Soul Journey

onepauly

 

its now in these precious times

listen i to my inner sound like chimes

letting me drift into a distinctive

different sort of place

in my own core

at sensual peace

to wholly embrace

a beautifully atuned becoming

not lost in space

energies from infinite sources

varieties of colorful sounds

feelings with intimate bliss

psychedelic pressurized intensities

electromagnetically held in union

a playfully pushing and pulling liquid

not unlike quicksilver

a central black spot or dot

moving through it at my will

the round black growing smaller

disappearing into oblivion

following an explosion

richer velocities of creativity

expanding meaningfully fulfilling

  • Author: onepauly (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2017 18:27
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Lala

    Thats deep, great work, i enjoyed it.



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