Detaling an experience is sometimes quite hard to do. as in, what really happened? the last thing i rememeber might be a little bit different than what you might say, but then we expereienced the same thing did we not? or was it just me? then please believe me, that’s what happened when i tell you instead of raming a projection down my throat. what is existence for if not to have fun. calling you a lover. someone beyond the whole drama. where the energy is real. the frequency in tune. how could you lose me. that resonating harmony. the power we’d bring. a genius or not. the same thing thought. and brought throughout. this land of ours. a creative force. that a new vision brings. this land we call home. here and there. the garden of eden awaits. Yet please call home where you are. the road knows everywhere even if your on the go.
Keep moving and fall into. Never forget the universe has you. Imortality brigns such sweet flavor. Its all quite funny when your already dead. All the things you can do, like live the same life on repeat till the species learns something. to continue that karma. or work through it this life. consumption is as we get older. growing younger as we learn to remember. What is it we’re wanting? Day after day and time after time. The simple pleasures of life. the cyclical mind, until we learn, or simply get over that experience. yet the trick, we must remmebr. Im living more each time the realization comes. At the moment of the thunderbolt. Discression around, suppressed at the core. To the never ending shore. A comfort in the shadows. that back and forth motion. we all have ridden the boat before. from across the shore. and down the line to where no one else can find. The inbetween land of interplanetary sound.
God is the dj, swirling us around. the goddess is the source. without her, nothing. Just this void. Unending darkness. Pierced by the light, the one without time, as many see this all at once. Energy from within. The transmition unending. An awerness begets all of this. The dreamspell is weaving on and on as we grow. Learning all we can in this egg of ours, and then return to go. Cross over and become more aware at the reset, as we pass inbetween this reality and the next as if this is the game we´ve lost or won. it matters not, cause beyond the grave, judgement plays no place. A mirrors reflection to the unedning sameness, unless theres an awreness. its all the same in difference. all thats happened is i forgot about time completley. and then saw a twist as we turned over realities into never ending bliss.
Theres a darkening twist to this reality as we speak in the word. this never ending thought entering one mindstream after another. Till the fish move in tune. We spell our world into creation- as if literally by magick. these words of ours. the power they have to bring into reality quite anything. Just invent the word for it, perhaps the sentence structure for the feeling it takes to bring about love once more. This tune, pluaged by so many traps and this undending thing called wanting. The attachment to that thing we crave. why we came here in the firstplace. mindlessly drawn like a hungry ghost. filling our bellies and minds with filth or suclulent tasty treats of sensual gratification. There’s real food out there im sure of it. Come on! lets breath this wonderland in. Bring us right back into that garden of eden.
I´ve come to a concept of realizing i do not quite exist. this sets me apart as if only a reflection. and this knowledge and feeling of knowing, has brought on this new self realization of a quality of creation within. a mission to achieve. I exist more than you can know, respect it. There’s karma to resolve. Figure something out and evolve us world wide. This idea of what we call love- the lovers drama. Tranceding dualities twist of pain and pleasure, craving and being, aloneness and togetherness, male and female. life and death, stillness and dancing. Masculine and femine, love and lust. The energy game, to give or take. Playing the tune or just riding the waves. Follow along this karma is a death trap, a simple hell to keep us in a clocks motion. Someone offered i had to recieve. The trap was taken. Too bad the witches got to me, a gift of poison. Breath deep and follow suit its just the monkey mind. The separational suicide. Nothing wrong as we drone on. we’re all doing this right. We came down from the trees, they chopped off our tails, ‘dont scream’ she said, ‘ this is gonna hurt.’
The choice was made to enter this plane. Whether in karmic force. the desire to be or to follow along in attachments ignorant bliss. might be through this awareness to do some work where the fun never ends. A game to play and a challenge accepted. When your past the idea that duality brings. Its all the same. This is quite the game. Healing you is healing me, we’ve got a job to do. We are the same you and i. This is a flow between the source and creation. We have no choice in the matter. This is existence. The work we must do – or not. This accidental being, living in undoing. The story created. And then the difference between this vibration and the next. When we rest we rest, till the flame is lit once again. No other way but to lie and wait. Hibernate as if an energy restored when no one can see me.
