When colorful hues turn the hour of the day, all
disembodiments rise untwined from the mind,
you are free.
From seated stars, silent along the peaceful night stream
- with harmonious individuality i experienced
rich full distant meaning, inside a car of friends, alone;
psi powers river through my blood, my world..
I no longer experienced the stars above me
The rotating constellation mingled with my consciousness
And created the purest white substance of love and
wisdom
Where the earth was put to a pause, and all knowledge
cracked my skull in silence..
Never was the guidance of the dead more fruitful
and known in my body.
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