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

Good, Bad & Evil & It’s Officially Over

It’s not evil dude The only thing evil is impaired More or less by your lack of aware Can we look in to search a Truer way? Darkness kept at bay only drowns the light that’s here to stay Debate another way, your rules are crippled grey They lay another stray Followed by your way 3.9.15

We’re Amazing, We’re Made Of Star Material

Shooting stars in my eyes My Eye the sky in fostered time Bang, boom align Shoot star of mine 5th shooting star of the night First comet raging of my life Constraint of gravity loads holds of outer density Projecting astral psychology Physics of psychic chronology 3.18.15

Genetic Pull Is Your Destiny

When I look at the sky I see the future time reflecting back at us I’m a speck on this earth with the universe within Outside in, planetary alignment jolts the skin Seers of grim reapers, keepers of the lend Entails my kin, no space, no time to sift, must shake Beyond all knowing, foundation quake…

Spirited Work

I never lost hope in the face of fear How could I when I had met the ghost of me Casualties fell by the wayside, as I fastened my attire Abide And Remain In Endurance is the hometown of my calling Inundated whiplash from the minor terry shall not subdue I have been expecting this,…

Knocking On My Conscious Clear

A neighbor, almost rival who lost a son, I needed to be easy on. She wanted in, I held her back, firm stance, strong attack. She said, look I’m only the messenger. We come to shed way. I am concerned, others dim or lay themselves on antique shelves to stay preserved in a kind of…

The State Is Hungry For A Son Of Everyone

dimmed my fire by dimming my light was held in oppression my whole life told not to speak you just might scare anyone around you whose challenge was dared. keep it tame, you’re a child of God, dogs eat the scraps of unorthodox laws. the system is flawed, can’t justify their stance, only by a…

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…