This saddness becomes me, when she’s no longer with me. Like an addictions call. These symptoms of withdrawal. The need to learn aloneness at every step in the way to love, as one is full within me. The radiation of giving can be mantained in consistency. Without the need for any other source, except thy own. As if the will to creation is all that must be. Never this desire to win her over. She must be over if we are to be lovers. Ill never take from her. Yet the power she gives me, the esctasy. The world is ending and i refuse to play along. Energy games. It all must be given. With taking it dies. The power contained within unending giving, never runs dry. It simply cannot be taken. And is the only fuel i want to savor. It seems its love or nothing.
Duality breaking, letting it all just be. This fredom from emotional thrawls needs no control. Letting go , letting go now. Till we escape this religious lie. The universe has no control in mind. Lets not let it spoil yours. Exahaustion overwith, the construct falling. A freedom awaits me now. Personality reborn, yet still the same. As if caught in a spiral to some fractal of reality tunnel that never ends inorder to examine love’s energetic blissful vibration of unending creative expansion. The edge lies in wait passing through ones thresholdintothenext level. a new awareness burning.
When there’s only so much time. How could you dare waste a moment. Each time closer and closer to what love is. Never given a chance, these lies within appearances and politics. The armour preventing any chip in the mold of this who we are. The personalities we’ve become. Learning to play. have a lñittle fun, learn we’ve all got some world to live and recreate. die to the notion. we can recreate again and again. No need to stick with it if we didn’t get it right the first time. Patience as the journey is gradual. this time thing confuses me to no end. When i see in reality, its all just now.
Forget me im gone. Playing in this life of monkey drama. The teachings we are brought again and again. Quite lost it seems. Trapped with our egg of a god within. Om mani padme hum. Blooming into that creative force once we find that light, we call the goddess. The divine spark within. The zero-point center of conciousness. The void from which all arisies. The gateway in. It lies within each and every moment of awareness in becoming, consiously arising. The kingdom of heaven is that keep we grow within with the unending source. We need not a thing, cultivating as it is the meek who shal in iherrit. the ones with no-thing at all.. Till the tree explodes. Like the transformation of catapillar to butterfly. Bringing the beauty of life to all around it. Never taking, always freely giving an abundance of love. This is what it means by karma consumption, the Buddha’s grace.
If only i was allowed to be, these rules we play. i aint got a dime. not a soul on me. Trust me i aint that dirty in this spiritual purity. Keep me along or send me on my way. The universe shall give me what we need. I am you and you are we is what the medicine teaches me. Share with me and i’ll heal you or fall into the tale of this ugly mesier. Abundant beauty in this giving as sharing is caring. Just rememeber we are the world. giving is what makes the all go round. And i want to force it. loving all the time. Bring me energy or i’ll just starve. i could care less. The source is within. The meek shall inherrit the earth. We are all one in the same. We all have some sort of blood within. This life force. The magic, the serpent, swirlling within.
Then we combined, the source and creator. The expeerience. The power! Trembling now in remmeberance of the awe. what happens when i find her again? i sent someone to the sun. He sang a song , upon return. The energetic will we generated. The loving at full force. Like infinities grace, i could do anything all in the name of love. That moment will last forever. Tears are forming. You chose much lesser than our higher selves. The proper functioning as we may have, just been meant to learn something about ourselves. And move on with all we had. Gah the sadddness it brings me that your no longer here with me. i know you truly as if you left an energetic imprint so strong it vibrates with heart ache. The grace of the goddess. That true source, and she kept it all away, burning her inside. Forbade me a closeness, the wasted moment. Postponement. Armoured herself up, couldn’t bear to attack. Felt the pull though as she bagan to draw me in, have me take from her. Wanted to give freely. She wouldn’t let me. Or is it i woulnd’t let me. She and i are one, whether we like it or not. Brought together to learn, to gorw, dancing along these karmic strings. She changed me as i learned quite much without even touching her except once, well twice. a few hugs here and there. If only i got a little closer. She’d feel much better. we’d both have ended up self actualizing.
