"Earth allows several levels for the soul to gain experience in life, including the mineral, plant, fish, animal and human stages." - Harold Klemp

Blog,

I have been coming in contact with my body, the one I am currently inhabiting. The one that I think within. The one I operate to write this. My body is different from other machines, which over time lose contacts from their internal archive, as if the memory of loved ones can be removed. Blog, matter is a failure when you mourn.

This morning I read a poem on my phone, in my bed. I was naked and beneath the sun and falling asleep for every other line. I imagine everyone waking up and reading a poem from their palm--to cradle the entire world and escape back to a night below a thousand candles.

"The classic Soul Travel experience is leaving the human body in full awareness and having the Light and Sound of God flow directly into the Soul body." - Harold Klemp

Blog,

Body: you are

a paradisiacal chaos.

One that can love and can be hurt.

You are an octopus, changing color while it dreams.

You are an octopus; you do not have a fixed shape.

You are abstract.

The beautiful thoughts of an apocalyptic identity.

The stuff in a drain.

You are at the foot of a burned down house.

You sing along, covered in lips.

You bury and unbury yourself--redefining how you occupy space.

You curve and quiver.

You are drained.

As if I left everyone I love behind for tomorrow's shadow,

or they are all here.

The sun has just come up.