Cindy Candelario
"Jukai" · An original poem inspired by Jhene Aiko's 'Trip'
Jukai
Suicide squad.
Me myself and us.
Always 3 sides to every story.
Will you hear me?
Will you ever know I was taken?
By the waves- by the making
Of beautiful existence in other places.
Other mind spaces-
Where the human mundane does not equate to the spaces in outer-phases.
In chemicals that create beautiful realities out of memory and assumption dreams
Of what we’re really doing out here.
Learned to be faithful thru Jukai.
The dead are more graceful than U and I
Learned to be tasteful towards societal eyes- but...
I’m looking for frequency from dimension-8 minds.
The kind of minds that can break through the confounds of the humanized, tailored-failures for human lives
And realize that perception can mean so much more than just 2 eyes.
2 Fish = 3rd eye
= All 4 lives of the moon’s tides.
Making and fading.
Present- in moments of righteous connection
And less than- in moments where presence is waving, instead,
In me.
And my being.
How can I not fulfill all I can see
Even the horizon has never ending dreams.