Galactic Love

I saw the universe in his eyes

but finiteness in his words.

The space between those unspoken

Enlarging the one between us.

Maybe in an an alternate reality

His actions will speak louder

and he will look deep into me

and see Forever.

 

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Metempsychosis

I put my phone away and intrepidly look up at the path ahead. I am in a state of metempsychosis. My soul has been converted from a robotic slave to a free human being. I am in control of my thoughts and desires. I feel like I can accomplish anything! But when I try to lock eyes with other humans, I am in awe. Everyone else is still entrapped by their screens, not even aware of my gaze. My pleading eyes have no impact. This is the reality we live in: one in which we constantly attempt to escape reality. No matter where we go, we are always alone. My liberated soul weeps for mankind.

For Chester Bennington

Your music will honour your soul tonight

And those who have died aimlessly

Victims of a world that values currency

over serenity.

Death can be more appealing than life

For the eternal peace from this reality

May seem a more logical choice

during these hard times.

Hate is the President

Intolerance is the Vice.

Well, I refuse to accept

that no more good remains

On this planet.

It takes but only a moment

To entice

Fond memories

With a familiar song in the background

And your imagination running free.

In the end, it matters, indeed.

 

 

 

 

 

Moonlight Musings

In a world that has taught me

That success has a currency,

I would like to extract

That it can be measured

By the amount of lives

I have positively impacted.

And as such, I do believe

Happiness is simple to achieve;

I revel in the moonlit sky

And allow imagination’s eye

To transport me

Into the outskirts

Of the universe.