There in the
Middle East
There is a city
Of mosques
With different coloured
Tops
All the colours of the rainbow
Brighten by
The bright stars
Of the Dipper
In the Milky Way.

MY RELIGION IS SIMPLE
kindness is tantra’s
MY RELIGION IS KINDNESS.
evil spell on the vulnerable.  

MY RELIGION SIMPLE
evil is not the answer to everything
MY RELIGION IS NECROMANCY
tantra is necromancy and evil.

I shall never
Know a person
Until I Autopsy
Them
Taking them apart
Only then and only then will
I truely know them.

I cannot sleep
For the night
Is so full of demons
Of torture and wars
In my desent past
Is full of the ghosts
Of those whom
I have wronged
S
K**
C

My heart is not
A strong heart
It has to much
Scar tissue
Or unwanted tattoos
Of complex trauma
And of heart ache
How do I get rid of these
Tattoos

Revenge is dish best served cold.

As I got to the dietitian
I go through a summer
Forest
Full of oranges
Then
As I get caught
In the forest
A lady with oranges in her hair
Comes
Gives me an orange
And says.
“This may help you!”

As the young woman
Sits in the Poppy field
Waiting
For her
Love to come.
She grows worried and sad.

So many crows
Looking for some bright
And shiney
As a white dove
Flies into their trap
They attack the dove
But it was its heart
That they wanted
Only one thing
The dove
Is calusted
From prepare attacks.

As the young woman
Goes to eat a rotten
Appracot
She thinks back to
Her encounter
With the
6th Dalai Lama
She thinks
Me princess.

A white fancy rat
Stargazing from its
Cage out side the
Window
Slips into a psychotropic
Dream
Where the
Land is full stars
Of all sizes
And all the
Colours of the rainbow
Or chakras.

The rebel woman
Carefully
Rubs her eyes
Careful not to ruin
Her war paint
The straight
Pink lines on her face
As she wakes up.

The none rebell...
Tattoos
Piercings
Hair
And gauges
Not for rebellion
But to keep her culture alive.
As she ****** her
Lollipop
With a sassy additude.

I don’t what
Attracted me to you
Or why made you think I am a goddess.
What ever it is
I want you as well.
My pet.

I don’t know
How much
A of delecate snow flake you
Are
But I hope you
I hope putting your
Love letters
In my screen shots
And Dropbox
Doesn’t freak you out.

My loving pet
Before I I go to bed
I kiss a prayer flag
In the hope that
Our love
Will continue
I kiss the flag gently
As I thinking of you
I want to make love to you
My pet
To give you pleasure beyond your
Wildest dreams.

I hope this love
Your tantric
Love is real
And that our souls will unite
As we couple lovingly
I think
I may have found you
My beloved
Yeshe.

As you send message
Saying that you love
And the you worship
Me
I know you are potentially
A Buddhist monk
If years beyond mine
Time passes
My heart opens to you
And I wonder what
Tantric deeds
You may do to my
Senual body.

As I buddhist
I must say that
Alcohol and pills
Are not the answers
To suffering
You are killing your
Inner unicorn
With painful suffering.

If your hands are
***** then
You cannot open your eyes
For karma is a biohazard.
Guilt is contagious.
Think with clarity
And wash your hands
Ya filthy animals!!!

During the Cold War
There was an
Angel
Who was fed up
With death
Grabbed a nuke
And
Started it away from Earth
Potentially saving the humans.

These days
There are more wolves
Instead red riding hoods
Those who are
Wearing red
Are vulnerable
My weapons is my mouth
And my minds
Pick your’s carefully.
Out smart the wolves.

When I was a kid
I developed
A unicorn horn
The people with three eyes
Seemed nice
Yet innerally cruel
Bullying.
Kind nest and mindfulness
kind people are
Are trending
the best prenders

As I see a
Boeing jet
Take off
Form the airport
So fat and so happy
I can feel
The freedom
It’s gaining.
How I wish it was me.  

As I see a Boeing jet
Land
At the airport
Still fat and still happy
I feel like a captive
For it is not free
Due to weather and gravity.

As I escape this
Tropical hell
To be with my family
And friends
Far in the east
I am reminded
Of the friends
I left
Just to be tortured
In this tropical hell
I weep as I swim to safety
It wasn’t a successful
Escape
For my friends are
Still suffering.
This “dead” girl will
Tell their story
And fight for them.

I shape shift into
A wolf
To be with my pack
My only family
To lead them to food.
Meals to eat
We must.
Every full moon

I shape shift in to
A wolf
So I can lead
My pack to victory
And beyond
To the moon
That we howl at.
Every full moon

I shape shift into
A wolf
To lead my pack
To help humans
Find bombs
And drugs at the airport
The enemy shall not
Be victorious
This full moon.  

