One Degree Difference-Macrocosm

Silently surrounding me, my face against the breath of a universe. I touch the sky before it gets covered up by another day to day existence. I can feel my blood rushing... In slow motion, electrically towards my fingertips. I wish you could feel this. Because I know everything will unfold in time and I will return to the dust. I left my fear of dying at the gates of realization. This is not an accident. No need for dismay. Geometric mystic plane. Organic ideas dancing through infinity. I can feel my blood rushing... Slow motion. Electrically towards my fingertips. I wish you could feel this. Because I know everything will unfold in time and I will return to the source. I will remain here. I will remain here now and forever. Slow motion. Electrically towards my fingertips. I wish you could feel this. Because I know everything will unfold in time and I will return to the dust. I will remain here.