Purifier, open flames and binded sage in a space that feels claustrophobic,
Scholastic rays orchestrated to the waves belonging to spectrum of emotions
Interplay the way we intrepid vivid and vague, gentle haze bathed in Van Gogh circles
Circus from a current and some circuits, absurdity even the mundaneness of moments
Before we’re frozen and framed in a fit of rage, “control+alt+delete” to blissful Sonoma
Like an array of quartz crystals in a waltzing motion, illuminate for mental focus
Light in stark darkness, a walking aurora borealis throughout caverns of the broken
Carnal convulsions from the misdirect of base urges, lost amidst a wilderness of fossils
Atop the chakra channels— building blocks, nations rise and fall by the twist we model
If only in the mind we exist, perhaps the idea persists beyond matters and ivory walls
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