Drawing The Knot Of Ties In The Mystic Fields

we never know what it takes what we bring that soon creates a shift in self to market fate that ties all knots to reinstate cosmically connected within our frame, we’re all the same we feel their pain, as life heals the heart of man, we understand

Order Of Supernatural Persistings

I realized I couldn’t look to anyone except the Father I had begun to accept my position of archetypal significance Greater than the perfect storm I had been forewarned and now I was saying yes to my Father

Telepath En-Tap

Strike cordially I’m an empath of sound I rejuvenated to strike the Master Art I’m a matriarch of sound

Nature’s Framework

My innerwork content All the Bliss of what scars us remains Lose myself in the service of soul Lost it may, my limit is blown Along with my mind What inspired this line Was a manifold chime Resulting in rhyme

Age’s Wisdom

This is your book contained in age This is your age contained it may The real bliss of what empties us remains ultimately to know you, Wisdom of the ages

Enigma’s Son

take me away in of and far away peaked in grandiose links of fate i fear to wait in the alleyway of the gates the Dream is real the myth is One the Godhead of comfort, Enigma’s Son

I Have A Birdsmobile For Your Back

Psychology turned into a flight festival, within the pages of inquiry. Let it expose abundant rays! A different league ascends, as I make ends! Feed me Creation’s stopwatch, it’s ultra-static… what I navigate all the time. I will catch a fire to finish through. For no one despises the ecstasy or re-age of refinery. Air plane…

Purple Seed

The only thing I wish to change in this world is my perspective. Let me not isolate my marrow in the corners of protection. I know what is infectious and what is here to keep, I see I don’t need this shallow identity. We as a unity strive to control seeds of Spring, yet we…