Reconstruction Mirage of Rainbow illusions
Wind stirs up, smelling moistness in the
air
Thundering from distances above below
Winds clear up back again
Everything and nothing back to dust and emptiness within
the rainbow
When floods down in emotions
Embrace them and drown yourself in these
perpetual cycles of hallucinations of love, hate, regrets, sunshine, and dark
moons
Solid shots of animal’s instincts welcome
you back to the real jungles
Metaphoric, synchronic n’ symbolic, simultaneous
n’ instantaneous, ubiquitous with uno locactivity ……..
A spear into the heart is the feelings of
being there at the moment
Fangs into arteries wake you up from the resurrections
of incarnations
Moralities happened when you lost all definitions
of moralities
Humbleness happened when you’ve forgotten
about it
True connections established when nothing
is being established
Cold shots of warm blood
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