Do you ever sit still, in the silence of the night, and fade into everything and nothingness?
Pulse slows to a crawl, nothing moving at all, ‘cept the stuff that can’t be turned off.
I AM the particles… I AM the space in between…
My dreams are the truth, and my truth is the dream.
But as I quietly await,
the soft tugging of Fate,
to guide me to paths unseen…
I can’t help but ponder,
about this spell I am under…
And what all of this really means.
Maybe there isn’t a meaning… Maybe I give it a meaning… Maybe meaning is everything!
Maybe I’m God, with a blow to the head…
so that I can feel more alive, than the desperately dead,
And when I wake up, I’ll smile and believe…
this was the best fucking gift, I’ve ever received!
And I’ll pat myself on the back…
and give a large grin,
And say,”Holy shit!
Let’s do that again!!!”
I’ll slap Myself in the face and say, hold on…
How bout we take a nap first, cause damn,
That was really fucked up, son.
Lol, I swear I’m not high… this is just my normal state of being.
Yes, I know… sigh. 🙂
Probably why weed doesn’t do a thing for me.
Love you!!! ❤