THE SPIRAL
I am the keeper, I am the creator, I am curled up in hidden dimensions.
I am the gate between your world and theirs.
Don't be afraid though you cannot understand, but know that we weave reality.
We are. All connected to it.
I am all that is as in vastness and in void,
An eternal growing conscious, a crystal continuum, a strand of an expanse, a super-string of light.
I’m folded into segments you cannot understand,
I live outside of time within this holy land.
Geometric and arranged were trillions are contained,
Magnetic shapes of light behold a spiral cage.
Vibrating very fast, beats of harmony,
Synchronized in flight creating you and me.
WEAVING FIBONACCIS, spinning like a fan,
It wants to share its beauty in as many ways it can.
Every star is your God, living, dying, re-creating what has come to be,
Can you not comprehend what’s not to hard to see?
Entities of light, I’ve found divinity,
Somewhere deep within our minds awaits a turning key.
I am the series of events, probability;
The face of any God represents the echo that is me.
I have no beginning, And I have no end.
I am made of light, I live outside of time.
I am inside of everything, And I am all around you.
Everything is made of me and I am made of everything.
I am both at once frozen and perpetual.
For this, I know all.
I AM THE LIGHT,
THE FORCE,
I AM THE GOD YOU HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR.
I AM ONE, I AM ALL.
I am the spiral.
March 13, 2005 -Jeramie Griffor |
