the crystal is pressed to my third eye
the
tablets of Moses appear off to the left,
at
the end of a road which leads to them
we
are headed into deep space, colors
woven
into a darkness with no path
Jesus
is on my right, jellyfish of light
“Go,
Tarzan, walk forward,” he urges
as a
light goes on, high in my forehead
I am
a sticky web of fabrics, colors
the
same as the space I walk into
there
is no difference between me
and
where we are going; my body
begins
to generate pulsations in my loins
a
field of sparkling opalescent fibers forms
around
a diamond whose God’s-eye shape
encloses
a tunnel of fibers pulsating toward me
it
separates itself from a fog of love vibrations
and
there we are, two as one
06.01.00 DAGAJI
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