Dreaming, sleeping, shifting, phasing out trance of thought motion in devotion. Rippling vibrations undulating before me, within grasp at hand.
These moves escaping my mind and entering my heart, igniting brick based passions and happenstance. Flowing in divine order or chaos within the scope of consciousness viewed. A prelude to expanding awareness taking flight to aethers of taste, touch, sound, sight, smell and the great sixth sense unite.
Let it be sweet grace flowed out my pores, into a dish of exposed dilemmas extrapolating mischievous minds unwind. Tastefully dressed to impress a growing urge to ignite a one tonne weight of imagined trivialities. Life's thirsts bursts.