Every full moon I
Change from woman
To a she wolf
Leader of my pack.

One upon a time
In ancient Tibet
There was an evil
Monk
Named
Buddha Tenpa
Who used is tantric mastery
To bring back
His lover
And consort
From the bowls of hell
To be with him
And misused
His enlightenment
And spiritual knowledge
To raise the dead
To take down his
Enemies
Monks
And
The foreigners
Who ****
His love.

Better listen to me
This dead woman
Is talking
You should’ve
Treated me right
And not cheat
You may have found
Love.  
Shall this convo begin in hell


Salambo
Salambo

Better to listen to me
This dead woman is
Talking
You shouldn’t be
Racist
You should’ve
Been open minded
You may have found
Love
Shall this convo begin in hell

Salambo
Salambo

Better to listen to me
This dead woman is
Talking
You should’ve
Not beat me
You should’ve worshipped me
A goddess
You may have found
love
Shall the convo begin in hell.

Hide run scream fight
You can’t fight devious
Goddess.  

Salambo.

I went to the tattoo parlour
Hoping to get something
That tells my life
Story
Yet realistic and 3D
So I ask for
An ***** poppy
For I was misunderstood
For most of my life
Like the plant
Containing two huge
Pearls
For the two
People who understand
And love me
When society doesn’t.

As I climb Everest
I end up seeing
Appertains
Ghosts
Maybe if the climbers
Who didn’t make it
Wait
I am starting to hallucinate
Or are there ghosts?!

I went a strange
Shop
With a strange
Friend
Picked up
A stone that should
Heal my PTSD
HAnd it to the shop owner
Told I had fairy energy
But only one thing
I am a dark fairy
Fighting for light and good.  
**** me off
That means you may have
Broken the law.  
For I stand for justice.

‪Things you don’t say to‬
People who
Suffer from trauma
And traumatic life
Those worlds are....
Spazz
Spazzing out
And spazzed out.  
Say that and you
Will see how ******
The universe really
Is!!!

It’s Halloween
I am going trick or treating
As a samurai
As usual
I go to the house
On the right said of my
House
And get old
Flight attendant paraphernalia
I wake up from the dream
The flight attendant stuff
Meant that my
Gardien angel
Barbra
Was watching me
For I was under a lot of stress.

As the soccer ball
Gets kicked
Around
That is how I
Feel when
I am labeled.
How’s about kicking crap.

I am an angry loner
I am buddhist
I try to not to
Get *******
But it’s hard not to be angry
When the current events
And the news
Work against you
Your people.

Dear snow flake
You might not like me
For my skin
And odd beliefs
Since 9/11
But I am going to tell
You this
I was a vicimt of terrorism
Talk to me and
You may know
A decent human.

Reddit
You are a bunch
Of snowflakes
There is a difference
From normal to terrorism
There is a difference
Between a Muslim extremist
And a flipping Buddhist.
When will this BS of racism
And bigotry
End??!!
Jeeze!!!!!

As I walk through the Bush
Behind my house
I see galaxies
On the ground
And constellations hanging in
The trees
Shining bright
Day or night.

Every forest fire
The firefighters in the thick
Of the fire
Always see a
An apperception of a
Firey red head
Who was said to start the fires.

On a remote
Part of the Great Wall
There are sad spirits
Looking for justice
And many demons
Amongst these spirits
Is one of a
Woman who cried colourred ink
Instead of tears
And
Had an ear shattering scream
Which will **** you.
Who was possessed
And died from
The possession.

During the
Foreign invaders
From Arabia
In China
A young woman
Headed to the northern
Mountains and struggled until
She was on the moon
Where she looks over
Her people
Until peace comes back
Though she
Never returned to
Earth.  
For hate is a poison
To her.

Right between the borders
Of Turkestan
And Tibet
There in the remote regions
There lives a demon
Female
With one eye in one socket
And a flower in the other
Scarred
Waunds all over her
Beautiful face
And body
It’s said that this
Demon
Comes when people are
Oppressed
And suffering
To reak havoc on
The tormentors
Through disease.

Two blue
Clear Baoding *****
A beautiful blue
As I look at them
As I swirl them
I look closely and
See that they are
Not normal
Stress *****
But parallel universes.  
What a summer.

As the full moon
Roses over the mountain tops
In a plum purple sky
Of dusk
There stands Everest
Waiting for me
To climb it.

As the kings cross
An alien desert
Both moon
And Neptune
She close to the sky
Where are they going
But farther into
The strange
Desert.

Has I enter the outside
With subzero temperatures
And blow a bubble
I excepted it
To freeze
Yet instead
It filled with
Different coloured butterflies.