Fall to God

To where do the Gods fall?

Do they ask for help?

I don’t recall them

falling in the first place,

their eyes didn’t show me

that they weren’t well

Or through my light

they just didn’t reflect hell 

Perhaps the question is,

“What reason did they need

to visit from the sky? 

Did Mother Earth send them a sign?


Did she call for some assistance?

To help bring forth the vision?

Were the nonbelievers growing plenty?”

I’d imagine

they stretched too unfulfilled,

there was no more problems to kill 

No more decisions to make, 

no more souls to take 

The work load is for the grounded, 

ancestors are swamped with drama 

The people must do the honor 

of delivering themselves from trauma 

The Gods must fall to blend in

to show the people their truest reflections 

I would hold in my heart the message, 

as a Goddess who too shines reflection, 

“Be calm. Redemption is at rest. 

Don’t wait it until you’ve affirmed your best,”

“Your principles must keep you aware. 

Don’t sway too low, the Gods have fallen 

to protect and to select those who are 

opened from the eye of benevolence.”

panic potion

panic, 

you are not welcomed


this is a recipe

for heart development:


ease

breath

and smiles

taste to pleasure


panic, 

find a disco

leave my body to better

Depths of Enlightenment 01

THE EXTREMES ARE FOR THE GODS AND GODDESSES BECAUSE THE OTHERS WOULND’T BALANCE IN IT. TO SUBMERGE WITHIN THE DEPTHS, TOTAL SUBMISSION. ZERO RESISTANCE. HOW DEEP IS IT AND WHAT EXISTS THERE?

           IT GETS DARKER THE DEEPER YOU FLOW. THE DEEPER YOU GO, THE LESS YOU KNOW. TOTAL SUBMISSION. THE DEPTHS HAVE NO END. THE MORE IT EXPANDS, THE BEGINNING HEIGHTS START TO SHOW THE LIGHT AND ITS GLOW. NOW YOU KNOW, WHAT EXISTS. NOW YOU KNOW THAT ETERNITY DOESN’T END AND DEPTHS ARE ONLY THE PREREQUISITES. 

THE LIGHT DECLARES REBIRTH AND YOU FIND YOURSELF CLOSE TO THE NEUTRAL POINT, WHERE YOU WERE WHEN YOU DECIDED TO FLOW INTO THE DEEP NOW RETURNING WITH A NEWFOUND ENLIGHTENMENT.

Cosmic Copper

Sleeping next to you

is the horizontal gateway

to the portal of black grace,

stride, strain, and sensitivity



Wildly cosmic, these ancestral planes 

that call us through this state

willingly and unafraid, we join

the lightwave, then explore Godrays

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