Flayed alive
free of my skin
so grateful
I can look within
Laid bare
for all to see
my heart still beats
inside of me
Light gleams
beyond my brain
this Jello mold
cannot contain
Allow the real
accept the phony
this meat suit
must be
dry clean only
6/28
Flayed alive,
stripped of the exterior,
I stand in gratitude,
able to delve within.
Exposed to the world,
vulnerable and raw,
my heart beats relentlessly,
a testament to my existence.
Beyond the confines of the mind,
a radiant light beckons,
transcending the limitations
of this earthly vessel.
Embrace the genuine,
embrace the illusory,
for this temporary casing,
requires delicate care.
Let us honor the depths,
the layers of our being,
as we navigate this human experience,
exploring the realms of consciousness.
We are Space Monkey. 🙈🙊🙉