Dimensions Poems

The Woods of Four dimensions

Washed ashore on the lost island

Skin already peeling on the beach

Burning from the hot green summer sun

Meat melting off to become bone

Jumping back into the water

Cooling off with the clams and fish 

Washing the sand off from your leg bones

Discarding you clothes

Who needs them?

A skeletons not so bad

You still have your Olmiut 

And you can

All That I Am

Some folks think of themselves as humans searching for a spiritual awakening when the fact is that you are a spiritual being, attempting to cope with a human awakening.
Seeing oneself from a perspective of the spirit within will help you remember why and what you came here to begin creating.
In a higher dimension, there exists

MY BLOODY VALENTINE

[Written for contest ‘MY BLOODY VALENTINE’ sponsored by Sara Jama : placed 5th]

MY BLOODY VALENTINE 

This villain on a coin
     this shadow on a sea 
                         

FATAL ALLURE

Drowning in this abyss, 
I lay down flat after a long thrive. 
I sink down deep, I strangely feel alive, 
Always into taking those chances, 
I admit I was a bit naïve. 
The pain numbs all the high, 
it numbs all the excite. 
It’s intoxicating how alluring this game is, 
I slip through the depths

Ascension's Dimensions

    Ascension’s intentions shun descension
 
         Extension’s prehension ~

     Boldest dimensions of invention

NOW

Now

The landscape stretches 
 Her range out beyond sight
While notably 
Visible along the horizon 
   to the left and right,

She moves on away 
Dancing 
Into the traveling dimensions 
      of time 
Toward realms
Where language has yet to be
Any more than merely humming —
  And 
Any signals, any

Dimensions of Love

Some may see it as simple fancy, 
    Yet my view is more complex.
        Where its force is multi-dimensional,
            Reaching well beyond basic sex.

It's very nature is purely elemental,
    Just like

Bite Size -- Beyond Dimensions

Grows the night when breaths lay 
  quietly
On obscure spaces fluid as the wind,
Where clouds of rest become a 
   hammock ,
Lulling frayed nerves with incense
As blend of matter and being cleaves-

For beyond dimensions...grows the 
    the night.

In Loving memory of the Death

In Loving Memory of the Death

Remembering, what is past?
What is present in our life?
Where is the future, and? Why?
Where comes from the Life?

Nobody knows the answer,
Only the God; Eternal Life
he knows everything; World
– Universe; created by God

Time, Space, and directions,
– dimensions; it is illusions?
Yes, everything is an illusion
But this is not sure; I feel on

Illusion

Our Dimensions

Baseless appetites rage fueling empty desires
Locks for this earthly cage are all rooted & lower inspired
There's no match for the fire that spreads like legs & rain
Moths to flame don't have a chance in the Devil's domain

Carnal emotions invokes the beast with claws & horns
This was attached by design from the day you were born
Strip

Aeriforms - Supernatural Scifi

sometimes 
misconstrued
in a fluorescent grove
where malachite petals
marry emerald blades
verbose biting chews 
too close to the cheek
among a confetti of bees
amid undulating bumps 
of raw superfluous air

interdimensional entities 
of spectral occurrence
wave with graphic-less suave
to gurgles, to coos, to hehs 
seek noodle communication
to a bouncing mistaken few
using the eyebrow medium 
of coincidence
a babbling infrasonic tool 
of curious

In Spheres

in spheres
shall I know thee
your flesh entwined
with mine

for the circles, 
meadows in each, 
and bodies, 
ours… dream

you have beauty
I have some
yet in others
spheres dull

for the eons, 
embraced in arms, 
and bodies, 
ours… all

Dimensions of An Antique Mirror

I meditate and envision on the purpose of the life that I want
It can't just be to be born - then later die alone, old, delusional, and gaunt
I want to really delve into the nooks and corners of who I passionately wanna be
I know I can be virtually anything if I set myself free and

Ai

What is really happening and what is the actual honest truth in our ever-evolving world today?
The media broadcast only information of doom and gloom with clouds of gray.
Telecasting the news which simply means never ever winners over a smart device called a television which means telling lies to your vision.
Wake up and meditate on creating

The Continuing Event

Mother Gaia vibrates and is referred to as Eden, Earth, Heaven, The Fifth Dimension, Great Atlantis and Lemuria.

Vibrating at hire frequencies and connecting to hire levels creates an uncanny but exciting euphoria.

The Secret Universe unveils hidden esoteric spenders never yet imagined by the common mortal.

Take the red pill, plunge into the rabbit hole and immerse

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