The Girl From the Train

The Girl From the Train

It was a dream she said aloud,
Purple air, yellow rain and a colorful crowd,

Her friends laughed in disbelief
She pushed them softly and threatened to leave

She closed her eyes and smiled in awe,
such quantic beauty her eyes never saw

She had a dream about the world,
Life was fluid, a colorful energy ball.

I met God Last night

It was truly an awakening moment, for a while now I knew what we call reality was an intricate caravan of illusions and maybe even destructive sleep. But I knew this as a theoretical abstract, an understanding of the mind, I never felt the wholesome energy all at once, maybe glimpses of it one at time. This time was powerful, I experienced eternity and truly became one with everything. I was able to see how far we can go and how the energy we are is indistructable. I saw the possibility of endless realities. I saw how the collective consciousness in unison is still asleep and that's why we are where we are. At the same time I was able to see a few awakened souls existing in a different plane of energy. How I wished to stay there and vacate this body we call real which doesn't even exist. It was hard, actually painful, coming down to re-enter the illusion of life on planet earth.

-Sun, Jan 13, 2008 at 5:29 PM