There is Nothing Back Then

There is a time when my mind is free
Free of thought where I wont stop it
Or chastise it for thinking a thought
But rather, be permissible
Let it roam corners of the brain
That it does not usually go to
To explore dark pathways
And discover some hidden treasures about myself
And the world
And the make up of
Its own energy
Biology or electricity
Or a force not known to myself
In any way I see fit
To darken the lights
And shine upon the specific
Symbolic
and Meteoric under Earth
That has been trodging all along
During the times of Solstice
And Easter
And past holidays of March
Is it scary or miraculous?
There is no answer.
Observation has no emotion
The come back can be shocking
Or mundane
Or confusing
One day it will integrate
Maybe not today.
And coming back to the moment
There is no way to know
The truth is only yours and no one elses
Share it after you have experimented scientifically
But not a moment before
Your experiences are the truth, not your beliefs
Take a hot cup of shower
Delete your messages.