bypassing

Racing brain syndrome
makes it impossible
to capture anything
of value
unless of course
i consciously
focus on the
phenomena
making it
somehow
loose its
power
over me

There is a gray
area where
time moves
in a slow pulse
wave of pure
unadulterated
joy and awe

and thats where
inspiration springs from
like a seedling in a sunny spot


There is a way
to bypass the obstacles
and travel unhindered
through the
mind fog
of  confusion

and this
IS the way

welcoming
any thought
and idea
that leaps
into mind
and capturing
them like fireflies
before the timely critics
arrive in their
wormeaten
censor
ship

there is a void
untouchable
by the critics
of mind
a black
hole
attracting
my narrow minded foes
like
ants
to sugary
food

a place
where obstacles
cannot find
me
in time for
deliverance


you see
im faster
than my sleepy
critics
i can fly
over their
base camps
into beautiful
wilderness
and unfold
in ecstatic
rapture