
While her multiple hands pull multidimensional strands,
she is self aware as her movement traces the air.
Pulsations from the Mother vibrate and cover
the spaces that he places his intention and embraces.
The spores boldly enter the mind-mandala center,
rippling along the string of androgyny and gender.
Contiguous neurons once too timid to meet
Shed their electrochemical clothing and make love in the street.
Let go of the belief in this human story of grief.
Recognize that ego dies with grace and relief.
poetry written for the beautiful piece of multidimensional art above titled 'Psyclobin Euphoria' by Ashley Christudason. In his own words... "We are all part of a collective consciousness, which makes every single one of us connected in some way. You are me, & I am you.
My work is the result of the part of God that is inside me, as well as those who have come before me, and inspired me. I humble myself to all of you."
www.jungle-eye.com

Wonderful being, I look forward to more collaborations where we unify our creative consciousness :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Sarah.