Ascension

Enlightened minds reside in the ether, at every chance, we swim in the utterly amazing ooze of the nebulas. From up here, our minds fret not. To stay grounded in a world with infinite possibilities remains a soul chore.

i have witnessed every human emotion through the eyes of soul wanderers. Where is the love amongst us? At times it seems we are all playing monopoly. The minds of the benevolent yield tongues ranked celibate; the fool rules the brain of the masses. The revolution may be televised and orchestrated to uphold the illusion. The puppet master has hooked the strings into your spleen.

The silver lining perspective reflects fragmented optimism. Rebellious tongues take grand exits from shadow hands. Fear not, essentially, if the collective awakens we won't be forsaken.

Absolutely everything is symbolic. Play the game of the masked insane whilst ready to flee the matrix. Albeit you'll never truly know the i behind the eyes of another, love equally and just. Synchronicity strikes when path aligns with intention, as always, follow intuition.

-SoulWiseiii