This is Reality

Oh. Why must this be?
That my darling spider must,
Cling to,
Hang from,
My oversized tree.

Do you see?
She's weaving up there.
Circles, lines, circles.
Everywhere.

Makes me rip out my,
Hair.
Watching her up there.
Weaving her divine Spectacle,
Her dissertation on,
Time.

How utterly,
Sublime.
Ha ha ha.
Ha.
Ta-da.

As I sink my teeth into your mind,
Your gnosis declares us now same kind.
Though you long so greatly to,
Rewind.
This gift, this curse,
Nevermore will you be,
Blind.

Imprisoned. Captured by the new reality.
Stripped of the familiar.
Forced into the transcendence.
Flow.

Don't fight.
Drink of the No-Time.
Everlasting.
Everlasting.

I stole the Key,
To Eternity.
T-minus three.
Let it Be.

This is Reality.
Taste it.
Breathe it.
See it.

You have Become It.
Awake.
Awake.
Awaken to Life.