There are no limitations set by this electric universe upon any man’s multiplication power. Each man sets his own limitations in accordance with his desires.~Walter Russell
Show me a limit, I’ll tell of beliefs
created simply to hold you, decreased
and disempowered while you fuel freely
the master liars and conniving thiefs.
Opening and closing doors is delicate
with two cats playing pounce the paw through cracks.
At 5:55, I am desolate
struggling breath. Reviewing all the acts
which bring me here, summoning nerve to change
the movement of my being, the curve strange.
How do I rearrange these filters made
so long ago? I claim my power, trade
the dubious distinction of black sheep
now washed clean. My ablution performed deep
in layers that dissolve. As solutions
rise, my new eyes call for revolution.
Inspired by: Dubious, Claim, Movement, Ablution and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt: nerve.
