Unraveling a mystery; interpreting a vision of complexity

Here you cant be yourself, because you have no self.

I am deep inside of an unknown place. . .In a mindless sort of way.

Surrounded by the substance of soul
My mind swims around a field of stillness.

All the threads that bind us to existence are vivid and strong.

Secret worlds and faraway places
recollection of memories long forgotten, but never deserted.
Calling my name quietly, I hear a whisper and wake up from my dream.

You barely touched me, while fully embracing me
Waves of inspiration come crashing in.

No longer chasing desires.
What was once above me is now below.
I caught a glimpse of your dream, it was the one with me in it.

Now I'm watching you watch me, and its the most beautiful thing I could have imagined.

Meeting me where the sun rises.
Giving me reason, giving me something to say.

We dont need a reassurance to know if were alive.
You feel it and I feel it, so strongly that nothing else matters.
We are Here.

Everlasing Obscurity

Bring me back into the world of twists and turns, seeing endless color,
hallucinations and illusion, taking me away into the place of excitement and purity. Maybe it was the drug, a high lasting so long. I could find my way inside of you. I could live inside the artwork, I could feel the creation of everything, I have seen it in the eyes, they were everywhere, looking at me, the real me.

I couldn't hear the sounds for so long, I couldn't taste the food, the scent made me miserable and the illusion made me feel empty, after feeling this, nothing has come close to the amazement I felt, I can feel rain pouring on me. my hair Soaking wet. I don't want to respond to this nothingness, there is empty space and rejection from another.

I don't try anymore with them, I found myself in a different world,
existing in a place of organic essence, the night was the same, wondering how i might come in contact with this new way of life.

Ambiguous Mystification

Seeing a whirling mass of deceit, Its tired, its tender, its lacking in clarity, its an indistinct shape I can not name, this was something unintentional, so uncertain the true meanings have been disputed, there had been a distinguishing significance about the source at some point.

-thinking the next day will bring serenity. Going on, moving on, not looking back, being bothered, pretending to be sane, being able to relate to that madness. Can one really not see it? -Can it be that its non existent, falling with nothing for too many reasons.

Now untouched and forgotten, underestimated and misjudged for its true value and purpose.
it now suffers and feels the pain you have become numb to.

Its simplicity, and its contradicting, you may not accept or understand that its alright to embrace it, and to leave this as it is. Your meaningless interpretations make no difference now, nor will they ever, because this life is untouchable and this life is not controlled or manipulated by anything in existence.

Your Pretend Non-existent Reality.

Everything was a dream, I live in this unique world, a private world, away from yours.

Creating your world, its my amazing power, I have whole worlds and ideas of existence in my own mind,

I like to see you come unplugged.
I am the authentic human being who matters most, Im dont question weather you matter or not, because as you already know you're inside my everything, you exist inside my mind, and you're here because I exist in yours. and you are the viable, elastic piece of life that possessed my inner soul.

If the only things that are real are those that never change and stay the same, and if EVERYTHING in this life changes, Nothing is ultimately real. I told you I may as well be a figment of your imagination. You give me some short, shallow minded response, and I know how much must I scream this out.. its nothing, but its alright, and its reassuring, then its safe so long as you can become intertwined.

Enter my web, come into my line, step outside of your self and come fly away with me, let me show you the ways in which things will come into place.

You might have never existed, because you grew inside me, and became me. You might have disappeared and where does it leave my sense of self?

All of your mind inside of my life is what will truly exist, all of my love inside your veins can run smoothly.

If you wouldn't have given me the answers, you would have been right, for the truth of freedom is all I need from you, and again you will exist, your here, I will clearly see you, you feel yourself, and you know of what is, and you felt nothing inside me, but you felt the source of everything, and you were still alive, without being real, you know what it was like to be the life.

You're pretend reality will create you, and a life in which you exist, and you're pretend world will create again a non existent reality, and in that will move you to put this idea outside of yourself and you will turn things against yourself, then you go back into that hopeless nothing, even more nothing then before, not the one in which im always there, your fake sense of being will bring into existence your fake sense of home, and complicate unnecessary situations, then I can promise your unrealistic places will create illusions for all those inside of it, so please give this universe back I ask you.

You now will let me take it and slowly transform it, perfectly into something real for you, because I know that's all you want, is for me to give you truth. I will give it substance and aspects, little pieces of my certainty that feels I am life, and I will assure you that I am aware of this thought and that creature.

So in a very important way, this can never be something real, unless you come inside...go to me, and out into nothing and fly all at once, you might make it true, but not as you experience me inside you or imagine your mind to be there, and to make it become self.

Climb above the Quick moving eyes of humanity

This life is the eye that watched before coming into place.

Standing at great eminence looking over it all, standing at a peak, above the trees that block my vision, beyond the clouds of judgment that confuse my mind.

I see only all the truth of life, and in that calm realization of truth I am at peace, I am okay with it all.

I turn my affection inward and outward at the same time, penetrating the same source, having no part in humanity, but still living life apart of everything.

Having no painful memories of human emotion, only living deep inside of the imagination and abstraction, being part of the whole, knowing every possibility exists within this moment.

In the world above the eyes, I have found my salvation.

random insight: Science and mathematics Run parallel to reality, they symbolize it, they squint at it, They never touch it -RobinsonJeffers