That place where life begins again; unreality distorted;
things you might find out here are not what they’re reported.
Expanding on the consciousness to paths as yet unknown
and find a new reality where Spirit seeds are sown.
So many planes, so many paths, so many ways to go
so many streams where you can sit and watch the river flow.
Those streams are all converging into a place as yet unseen;
and when you walk that path you know it’s where you’ve always been.
A journey of a thousand miles within the minds own eye;
a journey when not moving lets you know that you fly.
This is a path within the mind – a trip to who knows where;
just sit back and accept that your Spirit has flown there.
This is the Meditation that flows out from another age;
another day within your life – another written page.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.
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