While taking my morning meds; 9 15 19
Giving ourselves up, into the void through doorway of time and dimensional portals.
We start to see through the eyes of immortals.
The doors that are opened lead to the light, informational insights, dispellers of night.
We give ourselves up, we surrender our ghost.
We loosen the bonds we’ve formed in our lives.
As we pass through holes, through rips in the vail.
We return to ourselves, our minds become clear.
We remember what we are and who we’ve always been.
It’s then, when we realize that we are home again.