Quantum-Psychic-Metaphysical Pollution

Heavens help me.
I'm confused.
For Heaven's sake
just a sign, give me a clue.
Any remedy will do.
A label, a stereotype, a form.
Such a simple way to cause a swarm.

I've been cursed since my birth,
but I'm different now I swear.
A higher sense of understanding at the tip of my tongue.
Come and whisper what the rain has sprung.

There's a ringing in my ear.
The old me's about to disappear.
I can feel it coming now.
I've heard them call it Tao.

The man
The myth
The union
It's all there for you to take communion.

Just another word for common.
Communication, words travel time wave zero oscillation.
spiral in, spiral out
What was that rambling Jew talking about?

Are we one? Are we independent?
Is this relative or absolution?
Faulty forms cloud minds in a quantum-physic-metaphysical pollution.

I am you, you are me,
right now, have been, will be.
Infinite matrix cast reflections,
no wonder minds in sync decipher connections.

Right from the start, still not in action.
What will it take to fill man's satisfaction?
I'm tired of this chain-reaction.
In fact it's making me quite bored.
Goodbye to my ego, my habits, and the lord.

Steadily Traveling

Steadily traveling back to the top.
Hope I don't experience transient jet lag.

Can't bare the wear and tear,
my body takes from my mind's dare.

Behind my peripheral vision's peak,
Obvious answers seem too Greek.

Hidden in the depths of this great decline,
souls and mind intertwine with divine.