I need to fly
I need to fly to paint my sky
I need to fly over the cities
over the villages, over the canopies
into the forest, into the ocean
I need to feel it consciously
at the edge of wakefulness and sleep.
Floating with clouds,
hovering over the mountains
I need to travel to the past
and talk to whom I miss the most.
I wanna project beyond what I can see with my eyes
freeing from the rules of Isaac Newton
breaking the norms against paranormal.
I need to travel to event horizon
to explore the new degrees of freedom
I wanna feel the timelessness
to bridge between the visible and the invisible
My spirit is craving to pop outside of my body
I wanna project astral
balancing awareness and easiness.
Lemme set off to do my own things for a while
But I’ll be back
I’ve to be back as there are people awaiting me
as the jobs are not yet finished with my body
But for a while, lemme fly upwards
inhaling the aroma of fresh lucidity
into an astral plane where I could see the shifting timelines