The big 'O' 5/8/15

The big 'O' cums, from outside of time, descends into vibrational mediums that whales and elephants consciously sense first. These octaves of enchantment are beyond comparison, as slowly, crescendos converge in from all-space concentricities. The palate of being, as elementals, is then first stirred. The heart, as the first receptor of all-space influence, takes up the embrace as expansive embodiment, ethereal without knowing as a consequence, alert without excitement, presence given as first bloom. Inklings as delicates are scouting for forthcoming rivers. Otherworldliness is seeking tangents for the cross-weaves. Our nervous systems are made of ignited swans’ luminescence. Reverberations, as voracious talons, are digging deeply within our light-bearing forms. A source point on the heart becomes as a drum skin for our soul of all souls to bellow. Genitalia, as drumsticks, are soon effortlessly set-aside, as the drum of it, plays itself within a whole body please. The full extent of the expanding bloom fills each aura, as there are no cells of our beings left to audience. The clock, as if of time, no more has face or hands. The sweep of it, as we are all reverent to that heed leaves the surface of time exposed then we springboard off, as time is left behind. The continuum becomes a makeover of enchantment. The spell is as binding as deep soul-oneness is familiar. Storylines for the each of us, are discovered as spent wicks before this vigil. Ignited we are, beyond our means to assess or attend as these personalized undulations have no frame or reference. The big O has transformed of itself. This big Orgasm is actually the precursor of Oneness, yet within oneself, but then becoming, as the collective is vibrationally personified . . .