that G-d walks around in
beauty permeates perception
striving against sin
so i too can be perfect again
constantly rebooting
back to the beginning
flame
but sometimes
i
have to scream out in pain
my heart
selfish
has to complain
my mind
knows
i am vain
slap my face
once i am awake
reality is only real
in my dreams
the gate
is a revolving door
hidden
in theta waves
