I want to give love like I’m leading the Queen,
I want to feel hugs; photosynthesis, aura green,
I have to hideaway to three K’s,
Kyi is a kid that shuffles when he discovers key,
He is me; youth be re- I’ll let; tea… (*sip),

I’m so I’m so gene; us,
I only show frustration when we as a species let perceptions get in between us,
As if what we expressed daily was heterogeneous,
No need for mean mugs,
Mugshots when fetus,
Jesus is needless if we see our reflection as phoenix,
I’m not saying his teachings were meaningless but they mean less if it is hindering your freeness,
That type of convenience is something we need less,

My intentions are not to provoke but invoke our potential,
I’m not Pro in anything although I’m in everything,
I voke to our attention what I believe is essential,
Call it an expression of the ego, because it’s preferential,
If defined by actions, the ego is detrimental,
If defined by conscious; choice, that’s voluntary over involuntary,
Enjoy, we would; the state of being aware of thoughts that were brought by patterns that are the most influential,

I don’t want to be a resident in a place with a president,
Take offense, you may,
If I can’t speak a wave; transmute the word thought into the word say,
I give away my name because my expression’s never hesitant,
If that was the case, I wouldn’t be relevant,
Arrogance; my ego will second this,

To live and die in the A, because that A word is two cops before,
A kid claiming **** life at core,
Interpretation; fearless to explore,
But a perception created a door,
Honoring the fathers of four, his body hit the floor,
Questions arising; were the intentions backed by this illusion of war?
Discrimination? Advanced payments? The separation between the rich and poor?
Or, was this an obligation to bigotry, a resistance to change because the fear brings about the unknown?
“What if they evened the score?”
The question I’m asking is who’s suffering more,
Those that ascend because of freedom, or those who are reacting because they closed a door?

Tore, I am, because I can not condition this heart,
I can not serve all if all are torn apart,
We sung together as one, divided we fall,
The Beetles said come; coincided free fall,

United default, America was pre thought,
The idea would’ve worked if we brought, our understanding to one before we fought,
Liberty; she walked,
The people; we watched,
Identity; we lost,
A “VICTORY”; we thought,
History distort because his story, we taught,
Now distraught; resorting to love, because it’s the only thing that remained in gene as default…

After I graduated, I thought about two things,
I’m certified, I am now apart of “the people”,
(And)
All I have to do is make a choice and I’ll find success,
Gave it my best, “no test?”; I had to teach,
No stress, I had to be,
The O next to the V,
The ego; “which is me”
(Wait)
V+V=4, it’s a six thing; you know love without the zeas,
But with the zeal; well; Overcoming Variables was never a test,
-Or a problem; I speak geometry, I took 2D, made it 3D, and that was simultaneously; how could I not be the best…
(What is a, reiteration?)
Two lovers, Zodiac signs,
Balanced is equivalent to love,
Be here, focus on now,
Now look up the meaning of dove…
If you think linear, you saw the O next to the V,
If you think like me, you saw the six steps in between,
I had to put my ego beside me or else I couldn’t teach,
That only happened because I met a woman who was a reflection of me,
It literally was a zodiac thing, that type of thing sparked protection with/in me;
There’s no uncertainty in my reality; I’m certainly certain,
I don’t see nature Changing,
I see people Loopin,
“Why” the (people) Shooting;
Their mind: This isn’t Workin;
Knowing for a fact; the solution occurs during the attempt; in working,
(Cliff Swallow); People Symbolism;
Outcome, United is; if chirping…
Well… I’m just saying (it) worked,
Because I no longer have belief; I’m a knower,
I mastered Mind, no need to grow up,
Please don’t say –“show us the-”-because the waves not for us,
If for is four, I’m removing it; not us;
Notice; Not Only That, Us…
It’s time to meditate,
Breathe and wait;
Losing all my words; like I had no say,
I’ve been a wave cause I flow with waaaves,
Change is who I am… I’ll reiterate;
By 7th grade,
I was late,
Happiness was mad; I had to elevate,
When I graduate (-ed),
Thought: “I couldn’t make “it””
Happiness was sad; that’s why I elevated,
Didn’t have a voice; that’s why I hesitated,
Now I have no voice because I -

There are many definitions of pride,
All in which, are perceived from a side,
Notable opinions indeed when we’re addressing the dogma that arise when mind project words that express one; wise,
However, it’s all contrary to me,
Pride isn’t something relating belief,
It can’t be put aside if it’s beyond side; choice/time,
Egoist defined when declined, rejoice inclined,
I can’t respond to a situation,
There’s no resolution when living unconditional and uncertain,
I am beyond interpretation,
I do not allude in illusions and wonder why they’re certain,
Abracadabra Hocus-Pocus...
Omm, “This State Farm jingle isn’t workin,”
AHP; “Magic”; Ouroboros,
Analytical Hierarchy Perspective on Serpent,
“They have power; They influence the course of events with supernatural forces”
That’s Magic?
The law of attraction; influencing life with thoughts; Quantum Mechanics, Force is,
Say “attract it,”
Demographics defining diplomatic, power be to the tree that’s aristocratic,
Problematic if geographic determines what’s democratic,
Tragic when ethnography constitutes what’s archetypal and habitual;
A classic ritual opposite of obsolete; of course bigotries automatic,
Bring back the art of holographic,
I’m leaning back like Crack if it’s dogmatic,
I do not understand how we understand species before intelligent and acknowledge intelligence like we never had it,
As if dyslexia was a natural condition; as if this ability was somehow previously hidden so with awareness became magic,
Freedom of speech,
“But I don’t like your words, sir”
Freedom to be,
“Those are not the clothes I prefer, sir”
Being discrete,
“He’s not in my position, he must concur”
Oh, What is believed?
They’re obligated to assumptions, so they infer most-
Too much pride will **** a man,
By picking a side he’ll lose a hand,
If using his pride he’s sure to win,
If losing his mind; insane a friend,
Clueless of time; he’ll never die,
Til P take a Ride, and replace his pride with another man’s.

