figure of speech a noun of reach that serves to teach emerging from the so to speak 2.25.15
Tag: Mysticism
A Little High Rebel
i push for 100 shoves my hair has a drug i sentence your hair to memory! they say drugs are meant to be… …..change of scenery unsmoking, unpredictable unprecedented, uninhibited everything is floating my hair and my memory! 3.21.15
Finder’s Key Of Max Identity
I was looking for you yesterday on the highest level. I’ve got to get a locksmith for our key. I’m looking for opportunities to ingest. My sensitive nature tends to do that. My music is Her ear ~ worn on my sleeve because I’m making myself look prestige. Oh how this effects my life. Honesty…
Pasty White Sailor
Lost at sea You found me Here I correlate A massive monologue Dense the smog, by fog of law I’m just lost here working on The Throne Stark charter and dark water… Sail in 3, 2, 1 2.2.15
The Girl Who Couldn’t Sleep At Night
It’s hard to have dreams When you don’t sleep Doze off for a second Then my mind tweaks An obsessive compulsion Of a sort of wise Divinely inspired High rise on the Eye 5.8.14
My Field Is An Open Source Of Mystic Fields
Transmigration got a hold Of a humanitarian of the soul Now I load a forcefield Akin to witness source wheels High person emotional drain Emotional clarity coming your way Extending to the forcefield Labor intensive course wheels Of passion intensity, high energy Frequency, this here Triple Dense energy 3.19.15
North Warrior
Practitioner to trainer your mystical name Magic to reclaim Supernova Perfect star Practice put into words Words put into practice That’s where the nurses are Healing should be exciting and intoxicating, taking honest in an order of seer, Triple dense the Eye is the potion of deliverance 3.20.15
I Was Built With Answers
The question will be in the answer I know this all far too well Every line is hard to tell A maze of muses dire swelled The power of construction, questions nailed 3.5.15
Devotional Warrior
Bhakti appeal is what this love has revealed My platonic muse of which every cell’s infused 4.27.14
Keep Our Creative Legacy Alive
Why would somebody change their name like that? All God’s children do. Where I fell into a rapture unendingly, I dream dreams of you. Genius props embellished through. Resurrect the ego, the reality of a certain breed knows it too. I’m trying to read a book here, wildest dreams, look far beyond a scene of what a girl wants or needs. Whenever…
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