Asking for our souls to be freed. Chains jangle jangle. Keys on the floor. The eye opens
You are perfect because the cosmos are perfect. Stars don’t miss their mark. Planets don’t go retrograde out of time.
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.
Our hands quiver. But we are not afraid. Things are about to get radically intense. Clutching our swords, we wait.
We are, claiming space. Dark matter imploded. The black hole consuming a star. Spinning out of control for centuries. Now, coming back to center.
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.
Lifetimes of karma on repeat. Note the pattern, edit edit. Nothing changes unless you do. Just die already!
We walk with stardust trailing our toes. A balloon of consciousness tied to a string, held in our feeble fingers. We are so small. Yet, we are everything.
Memorized by the horizon. Cast in the glow of our own light. We are the womb of the world.
Write a love letter with your life.