by Andy Spring
Quantum Wave of Soup, a dream
A dream of life, as hot and steamy,
As a soup.
My thoughts in food free-
down cascading water
f a l l s and dark-pink flower-petal-lotus-walls.
And then I always return,
Back to where I started.
Pacific Avenue –
Sometimes questionable smells;
Electricity in the air;
An atmosphere rarified by flavor;
The noodle house;
Smells of rich aromatics;
A flavor in flight,
a delight of my soul,
when I shuffle off the mortal coil.
I keep returning, to the noodle house.
To daily daydream light and buoyant as a bubble;
Dancing dizzy and giddy across architecture, a grid matrix of sacred geometry;
Probing the concrete edifice, I ascend into the astral realms;
Observing with child eyes, streets teeming like a bowl of broth, a simmering spirit:
Chili pepper sauce, udon noodles, assorted vegetables, like bok choy, floating in the soup.
The soup, singing songs of flavor flight, as I feel the aura glow from my body electric soul fire;
I regard my reflection in the bowl, seeing myself, apart from my self, across time and space;
My soul, as it, revolves on, as my mind, encircles, the globe, an orb, that holy and infinite space,
A shifting grid
A hypersphere vortex portal—the orbic sphere, now a torus,
A Quantum Wave Polarity
This inner sight is a soul-soup, singing us songs, back, into, the enlightened mortal body
Life and Transitory-Death
fog stays in late.
i enjoy sparrows, titmice,
and scrub jays for company.
i could die, it’d be okay,
watching all of my
hate, anger, and ego,
thoughts, we emerge,
a changeling – elf-selves of his former self.
we co-habit multi-tiered
we have hearts for eyes,
and a fondness,
for periwinkle skies.
his cone cells,
once two, now four –
the i of he, becoming tetrachromacy –
see what [ I ] can see.
look upon, up on, little one, to this pond,
stagnant, still, still stagnant,
see beneath ripples
and surface, and wake.
tracts of time,
and skies of blue,
that peek on thro.
this is what it means to die, to pass on, because
consciousness, always levitates, multitudinously moving, upward