What is a lover, but a best firend. A partnership. To resonance that begins without question. In some life before as if in conitunation. i now your soul. o so deep beyond any projection. like if your my twin, a fire within. A resonence like i’ve felt, yes, a few times before. But not like this. Not like this. Addicted to the light you shine. The times when your voice changes. Just let me be near you. Lets forget the face and just be what love is. Dream about it while i waste time, writing down the mind scape just hoping to rhyme something into creation that might be worth reading. Caught you noticing. ‘who is this man?’ on your mind. Yet you pushed me way everytime i got close. Caught in tune before there was knowing. Then the realization. You are my flow, this creature you are. The river i must swim within. Believe me so, we both felt it. you’d make a good companion for this here doctor. Lets get moving there’s work we need to be doing. The fun we could be having. But then could doesn’t really mean anything at all.
Or yes of course i just need to let you go wander away, with another guy. As if misery was common place. Some like it stupid, some like it not. i’ll give you love or nothing at all. This journey is a gradual place inbetween flowing into and out of all these former and future loves of mine. A slave or not. This time life is soley about service. Lerning this energy game. So we can all get to know what’s really going on behind these words of ours. Loves game has a twist, lets recorrect the mission, following the unviersal tune. Finding the beat. Heart impolsion. Once again over the mind. If you dont want to give me love, i’ll never take it. And we’ll just wind up half served, awake only one notch. Till the next one comes and we learn something more, perhaps i need to starve inbetween.
Its funny when the cards tell me everything. Picking up on the energies, telling a story. A game of reflection. i am one, this is all. How many times did we pull that lover card? each in relation, as if the universe was telling us something. We gotta learn what love is. Cause we all seem to have missed it, slipped into the dream and the sensual realtion. If only we fucked. A seedto love have grown stronger. Now lost to the flows. What about taking it slow? This is my fault i know. Did what ever i could. That word we forgot to place in nonexistence. As if i’d get caught there. In those ‘could have beens.’ Again and again. Seeing too many possibilities, but not how to get there. Aware of many themed fractals this time, yet still trapped in this shitty dimension. The one without you. The monkey matrix. Yet still here, striving to bring about love here and now once and again. Till we all wake up and stop creating hells course.
Thought i detached, acted like it. Yet she’s a no go. And i’ll never learn to do it. Thats the game this time. A challange acepted. never knowing the pain it would bring in these cultural times we find ourselves in. This karma consumption. falling into trap after trap. This is a magical game. And love sees nothing stronger. The bliss becoming, light always shines through the darkness. And believe me the burden is just a lie. When you find the purpose. life becomes effortless. Floating along momnet to moment. The now is unending. And we can twsit this story back into the ever shining light that love taught us. Access to the unlimited energy source. The well that never runs dry. Because that`s what love is. The energy contained within energetic symbiosis. Synergism to orgasmic bliss. Now wouldn’t that be nice. Lets fall in next time. Whoever you are. Whether you once died and reborn or another lover. We’ll never recover. Grafting ourselves into the grand exspanse.
Create the eternity with me and we’ll power through. Break the time barier. and rewrite history the way it ought to be. This existence will be less boxed in. Abundantly flowing, the universal end and begining in the same motion. Learning what love is. The stress just leaves me and i’ll float on and on moment by moment. Till the river just takes me. This alpha and omega energy source. Becoming and forgetting. Arriving and departing all in a days work. As once your fed the world becomes a nothng of believing in better times. Effortlessly floating even when starving, simply trusting in the notion. I’d feed myself, so someone will feed me. As we’re all the same. Simply caught in this energy game, of give and take. The the point where some starve. And we cut off the energy flows. The generating force.
