I got this vision of what I want to see bring a whisper and do so delicately set in motion a force willed open an immortal potion to invoke Awoken
Tag: Meditation
Eternal Art
silence takes on a whole new meaning when peace is won for the battle of all I never viewed my life as a competition though now I see why this word and its notions exist my reward lies in my soul’s shamelessness t h e sensations emitted & m y demeanor o f provisions is…
Similar With One Voices
It’s always nice to just be with your tongue Take my tongue and hold it up Unified conclusion
Wow That’s A Nasty Mystic, 7 Nasty Nights a Night
I just don’t pray I counted smoke mirrors to the Sky Most my ideas were prayers of mind Tonight marks the night of canopy dreams The Tide’s taking in a bigger frame of scene The architect in my dreams Makes way out in each realm I see My dream began to wake up In a…
The Cocoon Is A Dirt Cave, It Is A Throne In The Sky
Testing ideas because I’m a monthly advocate of the moon waning on me. An etiquette of charm and delicacy. This has been my ritual, this has been my routine. Sentence screwing magnolia to strange possibility. I’m opening up a new system, they wake before I do… I don’t want something that’s that pretty, the throne…
My Sun-Mate Sojourns
I hold stake in a dream state Knowing I’m a vision altered state I am dust in the wind I am dust not this skin I co-commune with orbs and kin I’m a vessel skeptical with much within I am un-weighted in these chains of gravity I will seek in forms of velocity Ever forgoing…
A Cycle, An Inner Cycle, A Study Of Unity
here in the bright Awakening of a soul’s delight I am truer to myself, what is exposed is a birthrite the image of the Goddess transcended through I the power of communion descended with fire the union of deliverance inscripted in time awakens all souls to the crevasse of Light
Eagle Eye Locked On Sight
Let unbound wisdom expel from this heat Let it burn a whole to my head from my seat In my sleep is where I catch a fire to fly Cerebral cortex, eagles dancing in the sky
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
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