Untitled 3000 Poem by Josephe Buchanan

The crystal stairs of my inner heaven have no glass ceilings where
political agendas became minuscule in the face of cosmic oceans. To
expand in a panoramic polarized picture is the way of uprooting the
long end of inner cosmic thermodynamics.

To ride the wave is to be one with the ebb and flow of masters who's eternal life never had to be subjected to reptilian graves. She who rises her inner depths of fire letters only complements the kundalini deep within human's T 11 vertebrae called the ladder of love. He who understands his inner purpose had to predate the false sense of misplaced cosmic circuses that did not have elephants outside of Vishnu.

Circles within circles become the circumference of the long lost mysteries that caused us to climb up our inner crystal stairs. So far removed from genetic memory of being a
small salmon in the fresh water rivers of the Heavenlies.

Born from fire, he became she and materialized into it.
Vibrations of love becomes light particles that predate the divine
marriage of hydrogen and helium burning. Thus becoming the eternal untitled.