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Dreamstate528
Dreamstate528
30/M/Jamaican ThoughT / / http://www.facebook.com/RyanMatthew28 / / Also check out my great friend Jonathan Fernandez on here for some magnificent reading material.
Padre day always felt so gray Typically too clouded for anything uplifting to say on a personal plane Nor much of anything for me to really celebrate Many moving pieces, some removed before "too late" This month wouldve marked year 8 - Of revolutions and opportunities to be great.  I would've stayed and stumbled into ways to be brave. *Instead again I sit here and isolate Called upon a necromancer for a family to raise.  He handed me a mirror and said, "Start here today." I am grateful to be, and honor the planting of seeds from generations prior But the cold washes over me alone staring at the embers of a life that was a fire. I wouldn't say that this is all a test Life is stress when comparing with the rest Judge self only by your personal progress Try not to take it personally and trust the process When this sun sets, there wont be any regrets.  Instead whispers in the wind reminding you to keep steps to the beat in your chest Ive had my talks with suns, moons, and planets in their orbit...in many driveways, backyards, and various porches.  Kicking it with night sky, a dark cave, with stars as my torches.  These conversations elevate and ultimately nourish.  Still, I can only fantasize about how we'd all have flourished.  One daydream at a time finding the courage to surface
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Jun 18, 2023
Jun 18, 2023 at 5:21 PM UTC
Sun day
Please remain present on the set til we abandon ship spellbound, all characters were within the phantom's grip the situation flipped - once eye decided on rewriting the script For the stories of our lives will exist beyond all crypts And ill be ****** if I dont have a hand in writing it From sickness to bliss, and other magical shifts Eye look back with bewilderment - this life is the wildest gift
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Jan 4, 2022
Jan 4, 2022 at 7:55 PM UTC
Present on the Set
Poetry to me is both the tree and the seed. Weight gets taken off my chest and helps me to breathe Allowing unhealed wounds to get the stitches they need In dark times the pen connects fueling the necessary release. I get to write out the vision of my dreams And speak my peace confidently, Because poetry saved me I've been able to address and let go of what pains me, thankfully. These words strewn together form a much bigger painting.  I know it reaches beyond me so potentially someone else could read and also find life worth saving. Cyclically, once again we will all fall like a leaf from a tree.   Ever-important, you are an integral part of life, a whisper in the wind floating on in the breeze. Plant those seeds and Watch the growth of Being. Remember You are profound, deep, and beautiful - like poetry
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Aug 16, 2021
Aug 16, 2021 at 6:49 PM UTC
Poetree
This is me now, coming forth from the clouds. Recharging in silence, fully-powered I follow sounds. Taking on a new form - had to once I outgrew the space allowed. I've truly bloomed since my heart was locked in the dark and hostile underground. Hades once hated me but never tried to vanquish me. He tried to force nightmares on his subjects that I would replace with sweet dreams. His ears would steam from not understanding. I found the key, and my heart was released. I broke free and floated away with Persephone, happily. Be wary of intentions behind the pomegranate seeds. Listen to your heart, that beat lead me to where I needed to be. True story. Happy Eleven11
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Aug 16, 2021
Aug 16, 2021 at 5:26 AM UTC
Floating (11/11/18)
The Pyramids of Giza are aligning with Orion Oh, Ryan, you need to work on your discipline and timing. Meditate while the Lion's Gate Portal blows open Elevate cuz no mere mortal is immune to the potion Create great change as the spiritual sun is rising More than a name, this is Sirius, reminding us to stay shining - And Break chains that have kept us in our own confinements It aint too late, we are divine beyond our environments Energy exchange, now we reclaim how our power's spent
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Jul 27, 2021
Jul 27, 2021 at 1:26 PM UTC
Dog Days pt 2
Caught between euphoria and anxiety - With eyes to see, and dismiss as they please.. So let's release these fragmented pieces of stress and live peace 3rd eye bliss exists sitting next to the trees Lids at rest yet breathing in the scenes The best quest next is BEing  in your dreams Lucidity opens the chest to address and heal what you've seen, While presence presents blessings changing the shape of how you perceive It all comes to fruition based on the landscape you believe in. You dont have to take it from me, But I'm hear and not leaving Will still explore catacombs til that angel phone call's ringin.
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Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 4:19 PM UTC
My calling
November 16 tends to be heavy for me, but I say, not this one. I didn't really get any quality sleep but I will make the day fun. Start a new job i was offered 2 weeks ago, after being interviewed hungover on my day of birth. My only gift to you was consent for cremation being the sun ☀ that was born first. The new moon last night lifted any remaining curse, and gave power to future spells. 1 2 1 2 you already know the groove being Sagittarius born on 12/12. Twelve is also the number of years today you have been out of your shell. Yet I know you've been there for me spiritually when I've slipped and fell. Been twelve years since you left this material plane, but I know you know, eye spoke to you the other day. I love you. Thank you for allowing me opportunity to live again. 💜
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Nov 16, 2020
Nov 16, 2020 at 4:09 PM UTC
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My highs and lows are both deep expressions of soul.   A veces luna, a veces sol.   Mind treads the tight rope while corazon strings gold.   Conozco a Dioses y  Diablos. With these breaths I am blessed to even own this vessel. Pero antes de irme, le soplaré a este mundo un beso. 💋💘
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Jul 26, 2020
Jul 26, 2020 at 6:00 PM UTC
Susurros
Straight gigglin' over how funny life is 😄 Past life ish, that one GaGa succubus, the world is a stage, we all write this script. 1st learn to play with the shadows of your subconscious Lucid, I heard the shot - you missed with movement too quick👌 Still learning to astral project so I can vanish, no tricks..but I'll be back i promise, to lift others and pay proper homage to the true soul adventurers of our time - where y'all at? Never mind I see you - sublime, climbing up the 33 vertebrae of the spine, I'll meet you at the top, only one stop for the Divine 😘💓
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Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 11:08 PM UTC
Highvibe freeflow
Though my dreams have been borderline terrifying, it's mixed with a magic I can't explain. I'd often prefer to stay than to wake, and let the story play. In my dreams I have purpose, even if it is to help save and escape when I am the aimed prey. I have planted myself in rough terrain, and though I feel the wetness of the rain, I currently lack the passion to push past the concrete shade of gray. While unconscious I am sometimes robbed of speech and mobility, but awake I am just a shadow's stain. The sun's rays will hit the next day and we will both forget I am there. I can honestly say I still prefer the dangers of the night, to the impending daymare. Let me sleep.
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 5:07 PM UTC
Daymare (pillow talk)