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Lucid Dreaming
A white haired pixie wearing motorbike leather and a black heart holding offerings of SEVEN , server of the 666 utilised the bloodlust of a crimson ELEVEN.
A jackal unchained guarded the gates of 1, fuelled with the rage of failing evolvement. A true death hunter, a villain, ate the foetuses from pregnant women.
What's with all these NINES and ELEVENS, a vacation in hell while I vibrate through a self perception deception of infamy? Or are they a light on the hill that I run toward for infinity?
Time to wake up she whispers as I peer through three weary eyes. ELEVEN in front of me bearing all her secrets as reward for my commitment.
God was in the details I spoke as I unsheathed a golden sword and cut myself as an oath to Pachamama that I will rise above judgement, fear and loathing. Rise above the ugliness to feel the golden glow of oneness.
A jackal unchained guarded the gates of 1, fuelled with the rage of failing evolvement. A true death hunter, a villain, ate the foetuses from pregnant women.
What's with all these NINES and ELEVENS, a vacation in hell while I vibrate through a self perception deception of infamy? Or are they a light on the hill that I run toward for infinity?
Time to wake up she whispers as I peer through three weary eyes. ELEVEN in front of me bearing all her secrets as reward for my commitment.
God was in the details I spoke as I unsheathed a golden sword and cut myself as an oath to Pachamama that I will rise above judgement, fear and loathing. Rise above the ugliness to feel the golden glow of oneness.
Published 10th Nov 2013
| Edited 11th Nov 2013
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10th Nov 2013 1:04pm
11th Nov 2013 11:55pm
Thank you for reading. It was just a short description of what I see during third eye meditation, nothing more, nothing less.
