Emptiness is full
frothing at the edges
come bowls of sea foamed , rich tone
of wave
vibrations

undulating shores
of invisible islands , that form in the space around the music.

Materializing are the friendships of harmony -

close knit fantasies
ring out in each layer
a mystical magical movement - vibration

emanating for all to share

dive deep

into the domains  of the  wordless , formless

Walk with legs that do not buckle ,
not anymore.

Can you stand now ?  
Can you stand on two feet , falling through the space between rest stops ,
pavements eating footsteps up , vibrations miss the point...
......that earth already has a floor !
Can you stand now?

Walk with legs that do not buckle.

With loving hands , i float a paper boat down the stream.
Folded from a sheet of thin lined a4 ,
covered in my frustration, in my self hate , in my wishful thinking of stories never come true , smothered in my silent sighs , etched with the tear stained wisdom soaked tale of hearts growing.

Melded together , ******* in past karma , future favors..... we grew ,

in a dance , letting go of hands then drifting , as if we were floating in space , spiraling far from each other , our minds a better solace then those around us.
Sometimes it would spill over , bubble into a brew around my feet , embarrass me with my heart all too feeling. A bad taste lolls on my tongue , from words i wish i had spoken , fear whispering things into my ears, noises of bad deeds imaginary.

I'm not supposed to tell you that someone helped heal me , much more than any others...
I'm supposed to have done it all myself.
But he stays

he stays, after seeing aspects i could barely show to myself they rung with such hollow heartfelt heartlessness.
Misguided identity fraud , is the name of this game.


I've offered plenty of times
"leave when you need to.... i know i can be too much"

shhh he says.
With loving hands , where all experience still  sits engraved in skin,
i'll tell you a secret,
the boat never floats away.
But joins all the others , bunched up
on a strand of DNA.

Helios , mexicana
dip diving to solar frontiers,
we are not dispersed amongst a boundless , dead , cold cosmos
we are nestled among the ***** of a warm , emotional , vibratory tone like a bell universes nebula eye in a storm , bumble bee to beetle bug , largest whale to smallest ant mixoligy lesson in creation.

tame those furrowed minds
and be fed , with the grace of a learned lover , by the hand of magnificence,

Heaven & Hell

to be fair , can't really say anything about heaven and hell because some part of me believes that whatever you are truly thinking about becomes your reality. So for the people who is sure they are going to hell that may be the case.
but on principle i do no think there is any judgement on your life other than your own.
So i wouldn't say i believe in them , no... but i do think there is a possibility those places exist..

Re-Incarnation

This one is more about *time for me than anything else

because i think that death is just a blip in the time space continuum.
Like a tree never really dies or is born , because it's just forms into something else.
The rule in science, that no energy can be created it just changes.

AND i think the essence of a person  is what makes them 'a person' although the body is which we express that essence to.
SO i think that if after some time in that body , the essence get's stronger.

AND let's say you die at 89, then you've spent a fair amount of 'experiences'

( another way of measuring time is ; Measuring it by how many things you've done - i like to count happy things , and things that make me grow as a person.)

Knowing that we have effects on the world around us ,
we can see that we emit some kind of energy ,
Although that's more to do with WHY being a human is so cool.

(Because we get to choose what we emit.  )

Anyway .. so you have all these experiences and the body is just an expression of that essence.

Just like there are many types of plants and animals that have their own characteristics and then deeper personalities for each 'individual' ... that is a slightly different  expression of the 'same thing' (collection / species ).
So the children and children's children take a little of each 'individuals' mix and grow it some more.

And in Buddhism *it says that you ARE the next generations..because you don't leave a place until you have learnt the lessons. If one looks at the way humanity has progressed, and where we are now.. we have a lot we can learn...Which is why i know this is one of my 'last times' on earth.
and i've heard some things about how you move together in a group of 'souls' you've been with before.

So what you do in any life , you do to yourself anyway... it makes a lot of sense... it would be a  wonderful way to get to learn things .
You are the teacher you are the master. It resonates with me a lot.
Because i can see certain cycles in my life of specific events that taught me things.

That,  and my godmother told me a story of when i as 4 and showed her a quill and proceeded to show her how it worked and told her all about it..i don't think i knew about quills that much then.. that's before i recall reading properly...
i ALSO happen to be a good writer.


I have also met people who share 'lives' with me.  (and i've never seen so much with another person as i have seen with my 'Boyfriend'.)
It works like this. * One of us says something that we 'daydream' or feel so strongly towards, it's your intuition talking so it's good to listen. Then we compare what we feel when we think of that thing.. and more often then not and with certain details we'll both have the same so it's not just 1 of us. *Which makes it a correlation... *

I like to look at my life and events like that deeply. Because there seems to always be a 'plot twist' or some revelation i didn't know existed.

So all in all* i believe you enter and exit bodies , but see all the lives as 1 life , not as separate lives.
The lives are more of a segment, or a stage , or a blip and death is the dash...
......however you wanna call yin and yang.

But as we saw earlier , all energy only changes , so technically it's the same thing.

Which goes into the detail of how you can be yourself , what seems like 'more than once'.

All energy is itself - expressing itself , in different forms.

Much like the variety of species , solar systems , cells , cell organs... atoms , protons, quarks..

Although i will say this , i am still thinking / reading / learning about the nature of the death period

i often understand these things through looking at the cycles in my body as a start point.

But i prefer to focus on life , since i am quite young and i know i have some more of the road ahead of me , so i like to contemplate it from time to time
because even though we get to choose things,
there is a certain movement that is not ours to an extent.
I think you can, in a way prolong life... eating well.. thinking happily... but that is an event that WILL happen .

That is a certainty.. in a universe so full of * 'chance AND *variety'.... to *have a certainty that big...well that's *pretty interesting.

Life though , life has i feel , a purposeful force.
Choice is the pretty awesome thing. ( and you asked me a  big question , i hope this answered it.. if you need more info or need me to clarify anything tell me  , hey it's really nice talking to you Jade! Even though Facebook  sometime is kinda a bad thing i feel.... it let's us do this ... the internet is an interesting place.. what do you think of it?) Love xox

the cosmos exudes from between our toes
trails of nebula  and spiral arm galaxies
burden the floor with their scented residue
of caramel complexion on mint cream -

expectations fall to the wayside
as the wayside falls to expectations

trust in the infallible,
if the world ( is to me )
saved from the virtuous vindication's of a pacifier society
run to the nearest tree and sway with the blustering breeze !


for the cosmos exudes between our toes
trails of nebula and spiral arm galaxies litter the floor

tell me a tale of who i am ,
yet i know i have not felt myself in my fullness.

for i was born before the cosmos could take her first steps
or the sparkling sun stars could take their first light
i am neither the mountain nor the valley in depth
but within both i am sure to reside ~

out of my womb cascades a waterfall of pixie dust to the glee of several a man .

yet i always had wondered why none stuck around to hear from the well versed band.

I was quite sure the depths that i knew how to love
would create a whirlwind of sorts  
enhanced by the glow of a dark purple blue rose , i’m not quite the type for rose quartz

to spend my love ***** nilly , a silly endeavor indeed
not all can handle the burn as i am

Light Sky ,

a fire filled sky ,

i am the sunrise dripping from the heavens in mellow tones of yellow and pink , i am the solar eclipse, sacred geometry in motion
and by association
i am the high tide moon shine get you drunk off one look sunset in the desert , dark purple blue rose kinda lady.

and you ,

my earth breeze , can whistle up a tune to jam with me , like no one would ever believe..


The cosmos that exudes between our toes
stacked layer upon layer
like a pancake tower
are the places we go to when the world
closes it’s eyes.