Divine Collective Consciousness
Slash away all the fear
I so wish and wished for us to be near
Numb the sting of anxiety and let the divine flow
Yup while driving and massaging, fit it in on the go
Unwinding at home, I channel it and it moves me to strive
Let it all become a part of me, save it to my brains hard drive
Yes of course I mourned my undisciplined and undeveloped ability
To turn my oral free flowing flitterings into a hard copy
Rapid fire insights, integrate, connotate, experience, relate
Where do I even begin, how do I translate? when? wait?
God knows I tried and struggled and I wasn’t purposefully trying to “waste”
Beat myself bitter and broke down, all imaginary I imagined the taste
Yes I escape, I float on up and rest on a heavenly cloud
Feeling you out, could I be a part of that bubbled crowd?
Inside I allow for connection so comforting and soothing
Oh my I monopolize our conversation, all annoyed and fuming?
Next day wake up and juggle with obvious reality
Each new day another gift to re-remember with synchronicity
Slippery serenity, a stuck scapegoat
Deserted without even a row boat
Sneak a peek, laugh at my trap, call me lazy
Considered maybe your perceptions are hazy?
All who have felt appreciation
blocked it with my deprecation
My shadow when drunk on fear
Will lash at you if you get too near
A double crossing defense attorney
Turns on me to intensify insecurity
When defending me, her wicked wit will strike
When too weak, wounded and wailing to rewrite
You’d think she’d have her full of whipping
Got reserves for my own private ripping
Permeable walls allow me to be accessed
for how long I wonder without awareness
Already in debt to your devotes
Catch up or you’ll never get release
Behind in payments for my oblivious ignorance
don’t know what you talkin bout, wanna dance?
I can’t feed or fathom all the expectation
Are we all getting along? I think mediation
Too mushy or touchy feely for some
Sincerely I accept autonomy for everyone
I’ll integrate some formulas and principles
Find a system to help me unite diversified rebels
The others I have attacked and ranted at
driving them deeper into their counter attack
Sharing awareness with those under a spell of manipulation
If delivered without consideration, increases retaliation
And I have been there too, circumstantial sheltered bubble land
Most don’t know what their missing and where to find a helping hand
Even if you do, beware the orientation comes with hazing
Hahaha, you’ve never heard of that? You’re not worth saving
Mock our bubble and all us born in too
We could only absorb what gets through
I borrowed down I did, I found a crack
Tried to compensate for awareness I lack
A couple of college years to blast my bubble
Added to my life a pile of random rubble
Maybe my methods and attention seem off the mark
Will things change with politics or people’s change of heart
I know my mind and its current intelligence capabilities
Leave that to those who retained their history studies
Please share with me, I don’t want to stay in the dark
Worse than I can even comprehend, we have many a shark!!
I do what I can to participate politically; I know I am not capable
To meander through a system that’s too distorted to untangle
MUCH appreciation for those who watch and stay tuned
Does your hope get thrashed, scared are we doomed?
Already at my brim with anger at all the poison and the stuff, stuff, stuff!!
Would we be in such a mess without this drive to have way more than enuff?
I watch and see self worth wither and conflict convolute while under this spell
Mourn my mental connotations pointing fingers, it’s really all of us, can’t you tell?
We all get distracted and try to find something outside to fill up our cup
We ALL came here with a divenly unique purpose to shake this place up
Living that out there is no measure
Pure potent honest pleasure
BTW, I have friends I love dear, they wear heels, with matching bags and stay in fashion
Got real worried my expression of woman got hijacked along with the definition of feminine
So many varieties of V’s, with acceptance and autonomy we can unite into a W
Whoa-mans populating half the planet, Be –You ti Full, every single one of you, it’s true
I know people like a sociologist, not into gossip or politics
Look in eyes and listen without alterior motives or sneaky tricks
My shadow can intensify with isolation, still it can’t hold a candle to my Love and Purposeful Passion
Planet Earth presence with Precious priceless people, my heart flows out with Compassion
My truth delivered with heavy emotion
Igniting mental fires and commotion
Everyday I wake up and wonder what was real
Will I figure out how to overcome this rare deal
I know there are super succulent sweet parts too
am so scared I’ll never taste them on you
Wonder who hears, are you a group with members?
Do you meet and discuss what you remember?
May I have some comfort while I try and figure this out?
I get how easily I am misunderstood and why you doubt
Whatever gurgled up out of my imagination
Was not born out of ill intention
My mind meanders and makes connotations that I can’t even follow
Stories, rants, and monologues, guess my plan is looking hollow
Oh am so sad that I wasn’t better at hearing a response
When in person I can give such attention and presence
I assumed most were supremely pissed and very impatient
So I went on defense, not who I choose to be to outwardly vent
Logistical circumstances like everyone else, out of balance, hesitation
Desire Understanding and Acceptance, allow me time for explanation?
Am I ready? I know I’ll never be enough for everyone
I’m emotionally volatile at times I’ve wished for a gun
Save yourselves from me
I only bring misery
What if I really don’t have it in me and I take you down too
I’m up, down, indecision, return again chew on what to do
And so lonely, I get it, it’s my path, doesn’t mean I have to always like it
Abnormal in more ways than I want to detail, when will I ever feel I fit
Welcomes not entirely warm, my oblivion they’ll attack
Not so easily understood for all the knowledge I lack
Even if not intended, been so warped and weary
Clueless or not I’ve been fighting loads of dreary
Mean moron you missed our messages, oh me so guilty
I do believe though, Oblivion orchestrates originALLity
All for me? Very sweet to say, but really?
Dissection and confusion metaphorically or literally
Searched literary terms on wiki…haha me so scholarly
State of mind, ditractoid , miss a word, not a bar from a note, even music not real clearly
Concerned, not just a crazy kook, conceited too
Inclusive Interconnection expanding out from me and you
We are all Divine, it’s even in the book
It’s my battle cry, or maybe my hook?
Not wiggling out of my fate
Or purposely trying to be late
Definitely have believed I am a conceited crazy kook
At least my imagination is boundless spiced with spook