Channeled Poem, How it Works, 7-18-2011

I see how this works now
through my intuition.
The reception of seeds
to plant through my imagination.
Or is it truly direct conversations
and thoughts plugged in simply
as before indoctrination
polluted my creative paths
and I thought it was real.
Out pops fruition from
my same old schedule
as effortlessly as it could
be from a vessel
sent from the Gods and
the nonphysical world
each an ideal I look forward to sure.
The tables have turned
and to express I will squeal!
A pitch that is joyous and
doesn't know time,
released from my heart
and though this rhythmic rhyme.
--EVE