I know the way to Freedom Is through the Golden Spiral I saw in a Vision Beings full of Stars Traveling down the Golden Spiral There are Stars inside our bodies and outside in the Sky There is no in or

Ashes to ashes dust to dust Feed me with fire to burn off the rust. Clean off the lens that clouded my view Bring into focus the old and the new Untie the shackles that bind me to earth Cleanse all my

This sound-poem comes from a conversation with our alien ancestors who have come back to check on us after hybridizing the human race eons ago ........... hello ... oh? what we been doing? ya .... oh ......

before the beginning out of time all souls are there awakening to this earth’s creations choosing timelines to slide in on through birth canals in league with a greater being wanting with two eyes to see

What if instead death was a start, and life just a womb that waits to depart? If there at the end, with white clouds in mind, there is just the next place, of countless to find. And should you forget,

deeper than i thought little by little we wake up inner senses peeking through entity identity great creativity bigger than i thought new revelations true to self intuitions inner self is guiding me bubbles

I met you in the fire, we were aflame you and I. You commented on the weather, heat with a chance of melting. You played coy in the flames, you with red hair and me with no hot thing to say except how

ZoomZoom&ZoomZoom zoom out there’s more here in  the sense-around sense-around realm focusing  our physical lives where time  is the game zoom out  realizings awakenings rememberings