This is my 3rd eye

I am going to take you on trip. A trip thru white noise and burning cinders. Come to the crystal garden where the sun glows like yesterday’s memories. Inhale in the fresh air. Run your fingers thru the wet grass, as you scan the crimson perspective. For it is when I want to run away…that I dive off of realities cliff into this world that breaks my fall.

In this world there are no predators or threatening creatures. The balance is held by the transparency itself, denying access to the conventional…only those who have never stopped imagining can come here.

Listen carefully; I want you to close your eyes to trigger the portal. Do you see the plasma? Chase it into the never-ending form. Let the visuals channel you into a deep peaceful abstraction.

Once the door is wide open, you will take notice of the tumbler rolling back. Breaching the gateway for you to step in, without your self-importance, without your language, I invite you to enter this tranquil field.

Allow the atmosphere time enough to overwhelm your senses. Take on the discipline to process one’s consciousness slowly.

Can you smell the light rain? Do the traces of jasmine in the air delight your nose? Listen in as the stream rushes over the riverbed’s prehistoric stones. Sense the continuation of 100,000 year old vegetation…and just know that before you even open your eyes, this is the most spectacular place you have ever seen.

If reality is defined by the intake processors, then set your imagination’s heading to unrestricted and open your eyes once you have done so.

Take in the green hills that roll along this place. The cobalt blue sky catches your attention…so feel free to stare long at the sky filled with exotic birds and creatures…and when you’re ready, follow me…there’s something I want to show you.

Down the trail of cobblestones we go, as the cinnamon fields amaze you. Watching the animals watch you, every stone shines its light to be seen. “This place is the dragon dock,” I tell you as we arrive on a creaky, old wooden platform stretching out into the sky. To the left and right are giant lanterns that light up the foggy cove around us.

“Grab some lettuce.” I say as you look around you. In a flowerbed lined with amethyst…you find oversized, deep green leaves of lettuce that you would’ve sworn just two seconds ago…were flowers.

The crackling of the crisp wet leaves, releases an organic scent of pure life into the air, as you run your fingers through the cool, earth in your hands.

“Shhhh…here she comes.” I say…as you take a knee like I do at the edge of the bridge. We sit a moment in silence, giving you the chance to take this all in. I mean, look around you…the air is charged with lightning bugs and fairies that sparkle the dark shades of this landscape. We sit quietly as a fuzzy, little creature with sand colored fur comes inconspicuously from the hazy bridge. You sit stupefied in awe, as she begins to nibble on the lettuce from your hand. “She’s too little to ride just yet, but her flying is getting better every day…” I say.

You run your hand along her back and across her feathery wings as she purrs with content. “What’s her name?” you ask, “Timoa…” I say… “Look! There is her mom, Kyra.” As an elegant sight comes into view, as Kyra lands gracefully with a wingspread of at least 6 metres, at the edge of the dragon dock…and there you sit speechless, and this is just the beginning.

This is my 3rd eye

st0rm

Miltenberg, Germany

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A poetic journey thru the organic side of imagination

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