Have you ever lost everything you’ve ever known… though seem to be ok with the direction honed? There’s a long story behind these words I’m sure you have a few Some who feel the same way too 4.4.15
Tag: Consciousness
A Burial, A Dream, A Spiritual Interventionist
I know your energy sense is right here in the room with me, it’s dense Your spirit’s pressing and it lifts what squandered the mounting turbulence You my friend are still alive, more than life admits 3.28.15
Reclaim My Territory
Perfecting the Art of personification Mine alone can move a nation Fierce in roots, always the call Now is time to walk the walk 3.27.15
Perfect Announcement
The Voice of the internet The voice of Lorax Springtime eventful document What’s it to you? One of these days because he was trying to get me to come out of the soul Truth Theory My heart is a passion My well is so deep Fundamental legacy Priority in me The Universe agrees Artistic Talent ~…
Welcome To The Turnpike
I just got years of feeling the same I just got over that, I’ll claim Welcome to The Turnpike You know what This means e x p e r t e n r o l l m e n t Mind Time Tunnels exam Embracive scene Life’s a Dream 3.3.15
The Girl Who Couldn’t Sleep At Night
It’s hard to have dreams When you don’t sleep Doze off for a second Then my mind tweaks An obsessive compulsion Of a sort of wise Divinely inspired High rise on the Eye 5.8.14
Universal Love With A Correct Composition
I can love you with respect – takes 80% intellect – 20% common courtesy – do not forego your word to me, this is a first fruit emergency, you must believe, that in this life you pay a price, a roll of dice, the hand of strife, you’re dealt in spite of wrong or right,…
Clinically Organized
I am like an invisible ghost Unheard of to most Phone in your belly Quick to comprehend you Latching noted to the forcefield Shifting from the Reckoning One 3.18.15
How Old Is Dreaming?
Dispatch wild winds, set high the forewind Dreams should be fun, we don’t own them God didn’t aim the nights he angled them Don’t be strong as the wind, move with the Wind. Power to Dream belongs anyway to him, huh? That’s one of my things, my Dad owns Jesus Christ. Pop that age, Paradise 2.2.15
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