oh wise stars tell me of your blinding light let me travel on the beam of colour transcending the earthly to the godly as it all moves by stationary as it seems what is changing is thought nothing more nothing less i act therefore i move i think therefore i act transgressions upon transgression into what i know not from my centre all is seen no bearing on anyone else there is more and more just need to get there or here .
whilst painful never dull
Posted - Oct 24 2016 : 1:55:43 PM
