Turning the Cycle
When I sneeze,
I see God.
Killing my mind
to reach Nirvana.
When I weep,
the flood comes.
Cutting my vein
to save the world.
When I rest,
the wars cease.
Enter my dreams
to slay the Beast.
When I scream,
the thunder roars.
Bringing the rain
to cleanse mortal flesh.
When I sing,
the stars shine.
Turn on the light
to chase away shadows.
When I feast,
the silence arrives.
Sacrifice my meal
to keep the cycle turning.
When I fuck,
the seed blooms.
Sowing the fields
to reap evolution’s rewards.
When I die,
the dust forms.
Burn until ash
to call out the Phoenix.
Bio:
Scott
Thomas Outlar survived both the fire and the flood - now he dances with
existential fervor while waiting on the next round of chaos to
commence. Otherwise, he basically keeps things chill while flowing with
the Tao. He can be reached at 17Numa@gmail.com.
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