Keep

Open doors

Knock knock
Hey there
Thought you were dead
I'm standing here
Let me in
It's raining

Thank God it's raining
Some excuse
To let me in
My God it's so warm in here
Away from logic
Away from fear

Sit
Why do you stand
I hope I don't make you
Uncomfortable
Stability is for fools
Travel is for sailors

Make a spark
Light a fire
And in that
Hotness breathe
So let the cold
Sleep some more
Some smiles
Let me steal

Why do I feel like
I am
The one you were
Waiting for
I'm just a passerby
Who'd travel
Door to door

I ask not of food
I ask not of wine
I ask not for sleep
I ask not to make you mine

I ask for comfort
I ask for care
I ask for light
And love that we share
I ask not much
Just this night
Next morning I'll be gone
Out of your sight

For I am scared
To stand
On the sand too long
The impression
It will leave
Will have me gone
In just a wave
Until I keep running
For far too long
But then its the same thing
You see
That we will be
Gone along with the wave
Along with our impressions

Let's just fuckin sieze this day

And poof.

From Sleep To Supernatural

It was in the middle of his sleep when he was shaken. He didn't wake up. He knew if his body woke up he would miss the reality his dreams were showing him. He was told that the body is separate and his soul resides in the body like a priest in a temple. He had ingested herbs that would let him reconsider his beliefs. He wasn't sure if this wasn't one. He had a habit of sleep-talking at times but never had he come across such an experience. 

His eyes opened almost as if they were meant to be opened; much like when you wake up on your own. He was awake while his body rested peacefully. He tried to move but he found himself paralyzed. Fear was the first thing that struck him but he controlled his breath because he also knew that its the tempo of the breath that signals the body and wakes it up. He understood the mechanics behind it. He felt like moving his feet and so he tried. What happened next gave him much clarity of who was experiencing everything. His feet moved but not physically. The feeling of the feet moving was felt but it was just his unseen self. He learned quickly that he wasn't a part of the emulsion between the body and the soul. He go excited and scared at the same time. He thought he would die. "If this is how it feels to be out of your body then death shouldn't be a difficult thing to handle" he thought to himself. He could feel himself floating above his body. suspended and gripped back only by what was behind his eyes. If he were to shut his eyes then, he would easily slip out of his body and go to his own wonderland. Like how the mystics talk about their own wonderlands. He was afraid to let go then, fearing permanent paralyses. This is how profound the experience was.