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Tag: Prose
Once The Negativity Starts The Math Is Nervous
Keep on holding dollars and bills The hate that goes through the bill that keeps loaning Is the monetary misery of obsessive loathing
The Baptism Of Bliss
My current is based on my bliss ~ In this vibrational current, the unspoken is speakable ~ A natural vibration exists ~
Summer Nightly Breeze I Want To Remember
what if i never got the chance to repay you or tell you I love you in a way you maybe didn’t know perhaps I didn’t show exactly what you meant to me and now I hold unfinished fairplay within this mind of mercy I only long to turn key into your memory scattered to the…
The Artist Path Is Purple
a Universal Love with a correct composition it’s so extreme ~ it’s so intense still breathing just as casually this is a mathematically based system of solutions a vast timing pot where I always bring some new sketches the symbiosis of a compatible attraction weaves an herbal ~verbal circle~ the Artist path is purple as for you…
Cake Heaven
Do not impact the compassionate flow ~ color My union ~ decorate My cake ~ fresh colored people! Continue to climb, liberate the faith to shine expanding your mind, opening your kiss I am a Songstress! Why kiss separately? I want to kiss together! Do you hold Me like a flow of a channel? Luck on a chance…
People Serve The Narrowest Path On The Light Of Bliss
15 minutes of carpet bliss acquires brokenness I found death, I will drink me along with every other cup of lonely water for to die is to fall in love with yourself over and over again this gives courage and soothes minds with attentiveness of the water, march creatively narrow is the check of death
So Mad In Mystery
Make Way Your Treasure Path to Me Flight of Inquiry Weight of Mysterious = Wings of a Sting So Mad in Mystery
I Need A Route Lit Up For My Redemption
I fear the only route that lasts forever is to create an inspiration that lasts forever. that was the moment I lit my alarm clock. I’ve been born you see, so when it settles in your bones permanently~ the memory of Rest honors Forever in the Absolute. that was the moment I lit my alarm clock….
Celestial Discussion
Empathy calls to the conversation of talk Like a twist leading me home Genetically connected . . . My conversation talk is real, it manifests for its potential to heal That cliffhanger you rejected has become the chief of many Use to the wonder of things, man is oblivious Your breath is a formation idea To each other’s…
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