I feel myself getting older, sitting on my sofain the position like yoga, till my mind passes overthe solar system, my wisdom nova, I am the controllerI begin to loosen up my shoulders forming each cornerinto the suns 8 points, then I, begin to rise like heliumescape in the milleniumm, two thousandmeditating to the soft note of a violinI’ve been on Mars!Everything brings in,Heavy Mental day, the day you will experience somethingHeavy Mental, never done, Heavy Mental..Information begins the gatheringstarting the pattern and stargate towards Saturnbetween the eye socket is where I will build my sky rocketyou don’t need any passport, all you need is a thoughtsuddenly, the soul becomes hot as coalthe flame blows from out my brain holes like a volcanothe brain begins to process as we start the conquestfrom out the physical bondage, the thoughtlaunches, voyaging 144 billion light years through the shadows of your imagininationnow open your eyes do you see the flaming arrows aiming at pharoahs inhibitionsas we begin-racing like a sparrow through the narrow populationseeking purification, the destination is unknown, yet we travel far.Heavy Mental. Life is, Heavy Mental.Love is, Heavy Mental.

Still smiling. Time to sleep, with my eyes wide shut.