my collected self vs.
my whole self.
could i be getting closer to
my soul-self
under one astrological incarnation?
these furious memories:
i've been to earth.
i've died.
the human SELF is to story-search;
there is no wrong in spiritual discovery
but i tell my desires
of possession-abandonment
to suppress themselves
for the worldly-void of impulse.
i let the soul rest
and take on
personality.
i let myself feel heated--it is
more obscene to my mind
than kindly refrain.
it is too effortless for I
to believe in the Holy Neutral
so i let the fishes rage.
i let myself
unkind,
speaking of myself
as if i were proper subject matter.
i speak of it
because we are them same
and as US
we are every subject
that matters.
i do not want to detach
as human
from humanity.
spiritual gain is human loss.
i want to feel every emotion, i want
to orgasm. i want the dilemma and drama
of morning thru night.
it is most spiritual.
there is bitter love
and sweet fear.
there must be for these words exist.
my scattered self;
my silent self.
the confusion of incarnation
is what makes the most sense.
these changes and feeling the same,
these normalities and the slip to sanity
vs
the natural.
when i awaken i will smile in reflection.
behind the windsheild i sit in the passengers seat and navigate.
click here to speak to me.