Take me to a far away place, take me home eventually, to a home I've never seen, the alarmingly calming airs of my destiny.
posted by Anisa at 2:11 PM
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Take me to a far away place, take me home eventually, to a home I've never seen, the alarmingly calming airs of my destiny.
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Riding in a bubble
Are we going fast or slow?
The world rushes by outside
but time seems to stand still
The lights above change
from green to blue
green to blue
like reflections on a moviegoer's face
Our lives pass before our eyes
All things race past,
streets and grass,
walls and people
Are we moving or are they?
They come and go
Speeding out of field of vision
All life surges into a mad blur,
faces and windows,
doors and lights,
trees and stairs
mesh into a streak of colors
But here, inside, time stands still
and there's no knowing
whether we go forward
or backward
yet we bound headlong into the void
Star-fighters are born like this
Waiting in the re-entered womb
Once more, ejected by fiery contractions
Describe the dark spiral
Inverted dream of astral projection
through the vanishing point
To spin and reel
Vapourised or victorious
Here, another strobe lit birth-tube
A place for whispers
My own rebirth, earth mother
Inside you, protector, nurturer
No danger lies beyond
This burrow might go on forever
Unlike the star-fighter
I may never leave the ground
the tunnel of GREEN...
the color of the religion...
it fast...
it steady...
and it's a salvation...
like the journey of life
so many tunnels within
but the green one...
comforting and secure...
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