To see me I wrote clearer Creativity is free form *Logos of the Land* How gifted am I who writes the hand
Tag: Creation
The Random King Within
A person’s real love, their commitment. You spoke to your dreams today and its brave has a power. I did a little smart proof rejection to keep random within because in my head I didn’t hear him say this, in my heart I did. Searching for that horrible light, I saw Jesus bloom in the…
You Are The Freshness Of Fate
The god of what you love, the god of what you create You are the freshness of fate I can live for someone or I can live for no one We are free, there is nothing we can’t do to change the world You can go ahead, learn from your heart, love Wisdom… laugh without expression, perfect that ability!
The Artist Path Is Purple
a Universal Love with a correct composition it’s so extreme ~ it’s so intense still breathing just as casually this is a mathematically based system of solutions a vast timing pot where I always bring some new sketches the symbiosis of a compatible attraction weaves an herbal ~verbal circle~ the Artist path is purple as for you…
Crumbs & Ornaments
Some gifts are the best you’ll ever need, like the cracker catch foundation that these mental munchies leave *crumbs & ornaments* I’m a wisecracker, you’re a saltine
Your Red Pen Is High
I aim true and my goal is not low { I dig your freedom flow } I try to keep myself pretty incognito but there’s somethings you just can’t hide { I think it’s cute when you bring out your inner side } Pictures are my wounded words blood and a couple more pens and…
A Master At Work
a canvas ~ a sky a dream ~ a vibe a vision ~ to stir a sight ~ of worth *Artistic Talent* *Internet Song* *Artistic Dreams* *Universal Song* We are the canvas; and creation, the Artist. We are Creation; let us create, eternally. white ~ fair holy ~ magic *My Soul’s…
Live a Lyrical Life
What could I say that hasn’t been said before? plenty, as I shift-shape the morph a fresh step in a reliable gaze will set in motion what is needed to amaze can I get another of the soul quenching Lover! I could sing all day, never before heard enchantments to awaken the praise in you, in…
I Got Torched By The Sky On A Warm Sunday
Prophecy teach me words of preparation Not etched in form as particular before This is a sign wake up your mind Keep cradle what you have at bay yet release what is innocent to keep
Heretical Tongues
A vision of the structured world Displayed on my tongue A call to cohere My life as a song This form is a dream As my instincts tell me That all has been won Creation sings along, the virtue is amongst Compliancy and serenity take root beyond the Sun This is what the mustard seed must…
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