5:11 AM Unspeakable World

cracked my eyes open before my alarm, tapped on my screen phone: 4:48 AM
could feel it, feel the rush, the rush of aliveness,
the life that is running through every cell of my body to awaken my being
in this holy morning,
in the space in between,
between the soul and the spirit
the veil, very thin.
in the dark.
before dawn.
in the shadow of warm light by the side of my bed,
that i covered up with my leopard scarf because it's still to light.

this light, (just came through)
this light on the side of the bed is like me, myself before this version of me writing this brutally, with no thinking mind but open channel, letting it all in, loud and clear.

we scared of darkness but we could get comfortable and survive in the dark, in the shadow
but God, holy cosmic...

we are terrified of our light shines so brightly that there's none you can cover it but crack open and fucking shine brighter.

i feel it.
rushing, rushing, rushing
moving, moving, moving
through my body into my being
once again
oh again and again, and again

5:00 AM on the clock today while usually i let other 5 minutes slide, and of course if you read it this far from when this portal open, simply: just because it's 05:05 AM.
the change, the alignment, my angel number
it's on 5, it's a constant change,
yet paradoxically it's also a consistency.
and it's on the clock
yes, it's on 05:05

tick tock

tick tock

no thought, i just jumped out

[in my mind, tears on my eyes: fuck me, i'm so fucking tapped in, that i got so turned on]

oh my gods,
the feeling so deep
bursting in my bones
kneeling in your presence

oh my gods,
that devotion before dawn,
in the silence that is so loud ~

oh my gods,
that devotion before dawn,
in the dark shadow that is almost so bright in a crips light

oh my gods,
oh my gods,
oh my sweet lords,

this unspeakable world,
dedicated to the 5AM call
that now, i so devoted to flex my spine
to catch the invisible
and devour the miracle

oh my sweet lords,
between my breath of fire ~
i found you,