When awareness floats
It doesn’t matter if the body is
Underground
Gravity means nothing to a mind
In
bliss
it’s impossible to be uncomfortable
try as you might
but you won’t
and nothing matters
because
everything is perfect
without end
constant perfection
no matter what
variables are just flavors of
perfect
like a smile
a different smile
a different smile
all smiles
tell me anything
do anything
still flying
flying is possible
the body isn’t even part
of the equation
it doesn’t need to be
trust is inevitable
doubt,
without
existence
just an inconceivable
expression of bliss
humming
while I spun
and laughed
sounds insane
but
fully grounded and totally floating
simultaneously