Dissolving into the infinite just as the bleeding sea disperses its molecules and transforms into tears from behind a hidden sky. We know a truth and we see the truth. Oh, we who doubt the truth we know. We pray for water and when the rains fall upon us we run for shelter. We build a temple to the heavens and when God extends His hand in welcome, we tell Him "that's not high enough". We plead for sight but when our eyes open we choose to stare into the closets of our past, when all We could see were the backs of our eyelids. We cling to whispers and proclaim the depth of their promises as the foundation for our sustanence. We pour sugar onto the fire and forbid it's reduction. We stamp at the coals with the bottom of our feet until we are covered in black smoke and we wonder why we can no longer breathe. We called out for love but choose a mirage for its golden house in lieu of our salvation. Truth in time with truth as seen through stained glass mirrors--projecting reflections of self through filters of a meticulous design result in the inability to see purity through this expectant sight. Truth in time with truth. Truth aligns with being. Heart exists in presence. The stories of a journey across our past only permit an awareness of our present. Cyclical patterns surrendered to interrogation by the visions of a future constructed by desire and transformed into a corrosive fog that impedes the flow of heart and oppresses authentic growth. And the moon smiled upon her spirit and memorized all of the galaxies upon her skin as the False Lights rose brightly and the disconnection returned. #pancaul #butterflymoon #dragonflysun #alsole #inauthenticauthenticity #brokencompass #findafeather #chasethewind
