My heart swings
when I hear your calling
the electrical grid lights up
and I rejoice,
gracefully living and dreaming.
I repeat the mantra you taught me
the Andromedan galaxy opens up
you smile at my breathing technique
Who will exit the inversion?
I hear you whisper through the Stargate
introspecting whether my physique
can handle the upgraded frequency.
Timelines collapse
as I swirl through multidimensionality
Ninety degrees!
I keep repeating to myself
It’s the angle I’m aiming for
to travel back home
through the cradle of Lyra and Sirius B.
Your wings scattered through the ether,
one buried inside the octahedron in Egypt
another one covered by sand, deep under the sea
Atlantis, Lemuria,
how grateful I am
to share your abundant history.
They’ve taken my crown
ridiculed me throughout centuries
Ancient wisdom, scrolls, and books,
learn to decipher the imprint, the geometry
carved into stones with laser beams.
I’m present.
I’m here.
Waiting for you to admit
the reason why you’re here
is because of us,
pyramids.
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