Epic monument and A case filled prominent Ensures a blissful reduction A chaotic instruction All aligned with the Magic of mine So connected to the will of the Divine All consuming and free An imparted host of dreams To awaken the ill fashion To enliven the dead casket 4.11.14
Tag: Mysticism
Each Body Has A Brain ~ A Nut Pearl Surfer’s Wing
. When I write I surf I never search I flow I always follow I trace A vibe thing I never Double take . . . Only to Liberate Is a shift I just make A big batch Of conduct . Surfing through My mind nut Waking up My heart’s Touch . . . Aligning what…
The Joy In Finding That Silver Line
The silver thread that lines the needle rips my worldly dreams apart like marrow Don’t you see I’m from another space a different time, some other place I come to grace this world anew With heaven’s will manifesting true, the view, the tune Subtle waves of clarity rule, they govern my life and calm my…
Life Created Archetypal Code
Return of the Innocent Identicals Reconsuming what masks life a miracle Into cereal bar number, a chemical coded in the sect of love Life created archetypal code Crack the code to ensure spiritual law 4.20.15
Humanitarian Harvest
You may think I’m crazy, but that’s not true Who defines you? What dost thou see with the seeds sow? What does thy know that is grown? Sharing the earth of the heart’s flight Limber the market to share-rite 1.5.15
Secret Effective
One of the secret arts God taught you about In that you power your strength fold The lack of all that exposed No one knows every secret you hold It depends on your quality your forth righteous shows 2.23.15
Adjusting My Speaker Tones
It’s like a quiet itch Inner words, outer silence Outer words, inner silence Quietly raging and silently speaking Go home, run and make some small strange noises Refresh me so deeply I’m listening to what strikes you today The outline of strange, an inner mixed voyage The quiet snow flow Those could last a lifetime…
A World View Impression From A Fervent Believer
I was in a bad stage before I was done with beautiful broken heart Though now, like too much of the moon, I can feel the moon grounding me Please pray over good energy It’s not my fault my creativity made them feel weird Monk on a hill, gypsy on a whim I love it…
Words That Train Into Grave May Go Into This System
Your words are pretty close Your worlds are pretty ghosts Denise words of these Haunted the house of love The words are slaying Poetry from a friend my Wife remains Expels the truth of wayward claims 3.4.15
Living The Myth
The DJ is in the deity You my friend are the deity The goddess of Creation Incarnated through you All anthems commend Your mind has took you there, do not ill-compare For your blood is pure, you are the heir Incarnation of Creation’s prayer 8.14.14
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