Sixty-Eight Seconds
Infinite intelligence, interdementional guide… ineffable.
What has become of me and what is this energy within?
Conscious feeling after words writ, a feeling of self larger
than self, universal vibrations in touch with utility.
Known guidehood, former doubt withholding… flaw seen
for what it was. Resistance crumbles and joy reigns through.
Beauty around astounds and amazes, will carry on as vibration allows
earthbound heaven that is the culmination of thought; of
consciousness. True reality. Heaven, the mystical myth, is inferior
to the beauty of now. We are creators of heaven, the heaven of
earth. Blending the physical and spiritual in a symbiotic web of emotion,
striving for the joy we desire but attuning the wrong vibration.
Hitchhiker 