Monday, August 26, 2013

MONDAY MORNINGS ALWAYS SUCK

the blurs of the aether whip to clarity

and I have crossed over

into the world encompassing the world I left


everything more brilliant than I could earthly imagine

everything I thought was it's only thing

is revealed in the matrix of what it is


what did I fear but my ignorance

my forgetfulness of the One Reality

oh fool wasting a life in a skin


and all the scales that drew across my eyes

blinding me to all I could see

a helmet to block out all I knew for sure


oh nothing but eternity ahead

now that I can see clearly I'm ashamed at all I had seen until now...





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