This Connection Is Universal

My mother is like the Virgin Mary As I am the Son I am He As we are One Just as I am Eden and part of the Moon This connection is universal One in the same All in tune

I Am The Tunesman

Humbly Correctly Directly I must exude You are my cue As it is within You I move My highest mind is one with You You lead my tune And I am in awe of You

Sorry I Was Inaudible Before

I don’t want to be just another statistic, I don’t want to wake up blind. I think we all come to the calling, this is mine. God takes you where you need to be if you incline your ear to hear.

Suitable Passion

There are a million different reasons to be given a new name I have about that many, too many to claim One for every minute All purer than the fire in it I would know my worth and the power of it When suitable passion combusts with glory summits Courage finding beauty, you knows it’s Our visit gorgeous

I Console Chosen What I Choose To Lose

While you blend and expand Can I come over and mend unsustainable demand? Well charge if you can As I spring forth parcels of what is banned Let’s be honest for a moment Though life’s unfair, we surely own it While at least our drift is potent and always sown in Never clone it, for…

Go-Jah… My Internal Google

The greek word pathos, induced in my sleep Had to wake up and live in the teach Not that embedded on concrete terminology Though emotions and sentience never stop in me Rang true indeed, as true as the dream Go-Jah… my internal google, is what I like to call This insightful gnosis locked in the…

I Am The Yogi, Trapped Inside Nice And Bright

While meditating, one loses control of his own mind Why not enjoy the show, because it just might enjoy you Prance in wisdom, a room with a cocoon and a net Your yoga mind for ancient cross-training, will be of use Those are the edges I need, the plain rays I generate more heat than…

Ask Me To Perceive It, Tell Me To Decipher It

We build up this fine layered place Only to mentally reconstruct our fate As we double book our romance We fall in lust with a half empty promise Your solar lightning hits, sparks of the proof Of the primal identity embodied through you