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Of the Light
01/23/12
Of the Light
"The sky is peach
and nothing has
a lot of color
because
the only color
is sonic light.
The beings
that exist have
a perpetual
moving
light in a
color pattern.
This makes up
their tangible
shape. There are
trees. I hope
I see you there
someday
too.I hope I see
you there covered
in sonic light and
we will laugh about
having human
bodies. Family
on this planet
is really
just a lottery
like system, based
upon
what you decide
to come here
to learn.
You chose
your parents.
You chose to lose
your light in place
of a body
to be here -
in order
to "experience"
on a physical
emotional
realm and
someday,
when you get
there before me,
make sure that I
see the peach
colored sky
in my dreams
and that I
will
know
where to find you."
Some days
I wake up from
sleep that
brought me there,
with a precise
idea for a
piece of art
that I cannot
quite comprehend
how to make.
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