Do You Listen ?

And In This Moment That Arrives When You Least Expect It ,

The Whiplash Of Memory Meeting The Accident Of Tomorrow ,

When The Strands Of Fate Converge In One Point Of Possibility

And All Manifests As That Being Of Your Becoming...

Do You Listen ?

Do You Hear Yourself Think As You Speak Your Hidden Desire

Drawn Forth From The Closeted Rooms Of Your Consciousness

Seduced By Your Sensual Id Into Your New Identity ,

And Held Fast By The Bondage Of Your Cordings Of Choice ?

What Is This Beast Set Loose Upon The Face Of Existence ,

What Masks Upon The Visage Of Your Essence Do Play ,

What Be The Reason , Or No Reason At All , For This Passage

This Initiatory Revolution As Order To Chaos To Order Again ?

Hearken To Your Mystery , The Unfoldment Of Your Infinite

For It Echoes As Timelines Of The Armchair Traveler ,

Roadworn , And Set Upon , By Unrealized Creations ,

Unfulfilled Passion , And The Rejections Of The Self...

For When Your Librarian Of Records Shall Wander Hallways

Of Your Mind , Shushing The Voices , And Dusting Data ,

What Shall You Claim Is Not Yet Writ , Or Brought Forth

As Word Made Flesh ?

For These Be The Questions As Ripples Beneath Your Surface

These Be The Waves Of Your Future Past Come To Call

And In Your Rebirth , Eternal And Ecstatic , Enveloped

And Released , Cocooned And Given Wing , There Be All Your

Discovery And Experience And Essential Nature...


And I Ask You...Do You Listen ?