Lateralus

Lateralus 

In the beginning,

created, the Creator -the Creation, 

then gave the power to human to,

recreate, co-create - the Creation. 

Hallowed with divine powers infinite

drawing with delicate dance of eyes,

singing with intricate sound of voice

conceives the beating heart 

A breathing Art.  

And whats coming through is alive. 

But the warrior with divine powers infinite

is captured on barbaric and baffling battlefield

with cruel devices, engineered to crucify

the celestial cosmos of Imagination. 

Now ensnared in the pit of doom and shadows, 

shrouded in slime of gross despair,

slave to syllabus tormenting and treacherous, 

bear the graded grand rape of wisdom. 

Within the pits of ignorant delight. 

beat the brain to pulp and piss. 

Mechanically retch the pulp to trench

and squander the precious power to wit

Electrocute the intellect and flush it all

and compute unceasing, incessant bullshit. 

Yet in the deep depths of deadly pit

screams the soul and turns to sing

and the heart paints with blood and ink.

Cold chains lie broken on ground 

the warrior takes a leap of faith

to evovle from the life of wraith 

And ascends an artist-alive...

To embrace the desire,

to feel the rhythm, 

to feel connected,

enough to step aside and 

weep like a widow. 

to feel inspired,

to fathom the power,

to witness the beauty,

to bathe in the fountain,

to swing on the spiral.

of our divinity and

still be a human...

To fight to find the flow of life

against the inevitable friction,

become the authors of our own fiction.

Everywhere chords of life are flowing 

create Music,

not noise.

And as the circle of life is growing

spiral out.

Keep going.