Crossing The Line

Clear sky, silent beach

Shining sun and pleasant heat

On my skin, on my face

The world is calm and peaceful

The sound of my footsteps on the soil

The sole sound flowing through the solid air

They should be singing now

Those afternoon birds

While the sun is going down

But where are they now?

The sand is pleasantly hot still

As the stars are lighting up in the sky

Now before my eyes

Or in my eyes I see

Light bulbs, lights, lights

Strange flares at the end of the World

Lights! lights!

Lights come and go

To the horizon or in my mind

While static becomes dynamic

The gray turns to color

The image is focused now

Odd words, forms and correlations emerge

from the back of my mind

overwhelming me like a tidal wave

Everything I see hides something else

Billions and billions of things

I see patterns now

Threads, semantic

Now I know what's happening

I'm crossing the Line

I've seen things, it has been like I was him

I've seen it all through his eyes

I've experienced the moment

Of crossing the Line

The dawn of consciousness

The sparkle of self-awareness

Inevitability

I've seen it all, now I know it all

It's all so clear now

The Universe originates from the mind

The Mind gathers energy

Energy crystallizes into matter

Amino acids, DNA, atoms, molecules

The Building blocks of life

Matter organizes itself to create

A cradle for the mind

A birthplace for

Consciousness

And when the mind is born

It creates thought

And thought creates the Universe