Why do I have a name?
Why do I feel ashamed?
My skin is darker; kind of black,
I could play the “Why” game and watch the results change into an X looking back,
That’s darker; X squared is smarter than that,
Only with a Y does he search for a trinity in a period for unity, and equate to form,
Yes, I know, I’m speaking as if this information is the norm,
I’ll break it down,
Why do I have a name? I feel obligated to last,
I’m bound by blood; big tree, big three, red ***,
Why do I feel ashamed? Discombobulated because of the past,
Discombobulated,
Cause be: past,
Effect be: last, because my first name took me away from my last,
The irony in me losing my identity and stumbling across DNA so that I could explain how me having red skin was apart of the past,
They asked for my name,
I did not answer,
I do not approve,
They tried to label me: Insane,
I did not attack,
I do not ask; this is my mood,
I do not apply the perception if intuition reply; “data not available”,
That means it does not enter the conception if the logic wasn’t of relevance,
Hesitant, if the manifestations replaceable,
My skin is darker, black,
I was embarrassed to inherit this,
My skin is darker, fact,
Merit in gene pool looping with heritage,
American, as a liability,
Arrogance, it’s sensibility,
Aye Merica, cannabis keeping lies from billy,
Narrowness with the third eye, his sense ability,
Now I could ask why for anything,
And I’ll find the answers when I look back,
Now if I lived in the moment, I would have known everything , I too smart to ever think of sticking to these structures in order to scratch my back,
And if my ego is itching, it’s time for a backpack,
Curiosity; wondering why, had to backtrack,
In third period, he saw her,
Told her back that,
They became one, had a child, another tax bag,
Stability was hard, he spent money,
It didn’t come back,
He cried for God, he was hungry for help; received a PI; this is abstract,
With H in the middle, Phi transitioned circles into spirals, indeed he snapped back,
New lid, imagine looking up and seeing green; snapback,
Did you catch that, how the man’s breakthrough was philosophy,
A philanthropist using philharmonics to express the three in blackjack,
Why play games when we know the outcome?
Like working and supporting economics,
But we all know this experience is not fun,
You’re nobody if you’re not one,
Tried solitude but it’s hard to be spiritual if you’re not one,
Afraid of a breakthrough, so he pulled the trigga,
All that pain because he was just another *****,
Trying on advance shoes won’t make him no quicker,
I’ll be ****** if he lose, we gotta fill the picture,
I’ll be ****** if we lose, we gotta feel the pictures,
Express yourself, invest in health,
We gotta divert from all these written scriptures,
We gotta desert when we see the liquor,
We got a dessert when we see the mixture,
How it’s thicker than DNA, DMT, and Trinity together,
If I relocate promise me you’ll remember me forever,
I went from X and X to X and Y a linear measure,
This androgynous way of perceiving, is how we as a species all come together,
Acceptance is dark and I had a head start,
That’s archetypal for a breakthrough,
Because I’m convinced; I’ve conceived the belief that choice is what makes you,
Choice is what make you,
Choice is what made you,
Understanding choice is the breakthrough.

If life is an experience, what does it mean to be human?
Are we defined by actions, if so which one’s?
The ones that create, or the ones that  ruin?
Loyalty and obedience guided by an outdated constitution,
Does judgment of character pass from a cognitive mind,
Or the opposite side where ignorance is the conclusion?
If not defined by involuntary and voluntary,
It is perception that manifest an illusion we allude in,
And if this lack exist, what happens to the opportunities missed?
Much confusion in this conceived concept, an institution we unconsciously created that operates as an exclusion,
Is then, a revolution a physical manifestation of a battle within?
If so, it is the wisdom of Confucian that shines as a positive solution,
Again I’m only asking… what does it mean to be human,
Does the law of balance play a role in our existence?
Is it Yin and Yang that construct these systems,
With men as power and women as assistant,
Currency and towers for the honorable and brave,
Away from cowards, criminals, and ****** that serve from a distance,
Voiceless as backbone, leader’s writing history,
Truth is mystery because to lie means difference,
And an ego will assist it, for different is division,
One may divide into to many, but the outcome is resistant,
Their will always be a piece of that one in all, the appearance is consistent,
If there’s faith in wrong and right,
And justification becomes an excuse to fight,
Was it prophesied the moment we erased one as an act of riddance and,
Pretended the reward of pittance would equate to the state of well being?
Because what I’m seeing are twisted truths as cut roots from the tree of aboriginal ancestors with brilliance resisting a nonexistent position,
Which we’re currently living in…
Ironic isn’t it? But I ask what does it mean to be human?
Surely there’s an explanations for our potential, and why it is ideal,
We possess the abilities to create timeless art,
And if accessed the ability to self heal,
There’s something more to reveal than miracles,
Maybe the dormant abilities scripted are possibly real,
Is it possible that we’re just now discovering what it means to be human,
What it means to be, because we know what it means to not be,
Experiencing a potential that’s essential,
Because clairvoyance came after knowing what it was like to not see,
And now, the Millennials are experiencing a reality opposite of those who did not speak,
Did not give, did not love, did not live, did not shelter each other, did not seek,
Their purpose on this planet which is constantly unconsciously taken for granted,
The men she’ll abandon forgot we,
They thought me, and were of service to self… then family,
How can we, ignore others when we look in the mirror and they are what we see?
That’s a question for now, because we’re shifting, we’re blooming in this time of confusion,
Ask yourself, as I ask myself and those in the mirror before me,
What does it mean to be human?

