Ten thousand days
will never be enough for the fire
that burns within me
like a tested shrive
that comfortably turns the stomach
in a shrively bunch
where visuals ascend
and the mind bends
around the light
like a retina's escape
fron the pupil's night
till poke-a-dotted moon heads
of a cap listen to the sounds of the music that plays
when the darkness descends and fills the cup
in an illustrious density
that meets both ends
until you realize that you are weightless
and can effortlessly move up

Like a perfected flesh
of a good eye
that has been prepared for long
in such a tedious manner
that nothing can set it aside
not even the empty satellites
that drink down hatred for the ones who would bridge the cut

But I am a being of trascending energy
and I graciously thank those ahead of me
who have led me to their sup

It's the time for purity
where diabetes isn't worth the sedation
and where focused abilities
only go so far
because of the drug

The nothingness
and empty space that is the many's stronghold
will come down stone by stone
for I personally am the evidence
and the substance
that is standing again with breath
apart from the judgment of science's and Christian opinions' cuffs

Looking down the barrel of the gun
there is no evil entertaining of such things
as what would happen if sin manifests
for I am perfect
where evil or good
just as I am a witness
and just as I hold the key to the balance
that eats away through simplicity
the patronizing wannabe euphoria
of those who would rather not think
who live asleep
and think that hidden knowledge, wisdom, and understanding
is a danger
and something that is not practical
just as they do not estimate the occult (occult means hidden)
even though the prudent hide knowledge
even though we shall all have secret names
and even though Jesus Himself loves to give us things that can't be touched
if you know what I mean
when I mean that we are peculiar special aliens
who can have something that no one else has
though we can have what everyone else has
as it applies to the way that is made
through our finding of ourselves
in the divinity that we clutch