to escape experience as the audience 7/5/19

where we be fast enough 

to escape experience as the audience,

gravity is drunk with our imminence in blossom.

unabashed next thoughts are crossfire zooming along,

deepening layers within, 

licking with appeal, 

guzzling on waiting's capacity for the fill.

where the mutual dreams are an elephant approaching,

magnetic laughter is excitation-brewing, 

simmering into higher elevations of access.

this sizzling leaves my self-sense far behind.

I am widespread beyond my identity-containment.

even evocative is living as a soon afterthought,

creating passage for outright beaming to occur.

where each moment leaps beyond fulfillment's resolve,

moving fast enough to escape, 

experience is as the audience's point of view,

realizing all these scintillation-streams in passing 

are speaking in celestial tongues.

where water blesses us with the truth of all ages, 

I could sip this wisdom as nourishment 

and not, as a single person, know.

yet, here to be, where zest is commonplace 

and fury appears as a slow-motion embrace

and all of laughter is ascension 

as the evaporative of the collective into spirit

and all rain is that love in return.

where all my pores are brain-smart in absorption

and zeal has wings and fins 

and lives in this motion's dance.

where all 'whys' are just pauses 

for more intake of the grand,

dizzy within the broad-stroke of these focus's offerings.

everything is blissful inhalation 

for I have to leave thought for this mind-meld.

nothing is simple enough any more 

for, the want in me, to identify.

it's all fluid in its own bedazzle.

so I gave up on being audience to this outright. 

even awe was in the past.

electrified is supremely happening

as experience is taken to the back seat.

isness looses its-self-sense 

into this vast of the ongoing

where hum has no history to recollect

and no future to wait for.

this feel is into my bones, 

baptized me into oneness.

I left comparative truth in the birth cannel, 

for now, I can only aftermath confetti-say.

this manifest is the all, 

as falling up ascension 

and supremely invitational . . .