…..It’s all incredible with no end near, no one to run to, the gods don’t care, the suit you was born with, you’ll no longer have to wear, once freed you’ll no longer bleed nor breed, from one dimension to the next, our reality is so complex, just when you thought it was the end, nature comes with a new spin, and now life is at it again; from one cocoon to the next, that last life was just a flex, in a cell deep in a muscle in life’s body, an identity that can be so calming; retroactive words from a previous life, that touches all I’ve lived, I’m still that scribe seeing through time and space, in deep meditations I can still feel the robe draped over my shoulders and the Mala beads by my waist.