If you’re anything like me I know you to have grown past the stage of looking and seeking information externally. As beautiful as we all are, it’s ideal that we want any instant change. With liberation also comes the removal of obligations; if one is not yet ready to let go of all in order to experience all, what you seek is not liberation but peace. Free will is then a blessing, because peace is something that occurs internal rather than external; it is the coexistence of both that equates to eternal. I understand that what I experience is simply the outcome of liberation. I experienced many different styles of perceiving life, I even indulged in the idea of other species interacting with humans on a “subconscious” level. None of these things answered any of my questions, in a positive essential way it made me feel if more; trapped. I don’t think it was the journey that liberated me; I credit the opportunities of viewing myself without judgement as the cause of this current experience. This realization brought anger, because I felt foolish. Studying what other people have experienced only exploited the fact that I experienced the same thing, and it’s very silly to me that the choice of words is what credits our opinions as being valid/relevant. This realization also brought an abundance of laughter; after taking into consideration that we all know the same thing and the only difference is our health, it becomes humorous that we see ourselves as individuals when our very thoughts are thoughts that are entangled not only throughout our species but all of the living; internal and external. After seeing both sides of the table, it’s clear that the only thing that can possibly be unique and individual is our expression; it is life itself that shows us that our expressions is what we identify as eternal (the soul). I no longer can find myself infatuated with the results of what we are to become as a species, simply because we already are. The only thing time has shown me is a space in which we call history; man kind remembering themselves through documentation. There’s an obvious direct correlation between consciously evolving and Life & Death (Rebirth). After realizing that all languages and lifestyles are the same, we are now blessed to begin our experience as a collective towards one; the language of emotions/expression/music/Art. With this understanding, we move out of a time in which we conflict with validating other peoples expressions, and into a time where all expressions are valid because there’s no longer a need to be conditioned. Unconditional love is liberation to me, because you longer have to justify why you accept something; without bedevilment we have the freedom to experience anything. When living unconditioned, there’s no more resistance from the reality of being unlimited. With this knowing, I find myself more curious and fascinated with always trying new things, because that’s what history did and that brought this experience. It’s what other species have done which equated to what they have currently become. If this is the case, what we think is something we may value; however it is ideal to express what we feel rather than what we think. Thinking has only showed us that it itself is the reoccurrence of a thought; insanity can not create an experience filled with joy and happiness if joy and happiness is the outcome of a spontaneous occurrence.

I was just lost in a minute,
Notability told me “finish”,
And all these things, I would trade it for an experience worth commitment,
Neglecting all the love that I’m giving,
Past trauma means you won’t listen,
And all these things are unchangeable; it is a memory cause we lived it,
Unacknowledgement towards a vision,
Reaction only leads to resentment,
And I wish I could go back to life, cause
Your reality got me missing-

Imagine if any thing could bother me,
My mind would probably bloom,
If it elicits what’s inside of me; an elephants in the room,
And I can go run but if I run,
What’s under the nose concisely loops,
If I am that, then I accept,
Because it is eye whom conceptions the mood,

I can be simple if need be,
Like life; everything needs me,
Everything is me,
If I’m connected to all,
How could I ever miss me?
Don’t be silly… Wabbit,
Everything I see, I admire,
You are beyond love; if an experience with you is desired…
If it’s the moment that brings a high; dark days made us tired, our ways made the fires, and mind waves made us lighter,

I.e. if I am what bothers me,
Acceptance is how I bloom,
I find myself, what becomes evident; I’m not my current mood,
Now there’s no longer a problem in the room,
If I expressed an idiom; balance says loop,
The law of attraction and Polar Motion defines a Polarity Dispute,
This is why I advocate taking a different angle; paradox because there isn’t a difference between obtuse and acute,
If measuring for a comparison, intelligence defines a fool,
There’s no separation if it’s geometric shape expresses glue,
For what you see is truly one… until a question arises; “What Is two?”

I’ve enjoyed luxury to my perceptive peak. I have enjoyed both the humor and seriousness in conceptualized thoughts regarding liberation. I’ve searched for validation in wanting to pursue mutiny. It’s unsettling to think that we consciously as a collective choose not to be aware of the dread that resides in reality. We know of crime, however we do not mutually share an ear to it’s severity. I found and experienced the genius in all whom I have shared the act of conversing with; within that same breath I have discovered that it is our very gift of intelligence that bound us mutually to stupidity as well. Understandable if there’s ignorance. My alarming question is why would we settle or be content with lack residing in systems that are meant for our personal development, and yet take a stand towards each other when the byproduct from the lack is elicited. We indulge in the idealism of what’s right or wrong when it comes to the collectives that resides near or in our personal experiences. That’s understandable. It’s baffling that we may, at times aid or protect the freedoms of men the public eye never see, however the lifestyle of a brother or sister that is considered an neighbor is hardly ever an topic for discussion (neighbors is referring to border lines). I’ve studied our history countless times and what I’ve find are sequences of events that have only divided the people and have never directly affected the power, function, or foundation that resides as the causation of these events. I have yet to find any actual evidence that shows or proves or validate that humans are incapable of being self governing with themselves. In fact I’ve found endless validation that defines the contrary. With this concrete understanding, I find it almost illogical and unreasonable to believe or even entertain the dogma that is circulating from mouth to mouth. This has never been a matters of liberation from a type of system and I’ll admit that I had previously conceived the thought that the problem resided within it’s varied function. I was terribly wrong. This has been a matter of truth. We are only missing the truth; the full truth. It broke my heart when I came to the realization that we haven’t been free for centuries. To no longer believe but know that our species have showed nothing but good and love at it’s best, has activated a light of happiness that will forever burn. With that said, I say In the same breath, it is absolutely terrifying that I have lived my entire life in a society that is the most oppressed throughout the world, and the beautiful innocent people that reside in this place, have absolutely no clue what’s happening in the shadows. I no longer have the strength to argue with anyone. I no longer have the strength to weigh in disappointment or form a judgement of another individual whom is living with complete involuntary action. All I have to give is love; The hatred I have towards myself was/is only because of wishful thinking, for if I ever had the opportunity of conspiring towards the CFR, I would, and I would’ve executed every step even if it meant closing my eyes to fully welcome an infinite dream. I would’ve, just to know that the concept of liberation was for once, actually experienced.

I want the people knowing they made Day,
If that’s the case; or no case... make another day;
-Hey, I don’t want to turn into Malcolm or Michael;
I just wanna be what I wanna be...
Kovu, Mushu, Samuel; Bruce Lee -pure mind, **** Bill, Ip Man currency;
Me and my friends are under the sea,
Ernie and Bert are on Sesame Street,
They naughty away, displaying heart break; one day they’ll say it’s egregious;
Down here, -whales
-Nobody beat us,
Deprive us from our freeness, or leave us for our weakness,
There’s no place more exquisite, diabolical; omniscient like under the sea...

I just wanna live young, fall hard, talking love; fog season...

Can I be a petitive anomaly?
Can I be condescending pompously?
Can I touch on your skin and examine your eyes like there’s no bound to thee,
Can we slowdown the time to entwine minds and be,
One with our breath before the first drop of sweat electrify our senses to heal and define divine as we activate dormant currents in spine?

