Dreaming this dream has become far more than just seeming beliefs,
It is as if your sub conscience gained a voice and began to speak,
Then it just continued to feed and feed on the language of your dreams.
Nothing seems to compare,
With all five senses impaired it's reality remains glared.
But it is my choice not to be in despair facing the fear born out of our doubt,
I don't just believe; I know of natures in other realms.
In this life we have found in a heeled denial ;that flesh is tying us down,
sitting here alive; to only be sinning and dying,
Crying to be found.
you can call that a negative view,
But that is not the truth,
The truth is that us as man; the king of relative atom combinations; as gods image through evolution and adaptation,
We are here to divide, order, title and record the analysis of the total science,
Our knowledge is only born out of the laws of predictability.
But before we even evolved,
the story was already told,
all ready to unfold in our beautiful natures magic,
the story is that of a purity more than minds could fathom,
beyond any ranges of comprehension or understanding,
But what ever happens; I say just act like time is irrelevant,
I feel as if it's all about true intention,
You could walk blind your whole life then learn to see in one second,
You are free my friend and never forget that.