Exploring your own cosmos
The delicate fingers of inner temptation
Enveloped the soul.
But the bestial desires
Are more to come.
The ancient scars of delusions –
They can be healed.
The drug is your own mind.
So breath and dive…
The oceans of you…
The sweetest home of high vibrations.
A varicolored world.
Fountains of images.
The curtain fell.
The inviting call of exploration.
The internal sky.
The doors of perception
Just must be cleansed.
I’m looking for the nature of me.
But I see only the black cold sky.
The visions bring me to the Origin
I feel the end of the plastic world
I am the consequence and I’m the reason.
I am so young and I’m so old.
I’m the Creator of the Stars
I am the child in arms
I am the first ray of dawn
I am the thunder among the black skies
