come back ascended

Once again the tide has turned
the moon pulled it up
and dropped it back down
into my lap. I wondered and
cluttered for such a long time
about nonsense and life
but not about death

then when the alarm ticks over
and you naturally formulate words,
the power shows you paths while
the mind shows you openings;
im not sure how i succumbed

then awake from this pathetic slumber
and rise above the clouds, while trying
to touch the moon. Scary thoughts can be
misleading until you have been shown how

In a moment of perfect clarity I arose - stricken with a curse that leaves me blessed
No one has a gaze fixated on black bells
as the people of the earth file into church.
Standing back, the grass is not green, yet it is sweet and sounds like bliss
aching physical elements beset by the truth
that there is none, so we will have to choose
life lies not for the wicked, but the smart
the journey to winds afar lead me to the true heaven's door,
waiting like a clandestine warrior ready to pounce

happy was he to see me! not many venture this way
the mould and stink of fresh air i still remember
no turning back, no need to fret
as I saved the secrets to emancipated mind, justice served
and saved the gate from rotting with my brain