Connected in dissonance Riding the common wave Both particle and wave Trapped in a matrix of thought that builds the frame Stuck in collective memory Slave to a constructed instant Reduced to desiccated words and their emptiness How do we breach the walls of existence When we are our own guards And our lives our keep Outside a sun blooms and falls Outside space and time dance a tango of love and pa**ion Curve to the delicate motions of an unseen finger as it Draws across the black silk of dark matter It points and prods in dream Sets the top spinning over and over As we revolve around fear and laziness In search of holy moments