The galactic trade hold in suspension
wanting you to step into ascension
wanting you to step into ascension
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 9, 2016
Nice to meet you. You came like a water rush.
Everything aligned so perfectly like it was
supposed to be..
I would have missed this miraculous flow if I
didn't first align, release and gain my footing
on to a higher level, meant for me.
I could have easily missed every opportunity,
but I fought, and made a decision and
everything fell, and keeps falling.... into place.
Everything aligned so perfectly like it was
supposed to be..
I would have missed this miraculous flow if I
didn't first align, release and gain my footing
on to a higher level, meant for me.
I could have easily missed every opportunity,
but I fought, and made a decision and
everything fell, and keeps falling.... into place.
Sep 7, 2016
Letter & Number
There is a letter and the number.
The number of a man, or woman is the letter.
The number of the letter is their name.
Codes are here. They blink, laugh and highlight themselves so
you can take notice.
The number of a man, or woman is the letter.
The number of the letter is their name.
Codes are here. They blink, laugh and highlight themselves so
you can take notice.
Sep 5, 2016
In the unveil
Hear my call. Hear my pain.
It doesn't need to be but it is. The unveil is too taunt to go back.
And now it rips open apart showing the dust and the gold.
Shining through the masks and through the transparent,
is a light that was always present.
We know where we need to go.
We know the calls we must make.
We know the familiar that we must abandon.
I don't eat the same anymore.
I toss my head on my pillow entering the ethers.
I long for your touch, but I yet to hold myself long.
I smile at fruits and plants and sparkles of nature.
I'm still yearning for balance though scales reign my essence.
I overdose on honey and sesame crunch unknowingly
prying through tension.
It doesn't need to be but it is. The unveil is too taunt to go back.
And now it rips open apart showing the dust and the gold.
Shining through the masks and through the transparent,
is a light that was always present.
We know where we need to go.
We know the calls we must make.
We know the familiar that we must abandon.
I don't eat the same anymore.
I toss my head on my pillow entering the ethers.
I long for your touch, but I yet to hold myself long.
I smile at fruits and plants and sparkles of nature.
I'm still yearning for balance though scales reign my essence.
I overdose on honey and sesame crunch unknowingly
prying through tension.
In the unveil
Hear my call. Hear my pain.
It doesn't need to be but it is. The unveil is too taunt to go back.
And now it rips open apart showing the dust and the gold.
Shining through the masks and through the transparent,
is a light that was always present.
We know where we need to go.
We know the calls we must make.
We know the familiar that we must abandon.
I don't eat the same anymore.
I toss my head on my pillow entering the ethers.
I long for your touch, but I yet to hold myself long.
I smile at fruits and plants and sparkles of nature.
I'm still yearning for balance though scales reign my essence.
I overdose on honey and sesame crunch unknowingly
prying through tension.
It doesn't need to be but it is. The unveil is too taunt to go back.
And now it rips open apart showing the dust and the gold.
Shining through the masks and through the transparent,
is a light that was always present.
We know where we need to go.
We know the calls we must make.
We know the familiar that we must abandon.
I don't eat the same anymore.
I toss my head on my pillow entering the ethers.
I long for your touch, but I yet to hold myself long.
I smile at fruits and plants and sparkles of nature.
I'm still yearning for balance though scales reign my essence.
I overdose on honey and sesame crunch unknowingly
prying through tension.
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