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Gemineyed Gypsy Jan 2015
This is my voice and these are my words,
gently flowing from my mouth,
through your finger tips in verse.
Keep open, your mind and your head held high.
Keep your heart with me, for there true peace does lie.
© 2015 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Dec 2014
Always with her, our seasons change;
Love emerging while stars rearrange.

Gentle rainfall from sun-filled skies
As tears of joy well in her eyes.

As smiles form from tears of love,
Peace-filled rainbows form above.

When bereaved, her world turns gray;
Her happiness, warming clouds away.

With the wind, she follows suit,
Across the skies as bright stars shoot.

A gift to earth from the heavens above,
Our warm sun sent to show her love.

She views the world as her own,
Safely orbiting her guardian, our moon.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Dec 2014
We all have the power to change our own lives;
Whatever we desire we can have.
There will always be decisions, paths to take;
Journeys ahead with forks in the road.
Obstacles and lessons, some good and some bad;
We all have the power to choose.
Believe in yourself and follow your heart;
Chase your wildest dreams.
Remember your roots while looking ahead,
Have faith, love & hope; seek peace.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Dec 2014
It would take an entire lifetime of an explanation
to tell you what it is that I believe.

There aren't enough words to describe the magic,
the beauty, the love and the joy...
And to see the difference once you've seen the dark side.

Life has taught me lessons, there have been trials and despair,
yet I have been lifted up, journeyed on.
I've learned to breathe in the glorious healing air.

To sum it all up, for there's no better way than simply put...
I believe in the Universe, in God and in Love.
I believe all good things truly come from above.

Look up and you'll see the sun, moon and stars.
Close  your eyes and remember, this world is ours.

We were put here to be one with nature, to fellowship in love.
To feel the warmth of the sun and the beauty of the skies.
To feel the wind at our back and in green pastures lie.

This is our earth, let's treat it as such.
Let's live in peace with each other,
Let us connect with the powers of Love.

Whether you seek Buddha, Parvati, Brahma, or God,
Reach out and delight in the beauty  from above.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Dec 2014
I'm that small voice inside your head telling you what to do.
Sometimes you're quiet enough to listen to me.
Sometimes you're aware enough to be still and feel me.
Sometimes you can't stop the howling winds within your mind.
You get wrapped up inside the tornado of thought, swirling through every nerve of your whole body, getting increasingly worse as new thoughts continue to overtake your mind, thoughts as abundant as raindrops falling upon a vast, dark and stormy ocean, your body the small helpless vessel being consumed by the unknown with your poor, lost soul trapped deep inside.
Luckily that's only sometimes.

I am the voice that has been with you since before you were born.
I am your imagination, your spirit, supplier of mystique and magic of all the right kind.
I am the words you cannot speak.
I am the music you cannot voice.
I am the very image you cannot express, awaiting to be released from the intricacy of your mind.

It's time to let go.
Let me escape the safety of inside.
I am ready for the world to see the work you have kept cooped up after all this time.

Inhale deeply, exhale slowly.
Stop selfishly holding me for yourself, be rid of your pride.
You are ready for the beauty hidden within to paint the world, show your love to the outside.
Let them see how you see, feel as you feel, let your inner light shine brightly upon the darkest of times.
Be refreshed, be renewed, be still and know my voice will always be your inspirational guide.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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Gemineyed Gypsy Dec 2014
In an age where digital world takes over, smart phones, tablets, gotta-have-the newest gadgets; I find myself like most I know, uneasily able to break the mesmerizing soul ******* habit. “Knowledge is power,” they say. Well, we all know that power comes at a price. What happens when this digital world we've created for ourselves reaches its tragic end? Our physical earth has proved it can survive and thrive even the worst catastrophic calamities. Where life ends, somewhere elsewhere new life begins.

The earth is ever-changing, always evolving, its been this way since day one. In the beginning, it was called into existence, filled with life, made for love, a gift to everyone. We were given the world, all of us put here with a purpose in mind. We were created to love, cursed by ourselves to hate; the Tree of Knowledge, our first mistake. The powers of the universe, held sacred inside its fruit, were powers unintended for men to gain access to.

Before the fall of mankind we knew only of love and joy. We were at peace with each other and with the beautiful blue earth where we reside. We had control of our tempers, knew how to be gentle and kind. We were good to all creatures, with faith in the universe and in all humankind.

Once we cracked open that fruit the knowledge came pouring out. Emotions and fears unexplained to men, overwhelming our small minds, the start of the end. From here we felt shame, learned of greed and of power. While we have the ability to choose between good and evil, this knowledge is addicting and is now our nature to scour.

Back to the future, we have the world at our fingertips. Basing our life decisions off a solitary “click.” How ignorant our generation has become, how lazy, how selfish. How mesmerized and tranced by the virtualization of our unintended intelligence.

In the 21st century, humanity is controlled by the world-wide-web; by cellular reception; by media; this was not how we were bred. What happens when someone finally pulls the plug? An electro-magnetic catastrophe, perhaps, sent from the universe above. Prepare yourself now, for maybe an apocalyptic end isn't for the land we live on, yet for the very world created BY men.

Suppose this revelation has nothing to do with the fall of the physical man. Our weapons would be useless whether nuclear warfare or smart-phone in hand. What would happen if our most intricate machine crashed; the end of the cyber world, of life as we know it? How reliant we have become on the technology of our time; farmers have become less, replaced by the suited business man.  

Our lives rely on this invention, our brains they control, our hearts become weakened with too much bad news, we've numbed our souls.
Could you catch your own meat or grow your own crops? Could you care for your own body or survive without this knowledge at hands grasp, freely there? Could you survive this virtual apocalypse? Will you be prepared?

Take caution now, spend time away from the screen. Learn how to catch a fish and grow a plant from a seed. Laugh often, love hard, be healthy and kind. Make relaxation a priority, read a book to exercise your left-sided mind. Take a minute to breathe deep.  Pick up an instrument or paintbrush and spill your dreams. Spend time with the ones you love, learn from each other, lend a hand. One day we'll be forced to go back to the basics, back to the beginning, before the rule of man.
© 2014 Ashley Jean.
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