Severance of Summer

I could not bring myself to talk

Only to sing, not words but notes

Feeling stunted by inertia

Unable to face faces

And engage gazes

I had to hide behind closed doors

Troubled by unprecedented emotivity

Eyes spun in their sockets

Seeking shelter from the sights

And set

For the most inward of reflections

I felt ripped open by the blades of misanthropy

Simultaneously fortified and utterly weak

From experiences heavily laden with meaning

Enigmas, always stifle me

Leave me breathless, hopeless

But these riddles, these frightening mysteries…

Overstimulated and undernourished

Underexposed and overabstracted

The psychotic inducement

Of baring all of yourself at once

Discerning fact from fiction

Truth from confabulation

I needed isolation

The purifier of poisons

I Sucked up into my mind

Detached from the phenomenological world

To wage preposterous wars 

Within this passionate flesh

Musical Majestry at Mexicana Magica

Last night I was witness to the present. Amongst beautiful hearts and souls I was witness to the potential of our lost species. I was given hope as I ever-so gently pulled open the door to my soul and gazed into the overwhelming amount of ferventness there within. 


As I joined some companions in a little conversation with the vibrations of our instruments and voices I found myself abstracted from the default state of auto-pilot I find myself increasingly set to and truly lived. My mind, in the midst of the musical majestry, conjured up primary physical properties and applied them to that very moment:
 - this moment is a unique moment that will never be recreated again
 - bliss is finite within human existence
 - get over your fears and insecurities because this, like any other moment in the time of your life, is the moment to BE


In that moment I was filled with so much joy for merely existing that I cracked a sly smile to life. I felt like I was in on some cosmic inside-joke that I had never understood. Finally, I got it. The best inside-joke this universe has to offer. 


The key to spreading that warmth within the innermost of your existence is you. Not you who seeks to quiet the cacophony of individual voices and champion the status quo, but you who seeks to elevate the dissonance by adding your own voice to the mix. 
Sing your own song and do not ever stop and you will contribute the best thing you can to this world: love, healing and the expansion of consciousness.