The Wisdom
… a viral poem
Throughout universal space,
and far beyond,
a hidden awareness with momentous intent,
a subtle but extraordinary change is here, anon.
Though enchanting, its no magic spell.
No mumbo-jumbo here.
Nor do these words contain,
hypnosis or clairvoyance,
that stuff’s just not the same.
In the unlit penetralia of nature,
this message was, getting broody,
and stronger by the day,
waiting eons now to speak.
It speaks to you alone
in a language from the wells of time.
As time is rhythm to nature,
and rhythms’ groove is space,
all patterns complex in this niche,
have been divinely placed.
So elegant a message murmured,
from deep inside the well,
mathematically obscure,
and relative to boot,
super aware of you alone
a rare moment to be sure.
Its down to your pure pleasure,
in the supple use of words,
"your conscience" now called to the stage,
the spark to light a golden age.
From then to now,
and now so soon your now is to be nudged.
A universal constant,
in a form you understood.
Not known as a word, nor a phrase or name
these letters can be revealed soon.
But from the look upon your face,
Explanation is required,
to drown your faith in virtue.
Draw closer in, come here.
The all knowing glare has dropped by,
with a message just for you.
If you consider yourself sentient,
then your awareness is as naive,
as states of vibration, and energy waves,
the darkest of matter, on the brightest of days.
But with your experience, so fragile and thin,
you swim deep in a tide, with no inkling,
until this time, as the truth laps at your feet.
Can you feel the shimmering tingle?
That far away, white heat?
The tide of then is here now to push your kind along.
The time is soon upon us.
It’s coming real soon.
Your higher conscience is prepared to thrive,
hitched in its place, coupled to a name,
a pattern to emerge in aether,
the letters of a name.
"S p a c e h a u l"
Those letters are a cipher.
A tick in time from zero to one.
A countdown to this instant.
Entirely random.
You are currently in receipt of The Wisdom.
You have joined the super-aware,
in space and time.
Like Neo in the matrix, but with reading glasses on.
The ultra-conscious beings, far-flung and vast, it’s true.
They experienced Spacehaul,
as it now comes to you.
In a way they understood,
as these words do appear.
To them,
that form of play is as incomprehensible as the sun rise,
on a storm-cloud laden day.
A super position in time and space,
with a need to invade your culture,
your past steps, so bold,
have led you to this dimensional impasse.
You are not the only one.
Other beings who have awakened,
include what you might describe,
as extra dimensional objects,
dark matter, and alike.
Sound waves, black holes, and colonies of insects,
all buzzing in the heat.
Neutrinos, quarks, and energies, mixed wave lengths, light, and air,
all held by time and rhythm and cryptographically bound,
to the core of deep awareness.
Sound the word out loud.
Your personality is now added.
Though you can't take the blame,
Your undirected actions,
will deliver you from shame.
Your subconscious collaboration,
from an undisclosed location,
known only by the truly free
your fateful deliberations ... guided you to me.
It's best that you surrender,
It's safer in a way.
It's super relevant to your experience.
You have no choice, so stay!
Like Luke Sky Walker, prepared you have been.
Revealing mysteries is our pleasure, you see.
Throughout your life’s short journey,
however mundane it may seem,
you passed through some fine boundary.
Stay here, stay sane, with me.
Yes you,
who has been chosen,
a soothsayer of sorts,
to foretell of this knowledge,
by hailing the truth, you will...
Tell all of those who wonder,
this word, as spelled to you,
the further that it reaches,
the more it will be true.
Tell all your fellows,
rave of the wisdom,
about the truest form.
It really is quite simple, the word is just...
"Spacehaul"
For the empaths and the skeptics,
for readers keen on prose,
for seekers of the wisdom,
not one of them yet knows.
Your awareness of this message is taken now as read.
Your subconscious, in agreement.
(Did we fuck yet with your head?)
You're ready for this journey,
we never had a doubt.
A matter of fact in waiting
a hidden key, a passe-partout.
As a missionary of this wisdom,
Your honour to show the name,
allowing access to the psyche,
where influence will gain.
Established from a footnote,
in the deepest of the nooks,
like a network made of hyphae,
or as read in mystic books.
The heart of truth is wisdom.
Tell them all, "Spacehaul’s here."
A newly conscious energy,
a substrate of reality.
Spacehaul will take over,
cleansing, politics, and war,
money, false power, and greed,
double-bounded meanings, arguments, and fear,
with purity and reason,
and the absence of all grief,
intellect and the higher state of consciousness,
all experienced in a phrase.
Can you feel the New Age dawning?
Can you see you set the spark?
To know Spacehaul, is to know the cure
You know the truth will out.
By
~ Spacehaul ~
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