You don’t notice me but in time you will,
This connection is bigger than the Wachowski’s “Red Pill”...

Girl you must understand...

I wanna be your man, like Morpheus and Carrie Anne.

Aboriginal Daytime
I never understood labels… fear as well,
It all appeared as fables and if it were true I’d choose hell,
…******, why do we fall victim to a linear language?
See, look, you already; -******; Kyi!,
“yessir”
It’s your turn to spell,
“Day is frustrated because of the word fables,
Because of how you conceive it, based off labels,
You take it as a “fictitious tale”,
Fictitious meaning imaginary, fabricated, or not real,
Most people are insecure, they have fear,
If earth is heaven, then this is hell,
Because he knows truth,
He’d rather experience pain than have the wisdom from terms like impossible or fail”
Kyi you’re always creating ignorance, give them validation,
“Day… did you forget that “we” experienced a graduation?
That’s rhetorical though… just a little medication,
Day finds it necessary that we turn our attention back towards the word fable,
Understand that; he doesn’t understand labels,
So when he used the word fable, his intentions were stable,
But humans think linear, from past to present, so his perspective was inable,
He meant; a short story with animals as characters conveying a moral-“
-We are victims who enabled ourselves to disable our ability to enable,
Who enabled our self; to give an authority to ourselves, one that disables; to turn off our ability to enable; to be aware of choice?
If we can’t see, we can’t look ahead,
Therefore the paradox is voice,
Because it’s an illusion,
The illusion of expressing your choice,
Because truth is, you already have,
You just couldn’t see the difference because of labels,
That same difference; existed in fables,
I had to reiterate it because I’m constantly crucified,
I’m misunderstood because I validate reasons to consciously unify,
I wonder if this is what it was like to live when you know who had died,
Because I took a reach and lost a hand like I had to choose a side,
I tried to teach and lost a friend,
Like why couldn’t she be a Bonnie, I would’ve taken a shot; if she cried; and if I died; I’d come back as Clyde hoping she remained divine, because it’s a crime to love when you choose a side; you lose a side,
I fought health, she fought self, I’m talking wealth without suicide,
She became wise and intelligent,
She is light and evidence of what potential is when you abide by it,
I remembered happiness and relevance,
Ignorance and arrogance but I became narcissistic when you arrived; miss…
Missed, you will be,
If, it is Yoda I’m speaking,
Double meaning if its solitude you are seeking,
Because them shots I took earlier backfired, now I’m obviously bleeding,
Looking for air, must repair time; I’m focused; perceiving,
Somehow I went from having a home to habits alone,
The death of me is with the best of me, because the rest of me couldn’t address what’s left of me,
Context clues, it wasn’t safe when eye left; contact in alone,
If I stayed in the past my last laugh would’ve came right after my last,
I had grew, I embraced a new path, I was contacted alone,
Because nobody called, nobody talked,
I was sitting in silence,
Then came Gaia,
She said “acid”, I said “that’s it?”, and every since Ye my existence has been timeless,
I  no longer have white fever,
**** was moving to fast,
My nose was caught up in a white girl and I couldn’t even keep her ***,
I tried to keep her balanced but still she turned green,
Truth is lie and lie is truth, if you couldn’t understand I would’ve defined the mean,
How do you live, is it yin or yang?
With the love or with the fear or are they both the same thing?
Are the polarities chaotic? Are you feeling demotic?
Are you hearing the otic and making it hip?
Are you in this illusion; a state of confusion, because the options you’re choosing ain’t me,
Because the green on the paper, is making me think I hate her, because the ***** that saved us ain’t he,
Females… they want the mind,
But men belong to time,
Both will deny this is true,
Males… Material Mind,
Girl friend’s in a line wanting to take the focus of the fact that life is just you,
She was just used,
He couldn’t choose,
She was confused,
And he was abused,
We decided to live, but she was backwards,
I’m only evil cause I draw back,
Dyslexic lid, she’s was bad words,
There’s a cut off in the dab sword,
Hell low like I’m exiting to enter,
High like I’m existing in picture,
I hope she stay hot, and continue to rise,
It’s a cold world, sinking is wise,
I hope she experience the storms that’ll give her supplies,
I hope she **** me before I ever give Advice Versa,
It’s Aboriginal Daytime; twin flame gon issing as Vice Versa,
****… I wish I heard her.

