Sparkling Spiral

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Sparkling Spiral

Do you know when you hit that destructive rollercoaster ride...?
Swept up by cosmic force, where you can’t seem to stop yourself?
And you live a life of Access, with a front row seat at the universe’s edge.
Spiraling and Sparkling. Dream upon dream, again and again we enter.
Left my soul, from me, all have been taken ...should have taken that as well.

Left to bargain or to revel in my own misfortune?
Playing my part in this construed design. How cruel?

But, in a thought I did see ...how unifying?
To once again become the sparkle in the eye of this
greater creativity
What you have taken from me, can only be me.
Morphic Resonance, cutting through space-time.
For in this dream we all partook in Creation.

Now, again and again do we have to detach from this reality!
Such is the Pattern of Greater Cosmic Unity!
to unify the polar forcers and rise up greater human destiny.

Come with me              ...it is time to grade from this density
Surfing the waves of Seriality, I am no longer worried,
through random coincidence there exists the cosmic force of
bringing like and like together

Likening our fates in a remarkable way                     …destiny

“Life is a rare and unreasonable thing with a disturbing habit of
       sometimes getting things uncannily right”
                          �" Dr. Lyall Watson

On a front row seat             ...appreciating the greater Mystery
The Key lies in how we struggle, in the mundane tasks, atoms resisting
atoms that creates this physical reality.

My perception & detachment is driving a wedge between this universe
and me...
Shouldn’t we be more concerned about the roles that we as the Parti-
cipants all have got to play?

Drink from Life and her elixir wine, and every time you’ll find yourself
coming back ...to have some more of Her and the taste of her, offering
the great divine.

Entering, again and again …into this Sparkling Spiral
Lucid Dream of mine.

Reviews

[Shy Joe]

I always enjoy poems written with logic and wit. Although the brain power it took me to finish your poem left me a bit wore out. The amount of imagination you are projecting is a bit overwhelming. At least for someone as simple minded as I. Great write and thanks for sharing.

[Heno Zwarts]

...thanks!! My apologies for my overwhelming imagination - but that was the exact amount needed to deal with the 2nd worst thing that can befall a man, and the illusion of loss cannot be exposed without a war in which the winner takes all, leaving me dead or insane. well, i am not dead, but the boarders demarking what sanity is - my have shifted like tutonic plates. But thank you once more kind sir, for taking the time to solve the puzzle!!!