The Magnifying Glass Of All Mirrors

Be careful what you take in, who you associate with and who you call your teacher. The influence you accept will hurt or heal you. Although sometimes the greatest teachers are the ones that embody the epitome of what not to be… 4.16.13

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…

Lay Here And Sentence In Your Blood

they say poets don’t die, tears from the inside live to write they bleed from the inside, they show their gain of pain through their words, ever killing what they purge 3.20.15

Open Scenes, Open Dreams

Possibles and open scenes are the only realm in which I dream I mean I look to the sky each cloud rides by I sense a destination so high can’t track in miles Probables and parables I write to ensure I meet a time where fate aligns a tribe Within my search I find hopeful…

Giving This Memorable Light

It’s like I pray for her to come out alive, to not despair I see in her a torn, broken layer Misunderstood by herself, trying to emerge beyond the world Is she aware of her beauty? Does she see her grace? Is there a dwelling place for those like her? Work the light of synergy…

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

The Account Balance Is Pure

It will be so strange when shifts change Like the day I’ll rid my flip phone and can via wireless wherever I roam Or the day I won’t be so broke and can choose my destination where I hold close To enjoy a vegan date night, sans home cooking, my meals are alright. Though to…

Intelligence Writes My Stuff Like Me

Random acts of intelligence ceasingly blow my mind to the point of no return of a fixated time This blends a crime of the realest rhyme Criminal minds of the freest kind hit in motion all these notebooks from the universe to here, now there I follow my conscious rhythm, At least I care, pressingly…

My Soul Knows The Call Of Its Disciple

Your Soul is your highest you Each soul has a disciple The Spirit that is holy comes upon the two Yoking all three, a Divine Trinity A Master in disciple of Unity This unification invokes the writer in Me!  8.25.14

Ready To Sing, Ready To Sell

Qualified persons arrive It’s pretty messy and sex sells Sex your mind to shelve The potent poetic wed of birth 2.25.15