Reality in the Midst

Problems arise with the family’s demise

Product and result of a mystical whirl
Of the effervescent circulation of the evil within
The male superior with all his wisdom and promise
Reproduces and continues the cycle of what soon will unfurl.
The boundless history of created hypocritical acts begins
As the future resembles the past in kin.

Now the factory of creation and true power of family,

The female’s nebulous past unravels
As the control of the mind and body slip.
The result lies within the creation
And is visually personified by a daunting correlation

As the creators clash and reek havoc upon themselves

The eldest of the future slips into its evil mist.
Now in too deep to swim
The one below him must rise above and stop him from drowning
To save a fellow spawning first
And release him from the evil within
That has created all past sin

Deep into the convoluted liquid of forecasted futurized vision

The beholder of the orb in hand reflects complication,
And delusional illusions of the truth and reality
Are resolved through the distorted fusion
Of past and future stratification

New spawnings arise, adding to the convoluted liquid.

Creating past and generating future
Solely from actions of the present.
Complications cloud with thoughts so insipid
Creating within an unknown creature
Never to be found, and never to be sent.

Spawned from those watching this mystical whirl

One came to revive and empower
Rising above all to release the struggling survivor.
The mere presence of this savior created emotions within.
Absolute peace…perfection…and pureness conquered this kin.

However, perfection only exists in moments of relative time.

Soon enough the savior vanished in streams;
Searching for a life beyond the present endeavor;
Leaving to a new abyss of a mystically translucent reality of dreams.
Problems arose when those realized everything lasts forever.
 Unfamiliar surroundings continuously drip into liquefied memory,
Creating a new mystical orb of life.
The past, still present, is displayed in a constant array visually displayed in the
unconscious mind.
Slowly leaking in spurts of conscious glory
Haunting the kin with blasphemous strife
And purifying his soul in leaving all behind

Upon returning to the past, awkwardness overwhelms.

Although reality persists, perfection nears impossibility.
Slowly the unconscious realization overcomes conscious streams;
Bizarre feelings of uncertainty thicken the realistic realm.
Confusion ordains sustaining inevitability
As the past’s perfection becomes the future’s dreams.

The past continues its struggle for survival in the conscious mind.
The future gradually distorts vision,
And confusion thrives, disrupting the mind and its body.
The mystical orb bursts leaving all blind;
Releasing all of its magnificence and disarray.
A momentary state of infinite clarity and peace pulses in melody,
Creating a lucid view of a truthful meaning of the past and present day

The creation of the past’s future began with the present.

As the mind formed, creating its visual world,
A presence arose mutating its maturity.
Deep within its convoluted intricacies is something so magnificent
Something not to be explained or unfurled
For its discovery would devastate its purity.

Happiness is not something to achieve but something to live.

Reality exists only through the imagination of thought.
The past is a habitual reflection of the future.
Constantly replaying itself in the present
Through the imagined image of reality.