Existential Artistry

A poem about being true to yourself.

Dimethyltryptamine elven machines
Oneirogenic induced lucid dreams
Visions of the absurd and the obscene
The seer is the same as what is seen

Musical melodies of multiplicity
Myriad daredevils dancing dangerously
The primordial psycho-physical frequency
Echoing endlessly throughout eternity

An infinitely rotating cyclical multiverse
A bipolar blessing, a schizophrenic curse
Comedy and tragedy, for better or worse
Woven into the fabric of the material universe

A colourful mask of ego that veils the soul
Where each part blends inside the whole
To make something beautiful or live like a troll
To be true to thine own is the final goal

Costumes of consciousness cover & conceal
Only the light of love can truly reveal
The truth is not hidden in what they feel
It is to our own self which we must kneel