THE AFRICAN DREAM SEED POD ELIXIR

By the wakes of an African dream seed pod elixir you drank before bed last night, you are lulled to sleep.

You become a solute in the solvent of shifting liminal space.

Interpolated, dissolving…

As you drift, deeply, your most sweltry fantasies begin to paint whole landscapes.

At the whim of your next heartbeat, blood floods your veins and—like dancing red silk fans—impresses effervescent imagery upon your soul.

A new world is born instantaneously—it dances timelessly before the very eyes that dwell under the furthermost recesses of your psyche.

Those very eyes stare a cosmic kindness into you.

Their pupils, like black pools…

Their ricochetting sheen, like rays of starlight—cutting, unifying, penetrative; absolutely brilliant.

Across the cheeks of the entities’ faces you find most familiar, shimmering strokes of snowy-white and a heavenly glinting substance are swept—they trail on, glimmering.

The sparkles sing…

Sounding orchestrally far and wide, the symphonies reverberate where mind and body know no bounds.

Too eloquent to sustain any sort of non-rift between heaven and earth, your body breaks. Your soul cracks free, and you float. 

Angels cradle you between enchanted wings.

You drift and rise.

Of what do you dream?

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