Sybil of the Electric Dream Realm

I allow the pulsating vibration of sentient sight to guide my movement to the rhythmic pulse of the drum that rum pum pums through my soul. Its cocoa leaf-like rhythm meshes with my inner and outter worlds to bring forth the tapestry of my world of origin.  I move with the flow of the tunnel of whirlwinds to new portals full of electric dreams.   I  paint each vivid stroke of life and form into my physical existence to form an elaborate and potent heaven on earth while the air is heavily saturated in the heavenly realm. With every step and path that I carve, I plant electric dreams in the soil.  My world is magical and full of sentience that is fully submersed in the world of spirit. In this world I am met with the most powerful deity.  Her heartbeat hits like that of bass drum in the seat of my being.   I feel her merge and radiate from inside me.   I remember many life times and pick up my scepter to command this magical realm that was buried in the elaborate sea of forgetfulness and illusion.

 I call back my soul and speak in authenticity.  I align my vision with intention and walk in action to command this realm in full power.  I order each element according to its importance in purposeful placement and create an intricate system that fully aligns with my intention.  

I rise from the sunken place and drop the make shift shambles of the matrix and all of its illusions.   I allow my soul to give birth to new worlds within worlds.