The Beacon Speaks

Dont try to wow me with extravagant talk
Thats not the sound I need
Im tuning in to hear the universe breathe
Cant aggravate me with your intentions
These emotions are secondary
Thinking of consequences get the best of me
Words of purpose make me laugh
Holding on to dust in my sweating hands
Attainment of fabricated matter as a means
To an end is hard to grasp
And its worthless like diamonds on display
Watch the truth cut thru my soul prism
Build a fire within is the mission
Advice to transmute this darkness in my life
Into light, I wanna see a Sun die
If I keep staring way out there
I just might
Float to where time has yet to arrive
That place where the mental physical and astral combine
The ether, earth, wind and fire
Three times four and love of divine
13 mystical not superstitious
Hide the secrets in forms of religion
Those who seek must be pure and driven
And willing to speak truths when forked tongues are hissing
So shut that shit the fuck up