Some have got the blood some have the spirit, contained within all. Some have both or not at all in this waking dream, learning to create. We’re just a little more prone to access and rise us out of the fall. Bringing others in and out again with our energetic waves of love. The ultimite unseen force. Pulsating our timley end and new begining. A ripple in time. As neither one dies, findng eachother once again. The separation ending. The many becoming one, as a new tune rises, experience implosion. Another egg to begin again. Love me now or not at all. Could have had something. i chose nothing at all when we refused to love.
Cause its love or nothing. To comprimise. would be to suffer and slip into half truths. Shoot for bliss and lie in wait. a serpent coils and we keep drifting on in this flow to create this story. Repeat no longer and escape from hell. Heaven awaits just turn within. This story begins when awarenes wakes. And the candle burns so bright. N o one will be afraid anymore. The light contains darkness, life contains death. Thats the reality of duality. Now break through with me. i’m calling you home. Whoever you are. The energy pulls me and now i drank some wine. Lets play a bit looser. Love begins when we finally accept the role to play. As the higher self awakens to the subtle bodies bliss. The part of us thats not seen but felt so much i saw it with eyes closed. Who you really are. That sexy angelic form shining o so bright.
This who you really are. how could you leave me? suppressions fears. again faced with the goddesses grace away from my presence. If only she was with me. Yet then again we must learn to shine with our own inner light. the only way to rationalize it. Needing no other. I always love, just show up in my life once again. Perhaps then we can be. You and me, yet just one. The copuple thing, a partnership. relationship to grow from. learn what love really is. For whatever time we have then move on as tress beget us. The possibilities we call potential. This time thing creating travesty as we must walk along not knowing whats going to happen next, each moment. As we create with our waking breath all the things that it seems have already happened when eternity speeaks.
Fidning the source within. alone and bright shining this love forth. Creating a new world to live in. There is such a thing as a free lunch. Living off waste sounds like an easy game. Tomorrow comes a new day following. Yesterday never forgotten as we all live within the source and its bliss. Timetraveling means age is nothing. Finding that sun shining, turning inward to fill the void with everlasting light. To spring forth as if a fountain never ending. These energy games. The ways we play with our own kind and the suffering lot. Those in repeat, creating our own little hells. Enlightenment brings a washing of our sins, a freeing from the chains that bind us. The primal trait, killing to take. But then givings breath, without the source there is nothing. never forget she owns us. Not we, her. Take what you will but rememebr to give and give. Energy flows and fows and flows, never ending twists of ecstasies bliss. If we just lerarn how to keep it flowing. Find the harmounous relations of our creations.
Love exists beyond the sexuality. as if thats just part of the drug we fall into. The pleasure another being can bring. But then, what energy is there. Wheres it all coming from. Who can we love without any thought of lust to bring us into contact. Just pure embrace, without the wanting. loving one another as oneself. Yet so sensitive to this emotion and feeling created by another. The gifts of a lover. The inbetween, thyself and an actual other, quite beyond all the bullshit. Without care for what others think. We are who we are. A healers wish. A companion for the doctor. Lets get on with this time traveling, as eternity waits. Lets have some fun while we practice this never ending game. To break free from this world of repitition to sensation. The false traps in this reality keeping us from rising higher and higher.
Healing is what love is. A gift of love, the energetic force. To sooth all pains. And bring about energetic bliss. Healing others is healing my self. This human organism breaths and breaths,. love will heal the cancerous thought. the sickness will reign no longer. Just experience love’s grace and everything will fall into place. We are expanding, the time has come for a reversal and balance. A shift to the roles we all play. Begining with service. Healing this world and performing the soul within this darkness in the light. Atill i am the stillness in the dance. Patience brings me hope in the end game. love shall spring forth following our combined bliss.
TheUndulatingDragon 
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