asking for our souls to be freed. Chains jangle jangle. Keys on the floor. The eye opens
Let your former skin slide kindly away. The branded one, the one with your slave label on it. Those little hooks and hexes don’t control you anymore. Grant yourself the freedom to change. Then do it.
You are perfect because the cosmos are perfect. Stars don’t miss their mark. Planets don’t go retrograde out of time.
Now we do feel it all. Now is the time. Make it better. Heal yourself. Love yourself. Take tender care. Your body is a temple. You are eternal. You won’t ever evolve unless you decide to change.
Shrapnel shredding our eyes out. Sandpaper on each vertebrae. Alone in the twilight. Standing between the mirror. Worlds collided.
The dream has come to life. Flashes of did you see that too? It’s all there. The revolving door of spirit world. Peripheral vision carries the key. God is energy.
Let it drop. Otherwise, let it be sewn to your flesh. Your Karma becomes you. Repeat it again? Or repeat it again.
The future is here. We make it possible. Radical mobilization. Institutions of new nations. One flag under love. Made with liberty and actual justice, for all.
Christ the magician. Feeding weary travelers with alchemical magick. The nutrition of spirituality. Always of service. The language of love.
The remedy. Bread in the belly of life. We digest. Healing the scars of the past. Traces of wounds long forgotten.