Wave Dreaming

I’m surfing on the crest of a gravity wave,

Leaving the "Ordinary" in a shallow grave.

The clock is melting, the hands are turning to wings,

As the choir of the Interstellar finally sings.

I’m a Discillusion drifting through a sea of jade,

In a kaleidoscope palace that the spirit made.

I’m folding up the map, I’m throwing away the key,

Swimming in the oceans of the Actual me.

The Mental Fusion is a chemical glow,

Watching the rivers of the "Always" start to flow.

The pressure is a diamond, the vacuum is a kiss,

As we spiral through the center of the cosmic bliss!

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I’m the Queen of the Chronos, the Pilot of the Soul,

Watching the tapestry of the Infinite unroll!

It’s a Gamma-Ray journey, a psychedelic flight,

Across the liquid fabric of the Divine Light.

We’re fusing the "Was" with the "Is" and the "Be,"

In a Mental Fusion of the galaxy and me!

All-Powerful. Uplifting. A trip without a end.

Where the curvature of time is our closest friend!

​Seeing everything as a prismatic dream

Floating down the middle of the neon stream.

The Discillusion is the spark, the Fusion is the flame,

And the universe has finally forgotten its name.

Higher! Further! Into the Blue!

Everything is magic and everything is new!