Flip this script I’m sitting on in your passenger not table just waiting for a faeble to reach these ears its queer you’re here im counting my blessings as you wait as you’re dressing and I’m messing with these angles and I’m singing with these angels and the question and the answer tend to dance like a tendon you see its connective tissue of the souls journey
Is this need a location or are there just the right equations to reach our harmonic ressonnance as we sway and inhale energy filled beams through our skin made of energy filled manifested will?
Wrought of blood becoming a worldview and im talking to you because it’s our destiny but it is anything but destined
Enter worlds through your dreams to start seeing the seams
We are fading out of the illusion and we are becoming more realized only a sight to those who know what’s true
We are all as old as the universe and as young as we feel and if were real we are dying only to become reborn as we are every second