From the depths of my psyche appears a relative reality, my conscious contains the godhead of totality. Within this continuum I perceive evolution, organically accelerated by divine retribution. Transitions of light prepare me for my travel, as my pineal transcends me at it unravels. As my soul leaves my body I prepare for this flight, in a deep trance I leave and begin such a plight. The spirit within me travels through particles, my existence transverses with the aid of botanicals. The linearity of time, it crumbles and falls, as I hear the voice of the astral call.
Authors get paid when people like you upvote their post.
If you enjoyed what you read here, create your account today and start earning FREE STEEM!
If you enjoyed what you read here, create your account today and start earning FREE STEEM!