Heart Beat

fast palpitations

rustling furious throbbing

cardio workout

Sight

Seeing the future

in an unhampered way makes

success possible

Synesthesia

hearing abstractions

tasting illuminations

reading soft textures

death and transfiguration

our world is a marble.

heaven is somewhere, its location
is unknown to those apparently.

when we find our way will we be shown?
is there a travel time from place to place?

is there a motion
from burial to final resting place?

can we see it, or rather is it in our universe,
perhaps we ride light?

What lies in the meantimes? who will we meet
standing between the doorways of planets, universes, externalities?

Are we transfigured into a being made for travel,
or do we ride the back of a wild beast?

the bible says there is heaven and hell,
what lies inbetween?

are the colors in the sunset, when we can still see
stars, a view of all to be discovered in our passing?

Is death the only great adventure as
captain hook proclaimed, fading?

is it a terrain, or something in absence
of our first mother?

is our time here in this conciousness a journey
or a preparation?

our world is just a marble

exposed

scalding, slithering

white hot and blisteringly

there for all to see

Satisfaction

True Satisfaction

Success over iminent failure

no more excuses

Space

Defy stratosphere

stars created, stars destroyed

Never ending Sight

The Solitary Dancer

Spinning Swirling Free

The Solitary Dancer

Lonely Existence