Trip

Breathing, breathing,
Out this world seeing,
No dimensions, loosing tension.
Lifting higher, seeing further,
Breaking down, my entire.
Physical self, leave it there,
Take your soul beyond compare.
Project your conscience,
Leave with confidence,
The Devine, so Devine, so fine, so fine,
Take my hand, let’s fly.
Reality, reality? What is reality?
Does this even exist?
I want to stay here, and then I wake.
Back in the ‘human’ state.
What was that? How comes I could see?
It wasn’t a dream! I wasn’t asleep!
I want to go back, but I will wait-
The timing will be right, never late.

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