A Higher Consciousness

As I inhaled, the air swam into my lungs filling the spaces beside my heart. It made me feel lighter, almost free. Like petals falling off of a flower, letting go of the bud they once held onto.

I realized there are two worlds out here. The one we look at, eyes wide open. But there is a whole underground tunnel when you close your eyes. Inside your mind. It will guide you to places where colors can fly, where sky hangs in shades of pink, and people are not people. But rather floating, glittering miracles sitting in a light you can't find in reality. To get here you must be connected. You must believe. There is a gateway from the crown-at the top- of your head which extends into the Universe. Grab my hand, I'll take you.

This is no Peter Pan story, where a boy filled with dreams will come through your window and take you to Neverland. But I imagine that story could have came from the same place I'm talking about. Maybe I should ask the author.

The Time Align

It was a message that lay in my lap.
You held me and whispered apologies,
Words I longed to hear after wasted time.

The process of mixed feelings,
Like digesting sheet metal.

Impossible and homicidal.

I did't pull your clinging force away from me,
I stayed and held a burned out fire.
Our forces were rekindled magnets from the past.

A night lived under stars and crowded patio gathering.
Your kiss was as close as a second, in my resistance.

Nostalgia and closure thanked the moment.
My brain fading off raging lust and peace of sorrow.

The cobblestone lead me home,

Alone.