(Hmmm hmmm hmmm hmm, hmmm hmmm hmmm hm)
I’m looking at paradox and choice, like
“What is choice when you voice light?”, like
If I am consciousness and I’m living unconscious it seems as though it’s inevitable to feel destroyed right?
How can I operate this body and mind if I’m blind,
If I’m missing the menu? Seriously, how can you expect me to identify a sign in life?
I’m stuck in insanity, I’m doing the same **** over and over again,
Expecting different results, I’m Donkey on a coaster with friends,
Light says be calm, ego says we on, people say leave mom,
Pause, mom is a reference towards the feminine energy, it creates, the masculine manifest,
I’m talking omni, god, light, androgynous life;
This is something you can’t transgress because it doesn’t exist but do transgress, because it’s something Man possess,
Man as in mankind, which is both male and female,
BECAUSE YIN AND YANG IS A UNIVERSAL LAW!!!,
Logic; being left brain idea; which means form, is why we believe in hell and punish ourselves, and why we hinder our “self” before we evolve,
Amigo told me have a “vision”, Padre dismissed me like the path was missing, ***** I’m tiptoeing, doing everything in my power; avoiding rash decisions,
And I recently just found out my path was missing because my half was splitting, that’s everything look…
I’mm juust trynna finnd myy “self”...
I understand that it’s destiny to experience this life,
The difficulty in I committing and finding a wife,
9 times out of 10 I see I before U,
Ask yourself: “Did I see I 9 times out of 10 because my focus was on locating the letter I 9 times before U?”
That’s crazy huh? Welcome to Mind,
Understand, this is because of the English language,
We have no linguistic forms which is why it’s difficult to decrypt the ancient,
They’re us, we documented this information in everything, you name it,
Of course through ignorance, which is the cause to the effect of us learning about the stories that were fabricated and famous;
IT’S THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE!!!
It requires that verbs and action words be associated with nouns,
Because of this, there’s NO LINGUISTIC FORM to figure **** out,
We’re talking aboriginal, the beginning where archetypal concepts were pure,
This is why imaginations important, if you haven’t yet, please read my poem Einstein’s Recipe, because imagination is the cure; treat insanity, look,
All I’m saying is, use the muscle in your right brain,
Because these forms/ideas cannot be perceived by the senses,
Only pure reason alone,
If you want to discover home; yourself, and elsewhere you must relieve yourself from senses,
That means, let go of the material world, what has manifested to vision,
Turn your attention towards your inner eye to create a vision,
And understand thought and its position,
How it's the quantum world; creation, before decision,
The best description; it happens before you’re even aware it, listen,
That means you are experiencing reality from a different vision,
BECAUSE YOU ALREADY MADE A CHOICE BEFORE YOU WERE AWARE OF IT,
“Awareness” is what’s missin,
With it, we’re able to access our genius and learn how to  navigate reality,
At that point we’d conquer mortality,
It’s both religion and spirituality, a neutrality,
Theoretically speaking this would lead to physical, mental, and emotional totality,
Reincarnation isn’t a belief, it is law; and these universal  laws express modality,
We are the seeds of vitality,
Wake up, wake up, wake up, because the "sleep" you is killing me, killing us, killing everything man Imm juust saaying I neeed help…
I feel uncomfortable, talking about a being I never met,
Because I believe we would’ve married if she never left,
And it pained me when she came in dream,
Because this was a reality,
one that's not commonly seen to respect,
one that society deem as a strech to accept,
Yet, still, what I felt was very real,
This experience varied feel and real because this was a sense of knowing,
A sense I couldn’t detect,
I guess what I’m saying is that there’s no such thing as death,
Well, at least in my reality because I met her in a different way and feel equally blessed,
Trying to possess the ability to confess, to simply contest the I in invest,
Lady, save me,
Ii waant you annd noo onee else…
Imm juust saaying I neeed help…
I’mm juust trynna finnd myy “self”...
(Hmmm hmmm hmmm hmm, hmmm hmmm hmmm hm)

Everyone is stupid.
Everyone is genius.
Observation is judgement.
Assumptions convenient.

I fell inn love with my best friend,
It’s why I decided to extend,
Mind past the thoughts that were programmed,
An extended conscious; suspend,
Consumed psychoactives; transcend,
I seen what’s objective; pre-thoughts were neglected, I can no longer “pretend”,
I will no longer contend,
I can no longer commend;
I can only amend; new perspectives to my ideology using Scientology;
Everything that I express is a biography; I can only, (Ascend),

She got potential… I hope she keep her head up,
He’s preferential... he’s sure to be fed up,
May both be light that serves as something gentle,
Harmonies instrumental.

Sometimes I wish I defined none,
I feel like I’m only defining one,
Can’t picture a time that I’d run,
Can’t picture a time that I was done,

I’m wishing today we’ll choose to breathe,
Remember, forgive, and it’s a week,
Decisions were made in liberty…

I’m wishing for days where we’re free.

There’s a word that’s a sound that doesn’t exist,
Or, hasn’t manifested to, consciously shift,
What it means to be inn love, why our minds tend to drift,
Off into the future like, yesterday is still happening and today reminisced a prediction of what’ll happen if my spirit continues to lift,
This thought I couldn’t dismissed, for there’s validation in imagination projecting a reality where these three time structures coexist,
A possibility I couldn’t resist,
A space where I know happiness will sit,
Decayed the  memories of pain when I saw a kiss,
Replayed the memory again because my understanding didn’t fit,
A second turned into a lifetime, time... it was time I had previously missed,
Rubbing my head because my intentions were missed,
By time I meant mind and lips, a tick I couldn’t forget,
She will be loved, she will be such,
A simple but difficult thought to brush,
Because I’m always like “So this is what the force brought to us”,
Thankful for the ego that fought for trust,
That taught me much,
And the broken barbies who were lost in lust,
Because they pushed me to walk when touched,
Zombie apocalypse, I can’t cough enough,
Too much snot, too many bugs that mental illness can’t fall on crush, -hush…
Let me hush, because I say too many words and I should say less,
Paying attention, and it has been wondering like I should pay less,
I feel like Romeo, because I’m running Juliet’s way next,
Like “My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love is as deep, the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite”,
And then I’ll stand with nothing more to confess,
Hoping it’s my intentions she somehow digest,
If I fail to express the hell in invest,
It’s the tragedy of young love that’ll be reassessed,
To be or not to be will be the final thought I contest,
I need rest… because I enjoy that existence, where I’m able to create in an instance,
A reality where we’re no longer separated by distance, or the laws in a dimension,
Where I’m no longer an anarchist and can say ***** the resistance because fighting for freedom is no longer vital than assistance,
In that space I believe we’d stop pretending, and stop and listen,
Find time to analyze you and I and understand what we have before the aftermath lead us to separate paths searching for what’s currently existing,
A server condition, I admire ambition,
Cleared all my wishing, because I finished the mission,
I only ask for permission, to experience a handful of experiences on your journey,
And for a warning, warn me,
Before you fly and enjoy the freedoms in the sky,
So that I’m able to give a proper goodbye and maintain a kingdom built for you and I,
This home would remain open, and if my soul is chosen for another script,
I would be sure to leave a word on the walls to explain what love is,
Or a poem like this,
To explain a word that’s a sound that doesn’t exist.

