Let the vision arrive,
And go free.
Who desires to repress and ridicule us?
Who demands our incarceration?
Who sends out the troops to kill us?
Who wars against the truth?
I claim my medicine, my adventure,
the peril and the exaltation of my birth,
I invoke the way of angels and demons,
I rescue myself from the deep.
Whatever is the world,
I will see it with my own eyes,
The ineffable, the unknown.
To be a man, not a ghost,is my ambition,
To know, not to believe,
To live, not merely exist,
To be and not to have.
Let the spirit fetch and guide me,
Explore and transform me,
Annihilate me and bring me forth.
Spiralling plant forms and geometries dancing,
Auroras of music,
Miracles of memory theatre!
I follow myself from conception
Through simultaneous dimensions of being,
Self-shapes, ever-growing, ever-changing,
Endless revelry of forms.
Supreme intelligence
Courses through me,
All my bones, tissues, organs, nerves and processes,
Scanning and correcting errors, repairing the damage,
I watch my mind’s nuclear reactions,
Subatomic explosions and drifting clouds,
The functioning of the machine.
O, spirit, have you come to show me
My destiny,
The destiny of the world?
Hieroglyphs, patterns swarm in the air,
Pharaonic gateways to other realms,
The terror,the majesty
Of spiralling outward and inward
Into alien space,
All spirit matter pulsing with harmonics,
Pure mathematics, pure language.
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