Is death the road to awe?

Conscious engineering, entertainment factories……distracting… providing a fire like the sword of a Seraph guarding heaven’s doors.  Or like an arrow shooting from a cloud over the bridge that leads to enlightenment.

Beautiful obstacles in the way on the yellow brick road.  Spiritual hurricanes and words with three meanings.  Triangle faces, and pentagram beings fill the land.   Splendid contradictions of balanced thoughts.  Beautiful synchro-symphonies creating a whole.  Life itself watching and wondering…. looking in the mirror, slightly self conscious.

Dense words slip through her perfectly pouty rouge lips…….