|Open wide, space and time distort the mind.|
Convergent ConsciousnessBurning ghost heavensConvergent Consciousness by tanksmallcape
in the ichor sky
Pulling me closer, closer,
closer to the blind, vapid Godhead
and the writhing vines
from the face of Pan
that consume me
Have you felt the weight
and the sadness
Of psilocybin dreams and cannabis dazes?
Where dreams of jumping freight trains
to the edge of night, Reached from the cold taut fibers
of the trampoline altar
And if the stars themselves could guide me to you
We would live forever
beneath their eidolon gazes.
The Pillar of BeingI. MuladharaThe Pillar of Being by tanksmallcape
Of the solid imminence
Earth beneath our feet
The domain of change
The sublime fluidity
And the vast ocean
That which is felt but unseen
Churning void of air
Heart-mind of passion
Governing the rising force
Throat of the yogic body
Music of the spheres
Seat of all wisdom
Flowering psychic organ
Of the outer planes
The supernal mind
Ten thousand-petaled lotus
PermafrostMicrocosmic descent of icy deathPermafrost by tanksmallcape
From nebulous skies of ages past
Like silver dust from the Monarch's breath
Summer finally breathes its last
OdysseyI have gazed upon countless other worlds;Odyssey by tanksmallcape
I have heard the whispering of the spheres.
Across the yawning blackness of the void,
into my dying body's ears.
The wonders I behold provide solace
from an existence wretched and scarce to keep
My earthly form lies crippled
in eternal haunted sleep.
My soul flies across burning nebulas;
above the frozen peaks of dying stars.
Over the crystal seas of Venus
and the towering pyramids of Mars.
Yet there is no place for me here
beneath this boundless cosmic dome
For I have gazed upon countless other worlds
but still I cannot find home.