fishing in a black hole

    
hopscotching stars I enter another dimension  
sensation through touch is the only communications here  
a being rubs my arm...my hairs stand on end  
it's deja vu...I know these creatures...  
 
heightened awareness makes me acutely aware I'm nude  
clothing is a barrier to keep others out  
there are no such walls here...they block the senses  
 
palm touches palm in way of a greeting  
great orbs look into mine...I don't look away  
charged as a with-holder of universal truths means death  
 
here expanding one's thoughts is the prime directive  
in a society of em-paths, there are no secrets but there is courtesy  
we always announce our presence...lovely ones  
 
subversive factions are pressed in upon by force  
all memory contains traces of original intent  
they always get to the heart of the matter  
humanities form of interrogation is equivalent--  
to fishing in a black hole it yields only part of the story  
 
they are a frightening society using the old magics  
we've come so far as a society to be tricked into shutting our minds--  
minds closed...we rather have a gadget than any real power  
 
they are tricksters, for example, they gave us the medical key  
but not without paying their brand of taxes  
have you ever seen the list of side effects?  
in the fine print it says they can experiment on you guilt free--  
 
they follow rules of a hierarchy..laughing when they are frightened  
but there are those greater than them in terror  
backing off quickly when they get involved  
in my dealings with them I prefer the latter  
deadly yes but you know where you stand with them  
 
then there is the light nation imbued with nature  
their's is the purest form of magic  
it comes free on the ethereal waves...no tricks  
 
I have witnessed them intervene on my behalf  
they called foul when I once smoked some pot  
and it knocked me out leaving me incapacitated  
when you really need them they are there  
passed out yet safe...they exited the men smoking with me  
stating illegal use of magic as the rule broken  
 
in my days I have learned both the light and the dark art  
it's been eighteen years now since I slipped into this dimension  
they are curious of my true origins  
they gossip I'm a more powerful creature  
than they've encountered thus far  
 
could I be? is there such a thing?  
as Mother