post no. 172: ( in the language of dreams )

dreaming, drowning in oceans within

the process unbearable by which any is awakening / away from an unconscious spirit (ego) that rules, to navigate an ocean until the end of time / to sculpt a mass of time is to become a god /  poetry is an extension of Spirit /  flesh is the canvas 

to save the world, one must create 

navigate the illusion / it is the journey of the world written in time /

the body of a text is the partial terrain of a world known, 

yet the unknown resides away from here, now.

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