Sticking to the
Rickety, spackled, rattling
Loopdeeloop law of attraction
To the past, the lasting remnant of a monster mashing
Passing in the light of what is happening
Now
Now
Now we see, we feel what is free.
It happens now, its happening.
It's tippy toe traversal of your somber slog through familiar muddy fallows
Find your feet
And free them in your sight.
Stand alive, alight,
And shine your brightness for the world's waiting eyes
Grace us with the sight of who you are
Not character, operating your equation
In sub par stereopticonic
Dramas
Farm a following of here, within,
Abounding in the space, belied by fearful curtains
Dangling in threatening wind blown blusters
Trust in what is, not what thinks
Trust
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