As mind projects the heart, a quantum art, molecules start the dance within the alchemy of wanderlust, the alignment of a frozen dust, time thawed the presence of divinity to an infinite of souls we must trust.
The deity of self-lays buried amongst the constant battle of this flesh, a third density bio-logic-all mess.
Minds begin to resonate such frequencies on an inner note silence was the chosen vote. A clarity of this mess to which be the receiver of an ancient view, the Gnostic of new.
Hybrid thoughts from mind-full ingestions, a regurgitated signal of manifestations, poet to an apostle of the most high…eye an eye…
© Urban Truth
Excerpt from the book “Urban Gnosticism
About the Author
As a writer this is the part of his book of doctrines he was not looking for-word to, to talk of self…ironically! His life was manifested In Manchester England, within a sub area called Moss Side on an estate named Gooch Close. A place later to be plagued with gang violence, drugs and urban poverty. He was born into a mixed heritage family. Mother being Irish. Absent Father being of duel heritage, African and English, this is why he uses the terminology “hybrid”. A hybrid is what they made, a hybrid of heritage, a hybrid of mind, body and soul.
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