The Solitude is Deafening

So far away with no one around for quite a while

Shadows of individuals

Specters of beings

Spiritless vessels drifting listlessly

Yet no warmth

No lively look in the eye

No shoulder to cry on

No smile

No laugh

No care

So eventually you question…

Is anyone even there?

And everyone just glares

Pruning the fantasy

Wake up

You need a shake up

You are not

So stop

Imagining alternate realities

Where this could possibly be

Does not seem at all sensible to me

Yet everyday

Begrudgingly…

New weeds sprout up where I have plucked them before

It is an everlasting bore

Yet a necessity

For me to maintain this fantasy

Blocked blessings in an alternate reality

The Ascendancy

Vibrating on a higher frequency level

The energy is bursting out

The crystalline shine is blindingly bright

The resonance is something else

It is apparent it cannot hide from itself

Two bleeding hearts into a cup …we mix it with rum

For the ultimate pairing

Cheers to the pinnacle of ascendancy

The zenith of the singularity

These vessels get left behind when we fragmentize

Take my hand…

Let us leave this place tonight

I want you here

A spiritual revelation from a spiritual realm

Flying around in my dreams searching for epiphanies

Astral projecting into infinity and back

To search for the ultimate truth

To feel intuition guiding a deeper understanding

Confounding contraindictions in a lover

Peeling back that shallow layer to unearth something else?

Peering into the windows of your soul I can see your conviction burning blazingly bright

I see the fire

I see the fight

So it is in that comfort that I take flight

To transcend into a higher state of being

Come again

There is still some light?

Though arguably not as bright

Nevertheless

Still in the mind’s sight

Not completely depleted

A resilient spark lingering

Fighting

Still undefeated

Even in this blighted landscape… there is still hope

The fire can burn again

Against the strength of the changewinds