Acceptance and forgiveness.  Corroboration.   The endless

Disallowance of no true faith.

Of no dissonance in the heart that will

Exaggerate the fulfillment and make us meteoric shine

The festival of light swayed among us

The festival of light covered all the accentuated bones

And made us see the starlight 

Made us abnormally new release surge

And hover no more above the arcane acceptance 

Of no new unraveled resistance

This life is so full of all the dissolved patterns 

This was all once so unique.  We shroud as a cavernistic child

These would be no new indicia indifference 

No new dissonance indifference 

Calculating the night spin

No new energy to be more than 

Discretely in it all 

The dissonant tones flicking the mechanistic grift fingers

The erratic glow to milkfront the 

Harmonious image.  We were never completely and fully on this edge 

Until we dropped off and cannonistic surged 

The gun barrel new iconic watercress 

The evolution of the child beyond into the adolescent life

That is where we first lost our bearings

That is when we first lost our internal perception 

Into the grace pattern drawing us out of the bardo

And re-affectating us onto the planet plane

We were once attached to nothing

We were once seeking no deliverance 

We were once just a hedge breath away 

From never competing with anyone, or anything

All of the patterns were useless

All of these patterns were ruthless 

Transplanting us now down into the new

Hedonistic credence manipulation 

The adolescent mind surging away from the peace pattern

And simple acceptance reliance on the Self 

Now moving us forward into a realm 

Of deceptive desire, lust and aversion

We were once always nothing but de-calculated

Now we are nothing but re-calculated 

Looking for our space in time. For our manufactured 

Foothold in the lionization plateau

To make ourselves be a lion’s breath whine

Materialist inadequacy.  Before there was anything close to

A recognition.

These times are nothing we cannot release ourselves from

We are not backdating.  We are truly bringing ourselves into the present 

Where we can dwell with the inner self within

That will allow us once again to be who we truly are

There is no reason to accept anything in particular 

There is only a reason to accept anything without any

Search pattern rewind

The ebb and flow was a carnalization 

Deep inside we are no one more different than who we truly are

Who we have always been

There is no reason, no basis to search for perception 

There is always only realization and acceptance 

To open the mind tangentially and then completely 

Into true unworldly perception 

No more gloves on your fingertips to announce 

The spiritual manifestation of internal dissonance 

Just feel the glimmer without the glamour 

And know that without any disallocation 

Deep inside we are the one true saint 

With the prophet’s song 

With the prophet preamble parabolic pledge 

That there will never be anything above do not dream about

We are not here to creatively manufacture

We are only here to perpetually evolve

The true inner self

Away from the materialistic disaffection 

Of the carnalistic disturbed mind.