THE PALACE………………………..

oh hear ye oh hear ye from the shiny glimmering  walls of my inter palace countless boxes of memories from eons of existence displaced thoughts on tapestry decadent rails of granite elongated around twisted highways of staircases  photons of luminous light enclaved by a trajectory of my own imagination  faint phantoms whispering at my presence around every corner is a place unexplored .infinite literary works surround me from many travels of my past days next to it is and elaborated collection of knowledge gained and knowledge still to come through one of the doors is my garden a vast labyrinth of vegetation in it is thousands of rare wild orchids that spawn there own very intelligence they sometime speak to me in reverence to the awe of creation with there subtle tones I take refuge in knowing with these ears I am like that of a deaf man but my ears is not ears of a man but the renaissance of astral sensory my nostrils our no longer in use for I breath through my very skin my eyes our no use to me for I see all of the lure of this imaginary  illusion for what it is and what will be. Matter and anti matter canceling out the greater for the greater good in my palace I have seen many wonders some frighting an some so remarkably liberating and intriguing  similar to flickering lights demons of past aggressions so vividly in clear so I clean out all of my deepest darkest closets so the filtiness disperse and trouble me no more in the upper rooms are my contemplations of intellectual views of topics beyond the physical realm with questions who do they say I am? answers seems to echo back to me as if I was trapped in the innards of the Tibetan mountains tens of thousands of feet below surface. in one of my rooms there is a lama who teaches me  esoteric teachings inside the door inside of the door theres a monastery carved from the face of great rock running next to it is a lifted ocean levitated in thin air that represent my limitless pools of desire often I’m tempted to stay in this place engulfed in its many secrets practices and theories and the guidance through untold dimensions. For now I must leave this place knowing I can return in light speed on the bi-ways of mental lay lines……………..D.D. Kirkland

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By perfectblack Posted in Awake

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