I look around and see
worlds colliding in front of me
books drifting on a screen
bending from left to right unconsciously
breaking waves and forming new patterns
changing the way I perceive reality.
Jumping between dimensions
sold as a giant mystery
yet I continue to spin
and gather infinite wisdom
from an unknown passenger
who resonates with eternity.
The portal opens and closes swiftly
flares of energy ripple through my skin
nothing in this universe is as it seems.
Why do I need eyes
if my perception is twisted
in an ephemeral sphere of continuity?
Transgressing fields and frequencies
allowing my multi-dimensional Merkaba
to acclimatize with galactic entities
who welcome me into their families
enabling my spirit to travel freely
between realms and battlefields.
Immortality tingles my feelings
enabling me to drop the shackles
and stop the prisoner-guardian game
I’ve deliberately indulged in
when signing up to create the human frame.
In this never-ending cycle
players join to enhance the now-space
unaware of the possibilities to transcend
from an illusion masterfully projected inside the brain.
Escape if you can!
I hear an inner voice yell.
You’re my holographic fractal.
Wake up! Remember why you came.
💎💎💎 Krisz Rokk 💎💎💎
Image by Daniela S. aka @wayofaiki
Originally published on the Hive blockchain at @KriszRokk
If you have ever wondered why you’re attracted to specific ancient sites or star clusters, reading the different chapters of "Spiritual Harvest" might help you recreate the kaleidoscope of your unique puzzle.
