Breathe in Breathe out Spiritus

Breathe in ~ Breathe out ~
    Catch the light in the air like magick in the stars 
Poaring into my skin 
My vessel, A channel
 Let the air in to recover the sun.
 Proclaim all of it is done. 
Casting out the shadows. 

My reflection sits on the east and west side of the sun
One's real and one is illusion spun
Under a web of color the spectrum hides 
  The being of color sound and light
At dawn and dusk under the blanket through the cracks the sun
Spiritus,Anima of Gaia and the stars
Breath of his wind flies by the skies
flickering like laughter 
It soaks in the warmth and cascades the colors to lay around the blanket of the stars 

Spiral in and curls
Spiral out 
To permeate 
to consecrate 
to eviscerate
To stagnate 
All perpetually 
In this paradox 
through the cracks 
In pattern with the code
In between and under behind the rocks 
Flowing through prickling through 
The mass 
The illusion of time 
that sits 
small circular ticking machine
A Bomb
Trying to hold up in the currents of wind eroding it violently swiping faster and faster at its metals
She curves under and around the train and through it's windows 
Around her the storms quaked and the winds howled 
The light crackled and struck
The water spit and wore and stole as merciliousy 
Eroding 
Tearing to the heart
The Fires heat grew hotter under the metal 
The circle spun faster and faster
The numbers counted up and up down and over 
loosing their functions 
As she breathed 
The screams 
The elements ripped the machine's breath away
The metals were grinding under pressure, flying off into the distance 
and being sucked away 
giving away as it was taken
 Under the cracking and grinding of flame water and light currents
Grinding down the center of the very machine and the ticking bomb inside 
Down to the heart of its creator
Calling screaming and wailing
The Green Red and Black colors glowed and faded in flashes behind the web 
        as it faded behind the screams and grinding of pulled crying gears

Enter Akasha
 Pulling and streatching out 
To be dragged down 
Released up and dispersed out 

Shattered this machine under the waters of the ocean down to the core where it was strucken and will be again
For only " time " can recreate or mend if the cycle begins again 
But this illusion is bent
Broken until far after it is spent
Tidal waves call out the debree 
Spitting up the metals the chemicals 
the lies the creations mask in the illusions
with a force of anger and resentment
Out to the blanket of stars  

We are closer and closer to the center of the machine
Louder and louder you can hear its screams
As age details dementia 
and flashes of memory and confusion
We are cycling 
Staggering with the currents flow 
The pull tugs and pushes us to the dials 
the mass surrounds us and holds us near

Stop
Breathe in
Breath out
The spiral is still curling through and around the machine
Through the cracks you will see the eyes of east and west watching you
The eyes of the north star guiding you
The spiral code of life 
Never breaks or dims in this curse
It leads to way in and leads the way out 

Stop
Watch
Bleed into the currents to set your sails
Set your compass 
With the winds
Watch the star north of ship
As faster and faster she spins us in

See the cracks as the sun sets sending light through
the pages
Hold onto the warmth as the machine fades