Your soul knows
Which way the beat goes
Like a heartbeat through time
Frequencies vibrating back and forth on the scale of millennia
Wobbling to and fro like a cosmic drumhead
In thousand year cycles
Left to right
Up to down
Top to bottom
Back and forth
Black to white
Life to lifeless
Through creation and annihilation
And back again
And at the end of the dance
we all know each others name
we just forget them
before the next one starts
We are all energy. Energy vibrating on different wavelengths and frequencies.
Big, fleshy, neurotransmitter soaked electromagnetic receivers; jacked into the godhead and able, by thought, meditation, hallucinogens, and even pure will alone, to turn the dial as it were and get a glimpse of those other channels.
The shiny junk of Norrin Radd!
If you don’t, Galactus will eat our planet.
By the way if anyone here is in advertising or marketing… kill yourself.
No, no, no it’s just a little thought. I’m just trying to plant seeds. Maybe one day, they’ll take root – I don’t know. You try, you do what you can. Kill yourself.
Seriously though, if you are, do.