29 March 2011
Kundalini energy ignites the madness in me.
Pure, raw, primal.
Dancing on the edges of madness.
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Power surging
Makes me want to run,
roar at the top of my lungs;
a primordial, raging roar;
the roar of dragons and monsters;
a roar that rips the sky and deadens sound itself.
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Energy
Like hot, molten lava surging, pressing, pushing
to surface and escape its constricted bounds;
to explode from the earth.
Oblivious to the rage it pours down upon life;
fury and wrath its only knowing;
frenzied power shaking violently.
Release only
in its birth
into form.
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This path on which I walk can be so lonely.
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