Wires infront of the Sun

Sunny side up,
undivided awareness
the eye
of the storm,
the silence
of all sounds.

With our so called ‘genius’
we’re trying to heal the world
with a chemical substance
and called it our creation,
at the same time, the stuff
is infecting the very essence
of the source.

Can One split it into heaven and hell ?

It’s fragile.

Joy and pain
the inner desire,
you are no body, no thinking,
no feeling, no act,
put of these masks and be.

The dealer wants you to play along with the program,
freedom is dangerous in a small world,
the factory has to keep on burning,
nowadays with a ultra modern image
it really looks like environmental progression,
the green deal,
same old stuff, same old crap!

Much to learn in the depth of an eternal moment.