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Creator Son


Dark smoke hazing through
The deep forest
Trails developed from great questions
All leading to the answers
In my open mind
There is a force attracting me
I come upon a heavy place
I sit inside this old tree
Embracing all of its wisdom and energy
The power of the spirit
Enlightens me
Opening every cage
Erasing every pattern of thought
Clearing the illusions
One is what I feel
One is where I stand
One is who I am
The forest disappears
Nothing exists
I am sitting in the void
Creating and destroying
Swimming through
Worlds that have failed
I erase the past and
Create a beginning

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LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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While sitting in that tree, best wait for the effects of what you smoked to wear off before you try to stumble about the forest.

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