Ascension
That junk lying at the bottom
Of the hacked-off
Christmas Tree
Emanating mass consumption
And gluttony
With its dimming bulbs
No longer bedazzles me
For I discovered
The cosmic wisdom
Of Prime Creator Source
Who gifted me
An ancient glorious thing,
Having set its course
Eons ago
Throughout the limbs
Of what I now know to be
A far superior tree
My beautifully wrapped
Birthright of Sovereignty
Presented now
As the expression of
Truth-In-Source
The brightest of lights
Lit by the
Tree of Life of course
Then I beheld
So thoughtfully inscribed
My true heavenly name
Which had formerly been enslaved
On a demonic holographic plane
No longer incompletely stranded
In fully-beaded sacredness
I now saw before me
A Kristal Spiral stair
Upon which I alighted
With divine creation flair
And I’ve been dancing since
In ever higher realms
Of bliss and innocence
Laughing with my other selves
Who haven’t got here yet.
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