Premature Premonitions

Premature Premonitions
Archaic visions start to creep in
Thought stays seated
Shamanic drum beats have
My mind thinking “simulation”
Mescaline dreaming, trying to catch my grip whilst' 
Trying to play some hopscotch down Chronology's Vision.
I found the Nostalgic paths
Quick enough I'll laugh,
Ash and analyze the math
The weekends passed, static grass
My lips caressing the blunt-pass
Coherent decisions, sagacious wisdom
Pick-up some Quantum physical weapons,
Disintegrating mainstream projections
 Akashic Lessons will be leaving your chest breathless.
My mind links up with the others, a web of conscious botany
Tryptamines dash through synapses efficient omnisciently
Orbiting myself I surpass my vortex
Vessels and my Golden Aura flaring a blur of Apex.
End.