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Just some of my 5-MeO-DMT inspired musings
Images taken from google with permission from the source
Music by: some random Psychedeliack I found in my costume suit case chanting hare krishna and selling ethereal diamonds to little dmt elves that read the Dao to future sages in their sleep and go out to the plazas and squares to preach selfless service to others while remaining invisible.

The music and the text were brought through me, even so, I feel all of man's creations, are borrowed from God, therefor, I can only take credit for being a witness of Gods majesty and splendor... not that anything that comes from this body is even close to what I would consider worthy of representing god, these are at best, mere offerings, and examples of my love for God and all of creation.




Like clockwork
there they go again,
flying out the window like the
caged birds they are.

It's her backwards timing at it again,
bringing me back to that place
where friends don't have names
and family is never severed.

Like a Sunday promise
the sun will come back,
like the moon singing
I told you so.

Like the breeze blowing
through phantom follicles on
a faded face in reverie of the last sunset;
for who?

Rendered completely to this never
ending momentary surrender,
so sweetly, here it all is found,
and here it is all given away.

Twice in one breath had
ye remembered, only to cast it
to the depths of question again.

Ever searching for things already
found and forced forgotten,
in breath till all time swells complete.

A synesthesia of nightmare
ecstasy riddles your disguise,
technicolor daydreams;
footnotes in the primary meditation.

Mind you where I find you,
in the stillness-coated light,
blind you as I remind you,
reason nullifies all plights.

Moved to render question,
for now our geometric dream,
Soothed by tender lessons,
to forget what you have been.

Ecstatic in this movement
where it all comes rushing back,
Deep from within a future
where it never left mind's track.

You watch all crumble to perfection,
giggling here and there for in between,
For all the perfect deadbolts on how
you made it so pristine.

You watched yourself wonder as
you wandered right on through,
Everything you thought was
out there was really all just you.

So whats this point in asking
where or why all points may be;
Oh Why?!
You reply,staring into your own I,
for co'op creation of infinity.

Again stranded and looking,
mirroring all the trauma on the street,
passersby bleeding emotion through
window cracks fogged by the perspiration
of a planet half awake in the wake
of its own intended feat.

Fondled by the filth that gives
blooming flowers their crisp smell,
beyond the heavens and below such hells,
she basks eloquent for infinity.

This is the way
it was meant to be,

There have been no errors here,
nor there.

Where you come from,
is where you are going,
so enjoy the midnight
warp zone cornucopia
while you can still hold your breath.

It might be triggered in
the breaking of a twig,
or the smell of an old friend,
like an old habit,
or just the way you heard
yourselves breathing
in rhythm with her heartbeat.

It might not be anything at all
but there it is
right where you left it,
and it never goes away.

That's where the smiles come from
she said, that's all you need remember
she said, but she made it so difficult
to see, she made it so loud and confusing
in the presentation so as to
obscure my hearing,
but she smiled oh yes she smiled.

In her smile there were instructions
to look beyond what eyes may see,
she waved my heart in such affection
to where no sound may be,
she showed us in such perfection even
the pixels themselves wept for joy and
bled their tears into all the seas.

Does it or did it ever matter,
I wont know,
and for the places we cannot go,
and the gentle embraces I cannot bestow,
weeping in a corner content for silence,
the night blooms light in
subtle laughter once again.

Everyone was there,
but no one had ears or I's to see.

It was enough to jolt me back
to someones reality,
some reality where he knew just enough...


So I can see why it is so hard to remember,
or even to remember that you recalled,
but its nice to know that it goes to show,
you can laugh in forgiveness if
ever you are appalled.

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  • We need to individually and collectively move to a greater relationship between local and non-local awareness in ourselves. This is why meditation, spiritual practice are so important to access the light of our non-local reality, to illuminate the local experience which is eclipsed by an intense lack of light, showing us a false identity of ourselves and a false world, that then has our mind reacting to all that experience as if it was real, creating disharmony. Light & Love ~Namaste!

  • 000∞namaste♥000

  • this is the wisdom of the mystery of the prajna paramita --

    only in art can it be realized -- saving this one as a favorite for sure

    EMAHO! :)

  • ॐ_☼_ॐ

    ♥∞♥∞♥∞♥

  • wow. wow.wowow F***ING WOW! THIS IS ... SUPERB.... fantastic glorious mind-expanding beautiful rain started falling as i write this comment during the waXing moon and the drops form audio bites against the tin rooftop. THIS IS ONE OF THE *COOLEST* VIDS i've seen in a LONG TIME :)!!!! makes me wanna toke some high Grade SacraMental

  • dearest brother, it truly warms my heart to hear such loving words, thank you ♥∞ namaste ∞♥

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  • Oh YESS!!! We were there last night with Mama Salvi; may all that is good go with you!

    Roy and everyone at Outlands

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  • Many of you have worked for lifetimes to bring about this event. It is happening, you are to be congratulated for your hard work.

    All Earths inhabitants are connected into this network of beliefs or thought-forms that influence your life. Slowly, these shared thoughts and beliefs will be cleared from the consciousness stream of humanity as all become healed and free.

  • your heart is saturated and powerful like volcanoes active underwater. thank you :) namestay

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