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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves stream" ~ Unseeking Seeker D r e a m s when draped by the dreamed, connected to the inner consciousness, is a manifestation~ of etched m a g i c, composing songs of the soul, tied to the heartbeat of the Universe, letting awareness be the curator, no longer a victim of fate, but rising as the artist that paints~ peace and harmony, from pristine pigments, through blissful brushstrokes, to recreate a landscape of love, oblivious to the illusions that veil our visions with vanity, confining us to caves of perplexed perspectives, with hazy hieroglyphics engraved in superficial gold from Cleopatra’s jewels. And I trace lifelines amidst moon-rays, grasping the luminous light, laced with enlightened beams, waking up from lucid lies. My thoughts have long floated amongst brushing off salt-soaked blues that soaked my skin in oceanic mists~ surreal sea-urchins that whisper manipulative mantras, anchoring me to an abyss that floats with nothing but darkness… I see through the marine mirage, the truth that no longer is trapped in euphoric melodies, luring me to dance and dwell in delusions, as if I am a victim of my own thoughts. So I close my eyes, let my mind wander through electric fields, designed to resurrect the sleeping stars adrift in my veins, lost in material longing, blind to the seraphic glows floating through the air~ Tonight, I taste flavors of freedom, to attain eternal nirvana, unchained from hypnotic reveries that dared not unravel colors of clarity, and spices of zest and zeal, engrossed in mindfulness that emanates candle-lit flames of truth, illuminating twilight skies with dreams drawn from fingertips of f a i t h, seeking spiritual clues to conquer cosmic castles, detached from the deceptive dreams we’ve spun with greed and apathy… For we are; the dreamer and the dreamed, the lyricist and the lyrics, the poet and the poem, the painter and the palette the musician and the melody. We rise and soar across celestial gardens, absorbed by the light, silencing conflicting cadence~ within inner chaos, forever adorned in sanguine stillness.
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