where the words are stars taking shape
// GOD’S NAME //
Granddad I wish you were still alive
the angels are calling & you spoke their language
everything glows indigo I
know you can see it from heaven
I went to the beach last week call it
destiny or fate pulling at strings
I was looking out to sea musing these metaphysical things
when the frequencies foretold of a tsunami
it was a big one this time, the earth shaking the world
Granddad I left that shore with God’s name in my mouth
not in vain in reverence
I’ve always believed in omens & deities
but in that sand He taught me to kneel
are the angels loud up there Granddad?
what do they sound like on the higher plane because
here post-awakening the bus uplifts me like a blessing
& everything I see out the window seems like a Sign in the synchronistic way
where does all this light come from? the sky? my eyes?
Granddad I haven’t felt normal for a while
& the dark never made sense
but I think I understand it now
the language that is my inheritance
what did you say the day I was born
because the lights all bowed their heads
by chance Mum named me my Destiny
God didn’t make me for less
Welcome to The Vision
What is The Indigo Vision? Time will tell—I have learnt that some stories cannot be told all at once. Some dreams are impossible to describe until they're real.For now, it is a place on the internet for the light to get in. Somewhere for sincerity, away from algorithms & ego & superficiality. It is where I want to be & the change I wish to see. It will evolve like everything but I can't wait for it to be perfect before I begin. All I can do is say Welcome—to where I hope to give shape to the stars in my eyes.