Studio Sky

I’ve been there before Can I go there again Explore what’s in my mind Refresh it as it’s always been Amazing sky rise views Alive any point I choose Please lift my gaze back to this unique inspiring place Call this home, a vacation, a throne My soul’s seat, complete and at ease 5.7.14

Messages From The Flood

If I had it my way I’d wake up and count the memo to generate the message that’s been lent If no one understood me, at least I’d know the truth of truly what accompanies a heart rich of latent proof 4.11.15

Raw Uniqueness From The OakRainbow Pouring Out On Her

One of the things you were writing about… unthought of and thoughtful. A very sane saintly person. A great custom painter, not fiction. Since you’re original, I think you’ll under-stream.   If I’m revenge and meant to be… Uncommon and precise make my enemy want to fly. I tell them I’m not marketable all the time, no big deal. 8.8.14

The Beauty Of A Person’s Alchemy

I am me who is fabulous to a high degree Who is connected through lives and scenes I am a magnet to those who see I am an alchemist with wings It’s what you awaken, you see Physicist, white gold turning to rainbow in me 1.9.14

Entrusted & True

To trust and be true is a belief and an integral pull I will follow your hand you are my roadmap in this desolate land 9.25.13

Exact Ecstasy

I’m in a mystic garden ~ I barely know my name As if it even matters ~ I’m here ~ we’re all one ~ just the same My union is sacred in these mystical fields I’m at one with time ~ its illusive sign ~ A flagship of the present ~ All of life compiled…

Which I Like This Dream Catcher A Lot

I would be fine, perfectly fine if I just sat here all day reviewing my mind A canopy of fishnet dreams A reality so real to me What I once was please disassociate now In the foreground lays my memory of latter days Ever ready to realign search while finding a supple edge A full…

What Time Is It

A time twist on a grave split Now that is where our conscious meets No time, only space A gentle warp of a precious place 12.30.13

I Write From A Dream State

I have a sceneless scene, it’s awake The mind is like a blank canvas, innate Turn this light off, it’s kind of interrupting my dream I feel proper projections aligning, finally This dream is a scene, mythos of me Journey similar, unknown to man I became natural to my healing self, all we needed to do…