As my humanity is an element of my spirit rather than my spirit being
a part of my mental construct of my self,

I’m instantly both topsy turvy and enlightened — jumpin’ jack flash —

Of course, if my humanness wants to remain asleep,
the flashes will seem dreamlike and unreal…

a flicker of headlights across our softly pillowed eyelids, perhaps?


If my spirit, which is awake, cooperates with my humanness and awaits to see if my flashes and flickers begin to arouse your interest,

then a collaboration of realms unlocks us to be more than we were dreaming.

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