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: Mysticism
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
A Mystic, A Mice, A Yoketh Twice
I have this bliss It never goes away Peace Music Pipe Music What cloud dropped my way? Is Painting the same thing as Praying? I’m sure, in fact I’d say For every accent in motion blends proper note a raise
The Sufi’s Soul Surfing Eye
I will always be there for a silent suggestion winked the Twinkle in the Sky . it mocked my eye . the sufi’s soul surfing eye as a canon music mystic you pay mystic to the Indian Sky sufi for sutification that’s why the sufi’s soul is its delivery the essence aromafies the memory
Canon Music Mystic
small hearing is good to find & good hearing is small to find ~ listen to your ear bells & fresh rewind, tune divine, fast forward through time ~ a canon music mystic seers aligned, hears divine, fears no rhyme ~ the music station within sings in chimes, rings divine, tantalizing a lucid crime ~ criminal minds of the freest kind, at one with all associated charges…
I Have A Birdsmobile For Your Back
Psychology turned into a flight festival, within the pages of inquiry. Let it expose abundant rays! A different league ascends, as I make ends! Feed me Creation’s stopwatch, it’s ultra-static… what I navigate all the time. I will catch a fire to finish through. For no one despises the ecstasy or re-age of refinery. Air plane…
Through Spaces, Wisdom & Gravity
would you like to make some colors? make ’em original because you can hear it all in the air up there… anyone with an ancient color form can knowing influencing wisdom ascends out of the cosmic space literature within. the rare form I’ve been given is a constant space event of dreams and visions, soul…
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