We met briefly
I was the one you didn't see
but intimately

A deep laughter
came to see me this morning
it was so excited
for the use of my soul

it slipped its fingers
across my chest
leaving by way of the heart

filling my rest
head to toe
its echo on my bones
its history
unknown

One look
captures all

One looker
captured to it

cause you crave a feeling
at your disposal

you believe and think is a thing

You may not see us
but we know your there

Life
be allowing not controlling

no man be led
no man be leader

no way
be greater than choice

A habit

be fed

keep starving it
on good food

and it will get sick of you#

Stars not push and shove
to save space

but explode all over
each other

a communion of body

Come
to all softly
we come soft to you

Come
at all softly
we come soft at you

Come
thru all softly we come soft thru you

Come
to all hardy
we come hard to you

Come
at all hardy
we come hard at you

Come
thru all hardy
we come hard thru you

Come
thru all
all come thru you

Human has been a passenger
to its limited mind

now it must become the driving force
to steer it forward

or keep crashing into its limits

Most are educated in life
and spend a great deal of time getting over it

at least he thought he was alone
until the night sky broke its rule
and shone him a star
he always knew as home

Be
projecting
thy creation

Be not
reacting to dictation

He spoke
and spoke
and spoke
and spoke

until
he had said nothing

and then he was heard

some where else


space is ones salvation
life a fortress with no walls

hope put some where else
outside the heart is sure to fall

Jump the fence at the traps
and bolt on life's pleasure

unless it hurts you
to know it more

be bad
be good
be happy or sad
be bought
be sold
fashioned out of gold
be cruel to your kind
looking at your mind
checking out in the changing room
the blind leading the blind

Hardened be the heart
living in the way
Wrong to make a right
Fighting for a say
Waiting to be saved while following a fad
Taken by the world to it
Telling what to have

To have and to hold
To whisper a scream
To fight and to forge
To live out a dream
To suffer and save
Feeding the starve
You look from your eyes
You see in the dark

Be you up to bring it down
Alive to wake the dead
Be you clean or be you *****
Riding in the red
Opening the door
Closing it to time
Willing to explore
Holding on the line

With one hand on the plow
The other in the fight
Looking in and looking out
A little left
A little right
A little I
A little you
A little super to the glue
Taken by the word of it
Telling what to do

an idea

and all it represents to a mind

to inspire
or destroy itself

You hum above you
as you feel a hum below

You hum below you
as you feel a hum above

as
dead

as life can be

I can beat me til I'm a scrambled mess
I can boil me til my inners melt
I can fry me til my skin thickens
Or I can simply turn into a chicken

a petal to the flowers kiss
a buzz inside the bumbles bliss
I am not that
for I am this

I will wash away memory as I riddle rush and ruse the nature of my deep deluge turning on its rocky bedlam , I will unmask the shallow critters crib neath the nesting brook and refuge, scored to the ravens beak on the walls of ancient tides, I will whip forth the froth of life's wave into a frenzy and dance upon the rolling birth of heave, thrashing  the gentle still mind to the fragile oceans rip, neath the throttled blue belly of abyss I will roar, as the water fells its thunder thru the crack of suns ray gushing its burst thru the thirst of clay neath the vein of day

Im having *** with your body
Im having *** with you mind
Im having *** with your soul

I be source having *** with myself in you
creating creation
life becoming life
becoming all
becoming you

as a picture of me in your mind

I be
not your friend or enemy
I be your creation
I be whatever you make of me
to be

I hold your hand as you hold mine
I break your body as you break mine
I be the judgement in your mind

I tell you now
I be your creation

its you

not them
you are missing

be aware
of all feeling
held to the image of another
in your mind

and know
its you not they

requires an adjustment

don't touch my lips

you'd surely
stop looking for your self

the nothings lost
is the best place to be looking

you'd surely
stop looking for your self

the nothings lost
is the best place to be looking

Gust and gale
Quarrel
It is I not you
Made wind to blow

Sun and moon
Scratch out each other’s eyes
Who’s night is day
Day night

Tree and branch
Crack on limb
Who’s ground it is
Be rooted in

A Body rips and tears its skin
To uncover its own design

Man be nature
Nature not be man

to see
my self there

i looked
thru your eye

as mine

to scan
its sense of betrayal

to my sanity
unveiled

a wish we birth together

whose do you choose
be made real for you

I'm no match to a box
I strike out on my own

No target
bes greater

than
empty space
full of itself

a non physical entity
wears no physical body

as a physical entity
wears a non physical body

no thing exists
as you think it does

it exists
only as you think it

Be silent and speak your peace

The Great Storyteller
pens ink to the wind
Pressing pen to its paper skin
shredding its word on the taste of rain
its drip of spirit in deep refrain

A sweet scented memory
echoes and burs
A woe of regret weeping
high in the nest of its underworld

The humid mist of nostalgia
rests its net oer the black veil
Sinking its face to its deep blue belly
Its pale faint ***** in her sleeping beauty
claims its kiss to widen its wake

We be getting closer to instant manifestation
meaning thought becoming a physical reality to immediate effect
with no time lapse between the vibrational activation
and its manifestation in physical form thru action in its all.

It be most important to pay attention to the vibe rate velocity
and emotional essence scenting from the body,
your sign to nature
the vibe that bes calling to you
vibe rates spinning in harmony with you
as it bes.

Being observant to the physical behaviour
in mind or about you
activates the vibe rate
and puts a spin to you toward materialization
in your reality

remember
you spin it first
and then it bes spun to you
and becomes visible to you

you be creator
you be not created by creation about you.

Looking at any object gives it purpose
and ties you to that purpose mentally and vibrationally
as you tell its story you write it and live it as does all
this bes happening all over you
at all turn of events thru time.

this time

death
has no option

but to rise up

A lover slips into my weeping clay and creeps way thru my haze and hum, dense as the daring dew sat oer the humble throne of a red dawn, as ripple wakens on the wrinkled limp and yawn of nature , a virile guest flakes skin to an old sod placid in the mist, hung silent on the doves white breath assaulted to the wing of a certain kiss, in the mire of lament, pressed open again and again to the beguiled mother tongue, tempted on the glory of a quaint whisp and voice coming home on the ramble of wind, wished to the tame of milk and honey burst sweet to the fair light suckling on the apple of an eye, we trust trust we be steady free on the high wire of life's company

showing
that you mean

not telling it

is an easier energy to receive

a with
not an at

kind of feeling
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Don't be caught up in word nor thought
as feeling is the language of the heart
the chest of life is iron bright
shining on its staff of light

The
only cure
for blindness

is seeing beyond what is

a clear sight
be the only secure
residence for a soul

Is this thought a thinker ?
Hiding in its seek
begging to forgiveness
in the promise of relief
A victim in its mercy
a stow away to blame
Turning on its tricks
to please the master
of this game

Is this thought a thinker ?
A ransom on the tongue
A letter in its memory
as the lover to be loved
A piece in its own puzzle
clicking pictures into place
Filling up its belly
in the empty of its space

Is this thought a thinker ?
Will it die or will it live
Does it know it has the answer
to the question that it spins
Will it find its own perfection
in the matters it reflects
Adrift inside the memory bank
The cause without effect

Is this thought a thinker ?

heart touch you
sense hold you
skin breathe you
being create you

life
not fake you