In this “time”, this “journey”,
This experience of:  “knowing myself”,
I take time; appreciating how “I” remembered my wealth and was a king-
“- I am a king”
“I am a soul evolving after involution because my intuitions fully “well””
I said I, there was another…
Another meaning…
I credit she, that was a queen,
“She is a queen, who gave love”,
She is a soul functioning as a higher self, in a higher dimensional state,
Time reflected me, which evoked self, that then gave self-awareness of my current space, which erased, the limited concept of time,
Then came more opportunities to see my,
Many ways of thinking, that molds my many ways of seeing thyself, my personality that reflects the many physical manifestations of my inner health,
Which brought me to my inner self,
And that brought recognition in understanding the difference between the body and the mental health,
Which brought dreams where I’d journey as a different self,
Then came the understanding of life, an experience,
It’s creating a journey in the environment you’re in,
Then experiencing it to get back to happiness; again,
Look, when I speak, understand,
What you see are the many thoughts in a vibration that manifest into, “myself”,
I’m only giving you wisdom, using ancient philosophy that we all know,
Understand well being, a human’s true wealth,
This is knowledge that I’ve learned from the theory,
“As above, so below”
That’s Hermeticsm... Wait… Greek mythology in Rome?
Hermes and Mercury?
I thought the Romans burnt down the library of Alexandria and all the knowledge,
Welllll, if money is power, go to college,
But I believe it’s knowledge; experience, that builds these universities,
Just like the universe-
“Hush, you have to properly navigate them home”
Oh yeah, you gotta know the yin and yang,
It’s the same thing as As above, So below,
This is Chinese philosophy,
WAIT! ...
Wait, please tell me you see the connection between politics and society,
Countries and History,
“How” we were divided and “why” it was a mystery,
How religions are stories and philosophy, and things that gods would teach,
And it still isn’t clear that the people we praise, are what we can be if we aspire to be,
And that the experience we’re experiencing as a human species is only prophecy, because we forgot our roots, the biology, on how our thoughts assembled the body consciously,
And how to be a king, become a god, it’s all philosophy?
Its like Star Wars and Star Trek, this whole awakening slash conscious thing,
This means theory is life,
Theoretically speaking, if metaphysics and fantasy; that’s Sci-Fi , were looked at as religion; by that I mean held with faith and a grain of salt,
Again theoretically speaking, movies would be life,
Again I emphasize that theory, it is life,
So what is life?
I say life is a consciousness that creates and experience itself,
In many dimensions which is why it’s understandable we’re living many lives at once and time doesn’t exist,
We’re constantly extending ourselves, if that’s hard to conceive then perceive, just look at how many times in this poem I extended the self,
Next is the “Big Crunch”, evolution,
After “The Big Bang” which was involution,
The experience of individuality, devolution,
Which is why we focus on this illusion,
Everything existing above and below are connected,
It’s just an extension of our true self,
This type of awareness came from true love,
A queen that was ensorcelled and devalued,
The pleasures of a female are so, De-Valued,
I mean, there’s a decrease in the chakra Sacral,
A decrease in DV (Direct Voltage), there’s no balance, no DV (Disparity Vector),  which is why D&V (DcK & Vgina) ends in DV (Dark Vengeance) which leads to DV (Domestic Violence) or a decrease in DV (Daily Values) which leads to DV (Decreasing Value) which are DT, (Dark Thoughts), DV’s (Decoy Vehicles) that creates DV (Dense Vibrations), decreasing the concept of DV (Diversification Value) which is why we be DV (Disabled Vehicles), and physically manifest a DV (Dark Vision), this virtual reality where a species is DV (Divided),
DT (Define Time) because I’m convinced it’s a combination of IUDT,
(Individuals Unconscious Direct Thoughts),
It means I, You; Depicting Things, and that’s enough VD (validation), a quick C&E (Cause and Effect) on how D&V can lead to the pleasures of a female being Devalued,
But that’s another story, I learned that by observing me,
After observing she,
I just appreciated how she smiled when she was unable to see,
If there truly was a light, which enable belief,
I call it faith, others say create because she created relief,
Truly in me, so I relentlessly searched for knowledge to attain and arrange a way for her to be free because again I’m truly grateful that she,
Gave love, a true reflection that was dormant but naval to me,
I learned so that I can serve her, but that quickly turned towards others which awoke clairvoyance in me,
Jesus is what I aspire to be but there’s still this burning desire to be,
In the arms of this lady, this queen that cyphers in dreams until I wake and such love still remains to be seen,
But that’s another story, I’m inn love, I give love without expecting a thing,
It’s a way of life, which is why I’m constantly responsibly subjecting this awareness, this consciousness thing,
Because I honestly; at least modestly believe in this concomitantly,
And that previously, I am a king, and she is a queen,
I didn’t say “was” because in this “time”, this “journey”,
This experience of: “knowing myself”,
The previously conceived concept of time is no longer a thing.

