First ray of light

Introduction to being aware of

Taking turns in shifting from fiction

To living in constraint.



It's real but changing

My form is changing

My consciousness changes.



Waves of moments

Patterns of phrases, endless or elusive

They keep being continuous

Being aware of what it takes to live

Is keeping me sane, so sane.



The art is born, the eyes wide open

Diffuse colors projected on your retina

Watch the play, divert the primal shapes

Primal shapes in disarray.



The art is born, for we are becoming

Slaves of thought

Using the stream of consciousness.



Prove the senses

Taste the ambience of feelings

And make contact

Here you are

Aware

In direct confrontation

With your inner self.



The constrained reason

Has to be erased.



Here I am

Exploring and expanding my senses.



Constructive building, new minds

The tools are given

BY nurture or nature

Time to apply the physics

New seeds

These wheels turn forever

Endeavor after emotion

We are all part of this perspective

We recreate and we contemplate our answers.



Conquer as you strive for a victory

On fortified feelings they are part of you.



First ray of light

Introduction to being aware of

Taking turns in shifting from fiction

To living in constraint

Constrained reason has to be erased.



Currents of emotions, electricity

Behind the eyes, machines are running

Organic, continuous

Conducting the sounds into feelings

Sights into predictions

Reliving, observing

The worlds endless exchange

Meridian of the moment.