Peeling the skin of a man open like a banana.
The place where lies the creations of my imagination became Reality.
“If the skies were to open up”… I kept repeating over and over…
“It would be You and God and Your memories… Nothing else would Matter.”
I could hear my brothers & sisters calling to me from behind this unseen glass.
Fields of flowers with their colors melting into the skin of the Earth.
There was something familiar about that place…
Like i had only forgotten it to Time’s elongated face…
Chains of thoughts were made from the wildest, unexpected, memory connections,
I followed them, a flowing River into the Speckles of color on Canvas gone grey.
Sinking into the Earth behind me, my body felt like meat or dead weight, Rocky, Relaxed.
I prayed for them to let me Remember him… I was in fear of their mystical Powers.
What were they capable of? How many times had i been here? When would i Live there again?
My awareness floated throughout the transparent World behind my room…
I swam through my thoughts and emotions, Reading from Scriptures of cities lost and new.
Upon my path I stumbled forward. The skies were open. “Only God & You… God & You.”
-Cristoff McGroff-
Cristoff McGroff 