so it seems
so everything is evolving
in it's silence
our unseeing eyes
search out yet do not see
all of us
we look for answers
we misunderstand maybe
maybe we can't even comprehend
i want to just
breathe
breathe in and as i open my eyes
with my open heart and open mind and ears
if i am even able to summon such things out or into me
if i desire tha t which made those things, i will recieve..
i will be able to see
i WILL see
i WILL recieve
and then i will finally be at peace
i will let go then
for there will nolonger be this
STRUGGLE
this FIGHT where all hands are bloody
all hands are chained
all that we've been fighting for will
never be taken from us again
and we will breathe
we will rest
weightlessness...
i imagine it like running
so hard
all is trembling
not stopping
running from hounds of hell itself
trying to hold hands for support
a temporal refuge of some sort
we won't be able to
it won't even matter
all that has mattered so much down here
all this time
en we all knew
running
running and crying
running and summoning
running and belief is wut will continue to draw to you
every step further away from all this will be a milestone
it will be another concious choice
furtherment of repentance
furtherment of belief
furtherment of hope
furtherment of this everpresent lingering tenseness
furtherment of the understandings we've always longed for
the fruit will ripen and fall in storms
we will know
wut has been unfathomable
and we will rejoice
we will all remember
we all will struggle more than we ever thought possible
desire and the void of ourselves will eclipse ourselves
and we will either be consumed by trying to consume as much as we can
or
the void will fill
and never haunt us again
en we will lift off this ground
from which our bones were made
on which we lived these lives
en we will be taken into the atmosphere
we will hear our true names
we all will choose
then we will all know righteous fear
for the first time
and the last time ever
the everlasting Love will move upon us
claim us and cloak us
from the darkness devouring all that chose to be of itself...
everything is so difficult for me to share.
the end is near.
you know.
in it's silence
our unseeing eyes
search out yet do not see
all of us
we look for answers
we misunderstand maybe
maybe we can't even comprehend
i want to just
breathe
breathe in and as i open my eyes
with my open heart and open mind and ears
if i am even able to summon such things out or into me
if i desire tha t which made those things, i will recieve..
i will be able to see
i WILL see
i WILL recieve
and then i will finally be at peace
i will let go then
for there will nolonger be this
STRUGGLE
this FIGHT where all hands are bloody
all hands are chained
all that we've been fighting for will
never be taken from us again
and we will breathe
we will rest
weightlessness...
i imagine it like running
so hard
all is trembling
not stopping
running from hounds of hell itself
trying to hold hands for support
a temporal refuge of some sort
we won't be able to
it won't even matter
all that has mattered so much down here
all this time
en we all knew
running
running and crying
running and summoning
running and belief is wut will continue to draw to you
every step further away from all this will be a milestone
it will be another concious choice
furtherment of repentance
furtherment of belief
furtherment of hope
furtherment of this everpresent lingering tenseness
furtherment of the understandings we've always longed for
the fruit will ripen and fall in storms
we will know
wut has been unfathomable
and we will rejoice
we will all remember
we all will struggle more than we ever thought possible
desire and the void of ourselves will eclipse ourselves
and we will either be consumed by trying to consume as much as we can
or
the void will fill
and never haunt us again
en we will lift off this ground
from which our bones were made
on which we lived these lives
en we will be taken into the atmosphere
we will hear our true names
we all will choose
then we will all know righteous fear
for the first time
and the last time ever
the everlasting Love will move upon us
claim us and cloak us
from the darkness devouring all that chose to be of itself...
everything is so difficult for me to share.
the end is near.
you know.