(Warning: The following is just abstract tangents of thoughts, this is not intended to be informative or entertaining.)
Have you ever felt shattered yet entangled?
Frozen in your tracks while set ablaze?
This surreal confusion keeps me awake at night.
I'm searching for an intersecting point between hundreds of parallel tangents; I know it exists. I've felt it, touched it; I've been blessed with a chance to embrace this collision of everything. I've embraced torture while being worshiped. I've embraced righteousness while being perverse. I've embraced brilliance while being very dark. My hold lasted for only a moment, but I remember it vividly; I've been aimlessly wandering for it since.
This is the pain that comes with being a creative being. Listening for a harmony that explains everything. Browsing for a symbol that exposes the great I AM. Looking for evidence that God is everything and God is nothingness. So I attempt to blend blasphemy with praise...to see what sticks.
These are the late night rants of lucid lunatic. Piecing my thoughts together in the moment of clarity that resides in the space after orgasms and before dreaming. In this space between spilling my seed and sleeping, my ambitions are laid to rest and my brain begins to flicker. The room is swirling yet the world is standing achingly still.
Goodbye reality...Hello dream...
Maybe, one day, I'll introduce you to each other.