TRUTH SERUM: a journal entry

Last night, the moon communed with Jupiter—someone told me to ask for what I want because I just might get it…with synapses firing at speeds faster than light, I asked for insight and foresight—I asked for knowledge of my noble purpose…

today, I had a soul to soul convergence with a wise friend and spiritual teacher who is helping me unlock my purpose and my gifts…I shared the foundation of what I remember of my years of visions—the sacred eye that resonates through time, that detonates in my mind, and that permeates our organic spiritual traditions…

there are so many forces that could have destroyed me: the horrors of addiction, the icy Potomac river I leapt into, the police officers who nearly shot me dead, or the painful ferocity of movement accountability as it has been executed in my world over the past three years…but I have not been extinguished or uprooted—I have rebooted and remained lucid as spiritual forces have manifested in my life…

I have not done this alone—I have been guided by a higher power to which I must surrender at the outset of each day…I have been supported by family and a tight if small circle of social support…I have been empowered by new teachings and new modes of analysis—I have finally dived deep to embody a fuller vision of the tantric and kundalini forces I have casually strewn about my poetry…

I reflect a vision of my sacred guide and I imagine two guardians of pure white on either side of me—two protective forces composed of marble and raw latex…each pillar contains the manifold possibilities of gender while manifesting in a temporary binary on this plane…I seek a tribe of seers and shamans—a circle of prescience and power deploying magical shadow energy to conquer base and vindictive spirits…

we dive deeply into our tantric power experiencing orgasms of breath and orgasms of thought—we fuse the sacred and the erotic for that is precisely how each was born…I have navigated my mental health clinically—but now I learn to study the spiritual meaning of manic depression…I yearn to imagine a new spirit to embody—to create and conjure faith fueled armor for the psychospiritual struggles to come…I concede the streets of mobilization and social conflict to younger and more tempestuous souls—my purpose is to live as a seer, to spread radical subterranean love, and to create the filaments of a transformed universe

the first image is by @kylegoffney >> the second is a photograph of @slavamogutin

—BYPO PHOENIX c)2021

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