Perspective.

Getting some perspective on perspective (from a distance). 

Giving good time a run / a break from your money. 

Chasing up cloud dreams / a storm for your body. 

Exhaling perpendicular to parallel and all there is in between 

Retro-compiling consciousness in an exegesis of psychology.

Multiple divergency: the error of the psychonaut.

Undefined consequence - corollarily cancelled on a mis-fired synapse 

I am one, I am all, I am one, I am all, I am one, I am nothing.

Wandering with a wanderlust that's working itself into a sermon. 

Breathing in the shadows that flitter through the time-crawl.

Far away, on a distant star, a cosmos sighs relief

and fills a honeycomb with a fractal field that beggars all belief.

Experiential insight (now you're in for the whole enchilada),

drawing close the things you know - things people have said to you.

I wonder through the misty haze (that burns a shadow on my brain)

whether all is one, or one is all, or if I've misbehaved.

I was never born to float this bubble

I was never born to whip this cream

I was never born to feel this troubled

I was floating lost within a dream.