Rose hips pedal
Flower clips and pics
Gold ships cross reflection of eclipse
1 take of 0 gives (for He that forgives)
Needless to say no long live
6 foot what a trip
Edify and connect the dots with
instead of words that cut like zipper stitch

The black hole. Everything is in it and all understanding (visual logic or maybe just form). You realize what you’re tied to through the mirror where you’re standing. It catches everything and the past spits it out. By design it attests “you” are where you’re sitting now. No longer watching things passing you when you’re sitting down. Your mind and it are bound a package. In a sense absence equals flagrant in-sight no lacking. A certain visual takes place in dream place when they’re rationed. They feed beauty to when your body moves because your brains asking

Your visual lets it in through a machine metaphysical consciousness
and then you do what you do in response to what you’re in
It’s a chain we choose and who we are our response depends
Our emotions are even tied our eyes circumcised or deepened
Our total attention our “self” can just leap in
It lets in and through-we seep in


The black pupil invites white light
Tell me about the iris and pupil love inextricable bound tight
In beauty on a white canvas
Eyelids unwittingly dance on it
Because Mind said so

The stars are a lie
The higher up in the sky
What’s a “formless” billion up there to a billion down here
We are the universe
under the Great I Am
Forward, created mind that defies outline in the land of the living
Even the moon lies as a small object on our pupil that acknowledges it
The illusion up there was created for a consciousness
When the last of the aforementioned goes so the high majestic picture that lay upon it lets

Funny how a sound wave runs through you
Illuminates Enlighten enlivens as if photons come too
A beat and it’s magic and the lyrics with message gives the run through
Even the ignorant have a place a place to hum to
Music is not dumb proof
Excuse aloof
This messenger ran the message before come shoes
I run to I run too
You make a melody with a machine and vocals and vocalize come troop
You have a picture in your mind and lay it and it come true...true

The picture of a sound

...The picture of a sound
It paints that frame in your mind a form but not clearly defined
Your direction focuses but the articulation lacks lines
Then...the touch of a visual
Tell me how they’re adamant brazen but this bypasses dermal and in it goes
More than integral a rush out goes common intervals
Into rubbing blood pump your getting light-headed it goes-sump pump
Tell me how it goes sum up
You’re getting high there somewhere up
Then...the touch from that image into an emergent canvas with a collective color derived white
An utter stunning white splashes with you touching that image-the canvas it dashes
Painful painstaking beauty cutting lashes
You’re lapsing with each come-to with each pass it’s
Contained in your pupil your mind that thing it’s massive
You touch it and next second are amazed-you just had it
It melts over you oh so true laden
It’s true magic through and through, genesis Aladdin
You try to callous your heart for ballast do some padding
I would continue but it hurts...
Picture of a sound
Touch of a visual
Touch from that thing...you pick which first

Surrounded by proud people that want to see me out
Then out of sight and like see me now
Like a light that can see around
I will see more on the other side we abound
Never taking Tre
God three amount
Freeze your count
No lease on doubt

We used to just kick it.
We’d meet up and be present with each other and easiness
Your eyes saw things that I can’t imagine.
You had a past life with roots that I couldn’t see and it halted to intertwine with me
You had a humbleness and a quiet
Removed a continent from war torn to perfect society so silent
How you used to hide it
You’d carry on with no undertone or hint it was subsilent
Two different worlds though close like two eyes
We saw the same so I guess that would seem right
You saw cold traveled here to see night
I tried to come and be bright align so we could see light
I’ve been through less and was given more
But I’m assured
I’m sitting here thinking the reality of you
I’ve felt your heart and let it drop the reality takes form my mind realizes it through
What did I do?
I don’t think you knew me enough to know my incompetence.
Your love my friend considered accomplishment
White knuckle life back but it laughs and on it gets
Take our memories though tear roll and pocket it
Can’t wait until He calls me and then my rocket ship
It’s all in His friend
I know we talked I love you and until then I’ll abide in Him