"Jukai" - Original Poetry inspired by Jhene Aiko's "Trip"
Jukai
Suicide squad.
Me myself and us.
Always 3 sides to every story.
Will you hear me?
Will you ever know I was taken?
By the waves- by the making
Of beautiful existence in other places.
Other mind spaces-
Where the human mundane does not equate to the spaces in outer-phases.
In chemicals that create beautiful realities out of memory and assumption dreams
Of what we’re really doing out here.
Learned to be faithful thru Jukai.
The dead are more graceful than U and I
Learned to be tasteful towards societal eyes- but...
I’m looking for frequency from dimension-8 minds.
The kind of minds that can break through the confounds of the humanized, tailored-failures for human lives
And realize that perception can mean so much more than just 2 eyes.
2 Fish = 3rd eye
= All 4 lives of the moon’s tides.
Making and fading.
Present- in moments of righteous connection
And less than- in moments where presence is waving, instead,
In me.
And my being.
How can I not fulfill all I can see
Even the horizon has never ending dreams.
of those humans who realize that we are here to play imaginary monopoly with our lives.
Where is the place that holds the substance alive?
Jukai?
Full circle control of the wave tides.
365 degree control from government allies
To keep our minds under the control of their finds.
This tree is mine to keep and bleed with
As you own the roots it grows with.
Do you understand the power of the moon’s tides?
Tied to the water like a puppet limbs.
Memory is fickle but there’s more sight-
Insight into Love
360 visión- from the forefront of our lives.
I
love to flow through veins of wonder and disconnect to the living dead sides.
Human beings have no moon light in their eyes.
I want coin laundry love.
I’m not what you’re used to- but I’m what you need.
Penny is Plenty.
She saved me.
