She tells me “write, and never stop writing.” She pauses for a second before continuing, “for the one that creates, never disintegrates.”

“I am nothing but a personified soul that spews out meaningless words.” I reply.

“And yet you give reason and feeling to consonants and vowels that once meant nothing.” She tells me, peering over me or is she staring straight into my cortex? I can’t seem to figure that out through her black beaded pupils.

The stars shine so
brightly in darkness
Reminding you to shine
no matter what

When  looking with
eyes closed  and open mind
you can see perfection coming together.
A sooting calmness within.
The way it was in the very beginning.....
When  everything was pure.
Immaculate like the ****** Mary.
When all souls were filled with light.
Feeling the wind caressing
while listening to the sounds
of nature
Putting you  in a state of meditation.
Love, winning field  over all the hatred
Light, taking over
Nothing but peaceful bliss


Shell ✨🐚