a stargate opens to the Pleiades
simultaneously releasing hypnotic amuse
seductive, preachy, and textured
 
what if, we are all the things
we believe in
 
like a dreamspell we’re created
from beyond this world
perhaps of some other dimension
 
would it now be the future
looking back at the then
or of starseed so ancient
then was the projection reversed
into the unknown to us now
 
light bends and projects
holograms and prisms
intersections and continuums
 
and the merkaba continues to spin
while I ponder such knowings
that we are greater than we can imagine