33rd Rotation

It has definitely been an 
up and down journey
However, I’ve learned a lot along the way 
Every failure was a lesson
Stress became a blissing 
Hurt, pain, and trauma hardened my skin
Through it all I kept a smile and a grin
 
From cheek to chin 
This was the cost for me to ascend
When I was lost I found myself 
from beginning to end 
The illusion was confusion 
gift wrapped as a sin 
My 33rd is when my true story begins
 
There may be storms, but I’m the weather 
Whether or not I’m heavy as a rock 
or light as a feather 
I will pick up my remains 
and put the pieces together
 
Life may have made me wonder 
if there is a god 
But everyday I look in the mirror I see one 
It was never a mystery 
It was hidden in plain sight 
There was never a fight 
but rather a flight back home
 
It was an open door 
from my soul calling me home 
My calling was me flipping 
and falling until I caught myself 
I sat down for a moment 
to only remember it 
was me seeing myself 
Through the many layers 
under my copper scales
 
It reflects the lights that glitter 
and glimmer the orbs from within 
Every mirror showed me 
a part of myself left wondering 
where was home 
It was with me all along 
It was a journey back to 
the center of self
 
The gems-in-i are like marbles 
It glows of fragmented glass 
rotating like a disco ball 
The ball room was me all along 
Vacuuming and cutting through the fog 
Saturn showed me the realness of it all
 
The illusion and confusion 
was a delusion of excuses 
from choosing the pain instead
of discarding the hurt and suffering 
Videos games froze of dreams
left buffering like scratched up disc 
that peanut butter and alcohol couldn’t resist
 
Losing breath after clearing 
the dust from Nintendo cartridge 
Just to stare at a screen 
that screams colors, graphics, movement, 
animations, and sometimes terrible acting 
Watching life play like a movie without reenacting

Leading me to a gateway of satisfaction
All I needed to do was take action
Choosing myself after losing myself
Turned around and renewed myself
It was a renovation through a simulation
Reading my journal channeling revelations 
Speaking my truth led me to elevation

I’ve arrived at my destination 
It was me returning back to me
After years of turbulence, I’ve arrived
At chapter 33 verse 5,2, and 3
Happy Soular Return to Me