i am navigating ungodly hours and am hard wired by the energy i envision in our translucent night sky
ripples of light appearing like ancient hieroglyphics or cave paintings—all signs of spiritual transcendence impossible to deny
symbols tattooed into the clouds—melding contemporary graffiti with ancient mayan and egyptian iconography
i have spent the night in the company of a dearly loved friend
and we have prowled the streets of my city fed by immense surges of dopamine in our brains
mind and body—heart and soul
we must strive for cosmic realignment and for the recreation of sacred space
the angels of my brain are showing their true colors in a blaze of glory
no longer constrained by pathologization and stigma
dopamine is unleashed into my synapses
firing the creative, political, and erotic core of my being
we meditate to seek balance
to make a modest effort to channel the immense electrical and neurochemical power in our brains
we imagine ourselves as the buddha in search of hidden truths along his road to nirvana
we think of jesus and muhammad—both prophets and rebels against the establishment
we must feed our psychospiritual fires and examine the energy we take in and give out
we must let dopamine rise transcendent in our minds and let her angelic currents of energy inspire our rising legion of rebel fighters, radical artists, and spiritual healers
this poem is a call to arms and a prayer for karmic resurrection
dopamine transcendent fuels the energy in our center
branding rebels of all genders with a strength both sacred and incandescent
–BYPO PHOENIX c)2017
