Fortress of silence

Enclosed in this
 fortress of silence..
fully inescapable
and impervious to intruders
as is the source
of the stress
which resides in the same vicinity
but that won't be end of me
or become the enemy
of the inner me
and now I won't intervene in this
intravenous insertion
of obscene nightmarish scenes
 and dreams
 intensifying at times
I sense ever since
I awoke.

I'm just gonna
 sit back
watch em
do what they will,
it's a skill I see
to be able to free
 yourself from feeling
  encaged and engaged to emotions,
to not contribute to creating
 commotion within your cells
  where divinity dwells
but you can't tell
 or even perceive
  that this power and path
   can provide peace however faint
    as the confusion begins to cease
       from tainting the temple
        that is your being,
from blinding you from seeing
there's no finding yourself or meaning
you gotta create it[you]
you oughta embrace it [yourself]
and ought not to disgrace this
truth and indisputable insight,
it's inside
found in
bone and mind
formed in
an unknown zone
 beyond time
flowed through
these lines and rhymes
ricocheting round
reverberated through sound
and silence,
eternally surrounding
even in gory scenes
of violence and vulgarity.

Still ultimately unseen
and ignored by those ignorant
to this omnipresent essence
making its presence known
through every conceivable
shape, color and lesson.
It's impressive power and instinct
to mystify many,
 seduce induce and entrance
through excessive
consciousness expressions,
it's contagious, this pure projection
of cosmic capabilities
is certain to enlighten and confuse
those not used to unity and unwilling
to submit to the beauty without judging.