circumstances, misunderstandings
its these delicacies I mishandle.
not much space to be my self.
the water rushes in, my lungs fill.
these pesky circumstances,
wishing telepathics was our shared interest
knowing the path of least reistance.
it is clear and known.
the ram within,
her courage pulls to charge,
born again, shifting of the stars.
where these **** circumstances start.
cause I know what they are,
the objective sensed. senses need fine tunning.
nervous system, tunning. feeling tuned in.
the wind brings the faintest of messages,
listening closely.
zipping out Zs and As, connecting strings
centuries in length.
worlds deep, together receiving the sweetest melody.
in that breeze, where the circumstances pause, briefly, as they sometimes do.
sometimes you just misunderstand me.
a lot of people do.
and I know I just dont get you, either.
circumstamces of the stars, the dance
of the ages. minds infinite expansion.
I just want to span it, crack my set of code.
pay forward, encourage growth.

so much to know, well for the moment you know it.
after that its history, past, authenticated through
your mind, your slice.
oh what it is to be alive! to survive these
circumstances

and so
the major circle
notches a few degrees
or so more,
and the awareness of new
beginnings implant our hearts.

We awaken with the fears of last night,
the darkest we've felt,
resolved and rested in their beds.
allowed to flow freely with
all that yesterday did.
We embracing the coming days.

the freeze travels on the wind
in some places,
in others the sun shines bright.
these traditions, mostly
focused by sight.

though rebirth is the message of now,
here,
and I hear her stroke through the heavens,
I feel her feet lightly grace
the sky
skipping along her dark path,
always drawn back to the light.
the chance for life,
to expand.

these ways, these days,
it's clear now.
the simplest dance, rebirth and
death.
I, always prepared for the next step.
heart energy charged with the breath, ******* in each particle of air, my lungs,
Fulfilling their breadth,
the capacity for life inside.
exhaling out each dying thing
inside, force out my death.
with the reverse, once again,
embracing my rebirth.

always preparing for the next step,
as the moon prepares to crest.
I stand underneath, exposed.
illumined in it's reflection of self.
prepared in the face of love.

some topics are taboo.
it seems this is so,
at the root, these lies,
discover you and me.
our natural true beings.
so there they stay
cloaked in a definition of taboo,
almost respectfully,
sitting for centuries,
gaining energy, changing mind.

I say let's dig out these, too.
re-defining will take time,
though today a word,
a thought, a stream of us
came through,
can I hash this out with you?

victimization - it's synonyms are
deception, fake, con, fraud,
deceit, dodge.
dodge...
the antonyms, truth, reality, honesty,
peace...
dodge peace,
sure this is only a piece,
it's these things I need to talk through,
is this revolutionary for you, too?

****, victimization is a hoax,
well, of course, suffering is choice,
we are the power of the stars,
ok, let's see...
it seems, WE,
collectively
needed a break from the murky
waters of Pisces, like WE
need expansion in all forms of
technology.
it doesn't free though because we
think we can be victimized, governed.

now, hold on,
we create what we see,
so we victimize ourselves? (I choose to govern me)
instead of choosing to suffer
we can choose to create a new reality.
the subtleties are deafening now!
groping at my sleeves
begging to get out,
to be launched down
inject the network with our worth.
birth to death to birth,
we are God, source,

new definitions must be formed,
new books written,
new paradigms were living,
be free or not,
it's your choice.

As the sensations deepen
Within, each passing moment arrives another brush
Against your skin.
The softness gliding below my senses
Acutely confirming we are One.

Each passing moment arrives more familiarity,
Recognition of a larger family.
One, actually.
I smell your particular blend,
Can imagine where you lay at night.
Your body pressed upon mine.
The feel of the point of inner action.
That singular point, where I recognize you.
Your eye shine synched with mine.
Everything is alright.

I've known you, all my lives.
We've risen with the sun many Times,
Slept under the moons hold.
I've held you for centuries.
Wrapped amongst your cocoon.
Your embrace is my senses,
I feel you now.
I allow the grade to be seen.
The beauty, weeping, screaming,
Pleading for recognition.
I see.

You, standing shadowed curled towards below, I see you, captured,
Crippled, contained within.
You wait to break free, shred, buried so deep,
Peel into surface layers, coax down the barriers,
Enforce, insist One.
I feel you near my skin,
Your breath rides my neck,
I know you,
You speak only in my memories

The vibrations being sensed, the message understood.
Release pressure, help some laugh
Cocreator of passionate screams.
Relax bodies, say I Love You, healing.
Just be me.

dedication to the lives that surround me
I see you all, sure its still murky.
the lights are obvious
beaming forward, motion - clearly.
the hearts beat rhythmically to the breath.

I step into the relating whole heartedly.
it is a weakness, settling into trust.
so I do it timidly and consciously.
I chose to open my heart, repeatedly.
my hinges are made of gold!
so I can give me without fear of
breaking.

to those in my vibratory reflection,
I dedicate this to you!
I give thanks that you commune with me.
you all shine exquisitely, so bright
your light actually touches me.
warms me from beneath.

ignite new fires, every moment
we interact, whether I know you now
or in the next act,
our union exists in the waves,
gently riding side by side,
sometimes reluctantly,
side by side regardless.
this whole thing is about US!
reflections only to be seen by another.

these vibrations are our relating,
our interactions, here.
warped by differing expressions,
all leading back to you.
never a moment to lose
in this perfection of creation.

soul communication
my dedication to you,
eyes that arrive at my vibes,
my words, I Love You.
Because I know to.

with the release
my fingers relax
my back stays straight
my mind rests
energy increase.

with the release
the heart can see clear
practicing things to prepare
for the days to come.
when I release with my heart
open, prepared for the days to come.

these days skim the crest
of my creations. my high mind
decisions of my details.
how I see what is required, to release.
to be free, ultimately.

my girl told me…
be secure in your safety.
you can do no harm.
trimming the fat, toning the arms,
the core, the heart.
its a cold world,
love alone warms.

exposed to receive
and instantly, gracefully, creation
just keeps on…….moving forward
creating again and again.
the beauty is not to be missed
it is to be seen, and released
and seen...