At the edge of reality.

Erasing the memory.

Old world understanding.

Race.

Color.

Obsession.

Insanity.

Living in an illusionary dream.

Walking in the rain

Walking in its streams

Drenched in its mystery

Lost in its sound

Lost……..

the rain drops that were falling down together and coming together

Not worried where the other fell from

Or what the other had different but the same Creating ripples, super novas in galaxy,  Coming together into a stream of consciousness

I walked in the rain last night and thought about you and how much I love you not because of your race or your color or how privileged you are

I don’t care about those things

Those are just things constructs

That can be deconstructed

Only if you believe…

I believe.

My love….when will you awaken

Its lonely here as I watch you

Sleep in peaceful dreams….

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