We have come
to a precipice
There is nowhere to go
we've left civility
a long time ago
and forgot who we are
Frequency and light
Now is the time
to tune in to a higher place
that quiet place
within
simply sit and breathe
with the conviction
to end all suffering.
It only takes a good
few of us to find our peace within
to change the course of
humanity from the
brink of extinction.
And those who have
lost their way
let them see the light in your heart
from your commitment
to love and kindness.
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 9:40 PM UTC
Let the force of truth and justice
reign all over the world
We are here.
Speaking the truth.
It is raining peace
It is raining love
It is raining kindness
no more war
no more brute force
no more violence
let the meek rise
against tyranny
let the forces of love prevail
Now and forever.
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 9:46 AM UTC
I am no saint
but I could try
To shape
your name
with my lips
To whisper divine
Sacraments to you
It’s not futile
To believe we come
From this one
inimitable force
that governs our souls
as long as we
can fathom
the intangible
we can mirror
the love in all things
Jan 8
Jan 8, 2026 at 10:52 PM UTC
I have no children.
in living flesh.
the sum of my prayers
seemingly unanswered.
A karmic debt possibly.
granted me stillborn
dreams of becoming
a mother from
my own body's fortitude.
Who knows why.
except for the grace of
a higher power in the
quantum field of creation.
for this reason.
I don't dare feel child less.
I am child free.
Free to love everything deeply
as the urge within
my womb to create wanes.
dissipating into a great
love affair for what is.
waxing every day.
Taking each breath
with more than a grain of salt
and calling it. Freedom.
Dec 18, 2025
Dec 18, 2025 at 6:06 AM UTC
We could be sages again
Burning with the moon
You dying with me
To be risen from the
soot of our bones
We were vicious once
Licking the flames from our limbs
Mending deep as the stones
Come lay down your demons
And be anointed
by
the
fire
Dec 17, 2025
Dec 17, 2025 at 11:57 PM UTC
All of us are
waiting to die
The sky falling
misty at our feet
We once believed
in the beauty
of the rainbow
to hold tomorrow
as a promise
yet our lives have
backfired
into pointed guns
into loaded fingers
Exit wounds deep into
past generations...
This too shall wane
Dec 12, 2025
Dec 12, 2025 at 4:58 AM UTC
I don’t know what to do about
The coming of our conclusion.
But I hope it gets here fast;
Before we turn the Earth
Into a roaming ghost, stiff
and black drifting thru
the expectant void.
I have seen them take away
The blood in massive tanks of gold.
Soul-blind people with their
Heart closed minds,
fists in the clouds
claiming the sky owes them.
They do not understand
the economy of their corruption.
How they will be left to deal with
the great karmic fire that is the
soul of the World.
And those of us, with minds
For our hearts, will be left to
wander this vast, splendid
planet like it was an exalted
new day.
Oct 30, 2025
Oct 30, 2025 at 3:48 AM UTC
_And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit…_~from, _The Prophet_, by Kahlil Gibran
I
As a friend, I am
Your asylum from
A world gone ogre
from vile beasts
Who would assume
You prey
II
As a friend, I am
Your slayer of untruths
That haunt you
Wielding a double-edged
sword to protect you
From the lies that would
Consume your weary heart
III
As your friend,
I am your mirror
Sacred and exact
That you may
Understand yourself
Deeply to fully ponder
The waxing and to embrace
The waning of you with
An undaunted grace
If you were my friend
Your name would be silently
Exhaled from my lips
Like you were worthy,
Holy, and me…
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 4:29 AM UTC
Buy the moon
Then blow it up
By the
Men with greed who
Have envy For brains
Hoping all the
women
In the world
will drop dead
Men as false gods with
mother wounds and
Ego issues
Using AI as surrogates
Unknowingly planning
Their own demise
Sep 16, 2025
Sep 16, 2025 at 12:35 AM UTC
Aggression can be a
Silent predator
Stabbing you with
The smirk of hubris
And sweet words of
Good intentions
Designed to put you
back in your place
As if you are just a
Consequence of nothing
Violence in sheep’s clothing
will still wound you
The cuts will still bleed
But no one will come
To your aid until you realize
exactly how much ‘blood’
You are willing to lose…
Before you fly away
Sep 14, 2025
Sep 14, 2025 at 6:32 AM UTC