BEING THERE

Run too fast
fly too high
slicing through the jesus belt
at the speed of light
vomiting-up words
to describe the indescribable

Bent like a recovering catholic
feeling the emptying
upon the tongue
not for public ear
scaling the weight of rain

Like blood to its bone
past the believe so
into a stasis of magnetic bliss
peeling off self
from everything mortal
while everything spirit watches
implosion

briefly beheld
rarely returned
otherness Dionysus

"The sapient mind of Man
is an inherent integral
in the fine-tuned physics
decoding the observed universe

Like a future selecting the past
past allowing the future -
at some measure of conscious
we get to choose the nature
of our own reality

You can’t be there
without being an instrument of it
an orchestral embrace
with tear

Scary stuff Brain Splits
Orders of Magnitude Different
non-divisible otherness
and there's no point being there
unless it's instant"