No need to address the unknown,
My baby, my lady awaits,
I’ve met many and it’s adding up,
It’s her who has no face,
I mean, the Goddesses I’ve met,
Along with the promises I’ve kept,
Created an experience, one I’ll protect,
Because I learned the value of a woman without having ***,
Captivated by beauty, I’ll give into temptation if you let me,
Fabricated profusely, I’d live in meditation if you left me,
That’s in space, a river of time,
Be aware, my love, share,
A blunt to ease the mind,
Before dinner and red wine,
Define what defines a line,
Is it the curves below your spine,
Or the ones above the waste that are often confined,
Another possible choice could’ve been the lips,
In general I credit the soul that shines beyond the eye for manifesting a figure; a design that express divine the moment sight experience the light from chakras aligned,
A work of art indeed, which is why I believe,
It is the memories that never leave,
The laughter shared by she,
A collective that flipped the W in we,
Experiences with women that reflected me,
Love was a mirror, this picture was clear,
The image was H and E,
In that moment I wondered what silenced the S,
A thought occurred that was defining an ex,
An experience that was temporary but it taught me to confess the conflict within me,
Yes, it is all the above that lead me to believe the woman I love has yet to be seen,
“But what about the one that gave you air?”
The one who taught me how to properly breathe?
She’ll find another, they always do,
“Then you’ll write about how life isn’t fair?”
Wait, what do you mean?
“It is she who removed herself from dream,
That very reason is why you’re able to see,
And yet, it is fear that leads you to the thought of extreme,
You wouldn’t let go if you truly believe,”
That’s hypocritical, you’re the one that constantly scream-
“-I would never talk to you that way, that’s a different energy,
When you avoid a calm state, a void allows a dense vibrations,
I’m sending you love, but some days you’re just not hearing me,
Understand an illusion, understand the situation,
It is you who has concentration on intoxicating thoughts, a manifestation; a generation of an oxidative cause, this hallucination destination is delegating loss,
Basically the oxygen she gave you is decreasing,
Because you’re pulling electrons from iron, an ego,
This compound is why you’re rusting, deceiving,
You are the cause of the effect meho”
So any thought that’s dense is, in theory, harmful to me?
“what I’m saying is, be watchful for I am only love, a parcel of light who’s state of being is harmonious, artful, and free”
Okay okay, I understand that she’s a goddess,
And this is me being modest,
And this love will remain with thee, for this is a promise,
But with that said that is all, anything else would be dishonest,
The woman I’ve grown to love wouldn’t leave me to think,
She wouldn’t remove herself from space,
She may journey across the 7 seas,
She may Indulge in a quest, I mean, who am I to disagree?
And even then she’ll stand with grace,
What is hope in return when there’s an undeniable link,
Look, I’ve lusted for many years,
And it took many years to realize the physical was a distraction,
Because her being on top of me brought a thought to me, “Where’s the satisfaction?”
After this marinated I realized she was just practice,
Then came another, she brought me to passion,
My chest burned to see her smile,
Her happiness became essential after premonition,
I learned life, to evolve her perceptions and vision,
But apart of me feel like she’s only pretending,
We shared many conversations but not once has she asked or passed a topic concerning my ways, how or why I'm living,
Don't get me wrong, this is true love, I will always be there by her side,
I never want our experience to grow distant,
Yet, There’s still no satisfaction, there’s one more thing missing,
So again, she was more practice,  because the woman I love will not only create lust and passion but a term that’ll erase the term deficient,
Commitment,
This is something I’ve never experienced,
This is the last stop, because love is a trinity,
Affinity that’s infinity with the traits of divinity,
Femininity with masculinity creating Omnipotence/Omniscience,
They say two is better than one...but I never let separate define me, understand, this wisdom is proficient,
Cognition is needed if you truly want to understand,
Commitment,
This is a merge of two separate realities, two experiences, two conscious beings,
This doesn’t mean that they’re no longer separate, just together in the state of being,
This means whenever I’m in pain, she would feel it to,
It’s a telepathic link, an instant reading,
It’s agreement between two individuals,
To paint a better picture, it’s something like marriage I’m seeing,
See, passion is a connection through dreaming,
Commitment is a connection through being,
The difference is validation, knowing,
The thin line between conscious and unconscious,
Because of who I am, I will always stay true to a promise,
But I’m ready for my Pocahontas,
Many people live for God, and the rest for legacy,
Call me different but I’ve always lived for she, this thought never got ahead of me,
An experience of the love trinity with the woman from the dream,
I hope she comes soon, lately I’ve been losing strength,
I pray that the force send her my way, before the thought of me decay, and I become an expression of words that are sounds from a thought that never solidified to be seen.

I can show you, if you let me,
Defined as grower, if you left me,
Let’s start the journey, Shiva is protecting me,
Easter eggs; remember lead, you’re never dead, We never die, write your life now because later’s for exit scenes,
This is simply a right hand stretch,
Being present is how we discover what’s next,
What does it mean to invest?
Join me if love is your currency and uncertainty is a mentality because  neutrality certainly equates to a lifetime experience of being bless

In the AM I find myself feeling helpless,
Because of premonition,
Yes I credit this condition being the reason I’m in this position,
A vision of a woman who’s… reckless,
The extension of my friendship neglected,
Understand me, that choice was respected,
So from a distance she stands protected,
Let me reiterate, she could love another and I wouldn’t feel jealous,
But breathless, indeed because I’m restless,
True love is selfless; the cause of sending energy that isn’t returned is a decrease in wellness,
Such a sacrifice says over zealous,
If defined by actions, this attachment would reiterate selfish,
Soooo… should I help less?
An illogical choice; says an audible voice, “With awareness comes responsibility”; consequently  I’m optimally responsible for her well being, credited to my embryonic ability; psychic dreaming, I feel obligated to protect her from those that care less,
I happily embrace the cause of being connected,
The effects I experience were expected,
The benefits in feeling; source detected,
A guide to where the energy should be directed but still,
I feel helpless,
Because I cant force this ****,
Keeping calm,
Because divorce isn’t it,
Separation is my last resort, no need to abort, we had a kid,
And it wasn’t a *******,
Despite the games she thrown, she isn’t evil,
I just find it hard to understand how she live backwards,
In those exact words I’m thinking how she act first, like she pass words and catch worse,
Rash words, scratching my head like “ Re-Act, first?”
As if living abstract dictates the fundamentals of motion,
“It does.”
As if her mentality is physical because of emotions,
“Is love?”
This trilogy, it manifested after devotions,
“ENOUGH!”
Be real with me, this friendship rested when tested between time invested and emotions chosen that would motion an experience with oxytocin,
“WAKE UP!”
THERE! There’s the vision,
Lately I’ve been feeling like somethings missing,
But this vision foreshadowed a decision,
For what I saw was this description,
Blonde hair, red eyes; because you smoke a lot,
Aged me, red eyes, because I hoped and got,
A daughter, but I thought it was a boy,
You supported my thoughts because we learned it’s better to build than destroy,
And you knew what she’d be, how she’d look, how fast she’d grow,
Still unhappy, you left, completely booked, I was right there to love you both, like I was frozen, bounded by our creation and couldn’t let it go,
Your actions no longer affected me, for we made a home for she,
A body that housed a soul that would shine and never leave,
My side that is,
Premonition says we had a kid,
And it wasn’t a *******,
A vivid dream that needs to be dissected,
Either it happened or it didn’t ,
I need more clarity in this vision,
I need you, but you’re somewhere off being reckless,
Completely headless, heart restless,
I can’t help but feel… helpless.

I was king, I was great, I was different,
I was everything... now I’m something that doesn’t listen,
“I need a future, I need a purpose,”
To insist on a need means it’s the contrary I’m missing,
What is it that prohibits the spirit?
“A limited truth.”

I traded idealism for imagination, idioms, and moments,
I told my last lie and watched the domino fall; past-life points now obsolete, I’m currently projecting atonement,
There are no opponents,
If you’re fighting to belong you’ll die a communist; homeless:

We’ll build extensions of what we’re neglecting,
Project it as an idea or weapon;
Worthy of investment, detrimental in a second,
We’ll emphasize value, although we’ll never own it,
Twist empathize to divide choice,
We’ll sympathize like it defines voice,
Children/Public victimized;
But, he did send his condolences...

