Some poetry based on a revelation I had while driving home last night.
Soon, I focus on the inner matrix of me.
Time to recall the original pattern of self
That transcends time and space.
It's too easy to focus on the differences between
The original matrix and the present me, where I've spent
Time expirmenting with being disconnected.
A return to the original matrix will revitalize
And resynthesize better energy,
Return me to the oneness of myself in the world.
I need this.
Dec. 28, 2011 - Day 656
6 years ago