Don’t really know where it started nor if it ever really ends
There’s no such things as finite
It’s all about engaging in the endless beginning
Across the lights of the galaxies
An etheric butterfly hatched since eternities
Moving around the many dimensional layers of reality
Stumbled upon many mysteries
As the eternal creative flame once again rose
From its long slumber in eternities
To expand in all directions
The weaving web of Maya
From the absolute
Our giant quest waving towards the unknown
Felt as eternity started once again
Slipping through the train of memories
Our minds opened up to observe more clearly
The genius of thought process
Finding ourselves in an historical discontinuity
As we forgot our heroic origins
Not remembering how we got here
How do we know where to go?
If we don’t remember were we came from
As the present unravels
With the mysteries of this existence
On our planetary dimension
I sense the deepening of fiction
In our perceived everyday reality
Which becomes stranger than fiction
As dreams becomes reality
Waking up to the social fabrics
Reaching further to dissolve in a boundless self
The boundaries of matter with spirit
Seeing it all as fields of moving forces
Awakening out of time
Particles were becoming waves
How intricate the NOW seems
As we walk landscapes of possibilities
Flapping our wings
With questions of causalities
As chaotic butterflies
