Verbal Vortex of a talking soul

When you see that you are seeing yourself while you are seeing yourself.. This is what I hear myself say

You are just a beautiful friend, not a stranger from another galaxy, not a common mortal from an uncommon dimension..

You are who you are..a free spirit tired in the duality of existence..

Where the desire to free your self gets weighed down by this world's senseless gratification towards instant reward...

Trapped deep within layers of conditioned consciousness and unable to express your true self

You are fighting on a different ground and you are not going to loose it , for the world around you is to blatant to understand..

You are fighting it to prove it to nobody but yourself and that you didn't begin this to not know how to end it..

But you know you have to end it one day. The charade is despicable... And when you do end it can only be strewn deeper into a million more layers till it shines forth

Never is there a time to say no because you woke up today to know more..

I know you know I don't know you as much as I would like to but you don't know how much I already do to not tell you or for you to ever know

Your loving soul

Time'us

Waiting for the eternity to entwine into itself so that there is no reference point in time that you can't turn back to and

for the continuum to keep on keeping on till you get all that you deserve or till you get to that point when you get another chance to deserve what you begot

If not then there has to be a knot.. Not in the time dimension but in the way the space between two memories starts to shrink to a point where all you can want is a neural leap

or your perception to break and you tie the two distant memories back from where the perpetual bending of time and space has to carry itself over this thought..

a breaking point for this time story or more like time ditching time again