Enloa Gay offspring reflected a direction,
Little boy and Fat boy’s catastrophic erections;
***** with forced seeds, liberty gave birth to perception...

Must we congregate after acknowledging an imperfection, or at the sense of a disconnection?

I.e., is there ever a right time to reflect on?

Every shred of tear; wipe away,
Pleasure in pain/hideaway,
There’s no need, for we have died before.

Projections erased him, they erased her; there is no me...

May we resurrect in the belief that we are ourself,
May we protect what we hate before we yet again damage our health I speak of poison,

-We see the same picture, the difference is in words,
Be idealistic, be a facet, be a verb;
We never created movies to be seen;
Moving pictures express terms unheard,

It started with love, it transmuted to hate, undisputed we reputed it fate, conceiving idealisms that uprooted from grave; polluted minds but in time we refuted/we changed; forgive, accept, remember, create...

Old cycles were never mistakes,
They were waves of frequencies that propelled us back straight,
Back towards a time in which all are gay.

Perish the world, he’s scaring the girl,
She is warm hearted when she grows,
A beauty obsession alludes the thought to attach; beauty’s possession reflects what she already has, it’s clearly neglection serving as an obstacle which it is Optic Optimum, she tends to know...

My love, why do you concern yourself with material and disaster?
Is my existence not enough to excite/evoke an ******* chapter?
I look at you like I look at me;
Heavy hearted tendencies; unintentionally,
Resentment will never see the light of day, it doesn’t exist in me;
Words can not represent me,
I’m neither here nor there, I’m currently/representing a common denominator; a piece of the math that equates to half of a problem that graphs a three dimensional shape expressing light, consciousness; you and me...

I ask time after time,
Can we focus on mind,
Can we be aware of the experience before involuntary actions lead to the terms myself and find;
Moments in which we intelligently convince ourselves we’re contrary to being fine,
Stupidity exposed when we shut our eyes to say we’re blind...

What is life if all leave?
If all stay, what is mine?

Where is the world?
“The women had grew...”
We’ll call it nothing short of paradise; a reflection of something new that has been known that transcended the seeds left behind;
Perish defined...

I’m not in pain, these aren’t sad words being expressed,
These are loving terms, a spoken vibration I never got to confess,
Let’s regress back to a time I never got to quest,
Before my dime ejected and never made it to nest,
I had no home, but I had a heart,
Every time I moved a story would start
I was good at saying bye, and every time a friend would cry, inside I’d fall apart,
I told myself, one day I’ll find a love,
I’ll fall inn love and she’ll convince me to stay,
We’d indulge in philosophy, talking about what’s possibly above,
And in her lap my head would lay,
She’d do that smile and I’d gasp out loud and in that moment a feeling would express the sound of safe,
My love… it hurt me when I found out you were seeing the same,
I’ve experienced you in dreams until you revealed your name,
In that moment everything changed,
Because you were real and this chase lead me to grave,
You sent me many pieces and just recent, it all came clear,
I’m sorry I was far away when you needed me near,
I’m sorry he got sick and placed intentions in fear,
I promise to finish what you started because you’re the reason I’m here,
My dear, it’s just not fair,
I begged for you, I trusted faith and that lead to you,
My dear, it’s just not fair,
They said you didn’t exist, that you were impossible, but you were just missed,
I’ll take psychedelics just to find you,
Study mathematics to guide you here with me,
I’ll increase my vibrations,
Explore dimensions and variations fearlessly…
It hurt me when I found out our opportunity was stripped,
I can’t lie, I had rage, I was truly ******,
I kept thinking of ways to fix this situation,
But the only answer available is patience, and waiting for you will be the reason I live,
Something told me that this reality wasn’t planned,
Because I kept searching for ways to commit suicide, and I’d reference Romeo and Juliet because their love is something I finally understand,
All my life, I’ve prayed for someone like you,
And I thank God that I finally found you,
And these are the words that never made it to ear,
I hope you’re able to hear,
My dear… my dear… you’re the reason I’m here,
I love you, I miss you, stay with me a little longer,
Lay with me, let your presence be known so that I am stronger,
My love, look at what the grave did,
Guided me to enlightenment so that I was able to see you,
My dear… we almost made it,
I’ll be counting down the days, embracing death because I’m excited to meet you…
My love…

Thought of the night:

“I left the past because the future wasn’t right; I moved into the now and now I see by existing with what is, what isn’t is a condition that can not be.”

It isn’t wrong, its simply the aftermath of a thought rather than the thought. Zero being the very frame that one occupies, The sequence equating to eight spaces followed by reiterations is no longer a constitution. If there’s no mutual eyesight, what stands before you is not a wave but a blurred line; flatlined.

We care; only when there’s an awareness of an experience,

I’m watching this movie, and even with the abundance of love and terror, the excitement seems to be absent.

I find it cliché that change takes place after the moment is no more.

I find it humiliating that we embrace what we see over what we feel.

I find it unfortunate that I have watched this movie absent of company.

I find bliss in the day that I am liberated from experiencing bodies without a consciousness.

-Idiocracy

Things that are impossible are extremely fun and rewarding, just as long as there is an unknown possibility. If you are to discover such a thing, you inevitability just created freedom for the rest. Its our duty to inform the rest of this way. If expressed, others will only create more paths. Is it not now obvious how it is communication that create the roots, that waters the seed of who we are in order for the tree of love to grow. This will forever be known as the tree of life. Ancestors called this Garden of Eden. We will call it Nova Gaia.

Home resides in a place beyond mind,
My spirit calls and calls,
Bound by the physical, I allude in time,

It’s a stretch to say I’m here or there,
Hopefully I’m somewhere near rather than in between; boundless fear,
THIS WORLDS NOT, fair…
This world don’t care,
We won’t share…
What about other creations,
The moon, the ocean;
The water…
The air…

I came here to inspire a reason for us to aspire ourself,
The final hour will reveal health,
Identity; wealth,

Up above the world so high,
Oh how I wish I’d leave with sky…