A silhouette dancing just out of  reach perhaps  not. The imagination can be limitless once you've  pierced the veil. What seems erratic is by design. The urge to follow comes over me as I get closer I can just make out the brush strokes. It's not just a two dimensional dance between paint and paper  but the birth of expression freedom overwhelming freedom. The theme on the canvas is a creation of her aura as she flows with childlike ease and fluidity. Once she starts an abrupt stop is not possible and beware each stroke is a honest statement unto itself a glimpse into her soul. Be careful it may bleed, the need to apply a tourniquet  becomes a burning desire. Reaching out intentions pure she whispers "no need" the soothing tone that is assurance caresses you, envelops you, terrifies you. Her persuasiveness is a gift she gives at her discretion capable of changing boys to men, a coward into a soldier.

--Alexander Grey

Would he dare to walk a mile in my shoes... To put his feet in cinder's slippers... marry a handsome prince...who turns out to be just a simple Jafar...
With blind devotion... i let the glass shards of those tight slippers
slice open my heels till I blead...
I thought having dignity  meant pursing my lips tightly... and let my pride alone silence the cry...
Would I allow my mind be an hourderve... to be tasted as mental yeast... with a side of bitter shame....
Would I be the servant and the cook, the tutor, cab driver, the warrior, the lover the ***** of an unfurnished abode....To be thanked by insults and be called out names...
to be the one that he always blames... I felt the sweat of his fist
without being bruised nor hit...
Would I find Alice... call her a fool.
Does she know, there is no wonderland.
If you live to the vow and play by the rule
what about God, his promised land,
does this hourglassed desert
ever feel the touch of his hand.
Will I taste frosted manna
if i run far away.
Or would I challenge the bully
and have it my way.
Does my dream ever leave the blues,
would he look in my eyes
would he dare
walk a mile in my shoes....
... Alexander Grey

Paintings removed... the frame still remains... years gone by... but I remember the day... once dependent without a choice... now seeks guidance with their newfound voice... decisions to make... at every turn... hard lessons ahead... won't go unlearned... hold on tight... to friendships made... not all will last... some will fade... you can't prepare... for when your heart breaks... we all have flaws... we make mistakes... we look ahead... and try to prepare... there are no signs... that says stop, beware... we stand in line... waiting our turn... pay attention, stay focused... so much to be learned... what looks like progress... of an attainable goal... can disappear in an instant... with nothing to show...
... Kelcee All

Where did he go... how can I find him..  what can I do... who can he turn to... who can he talk to... I wish I had the answers... I wish I could take away his pain... his suffering... his worry... his anxiety... he is a beautiful person... he has so much to give... so much to offer this world... even Beyond this world... after his death... he will shine even brighter than any star in the galaxy... why does he look so sad... why does he feel so bad... how can he not see all of the beautiful things he gives to everyone around him... when he walks into a room it lights up... he strikes up a conversation... you cannot help but listen.... you want more... you don't want it to end... you want him to be a forever friend... he'll be by your side...no matter what... he has tremendous honesty... he has no problem saying "hey what's up" and call you on your b*... he will teach you how to be a true friend... he's honorable... he has integrity... he's incredibly honest... even if he says you're not fat in a dress... even if you know it... he makes you feel beautiful no matter what... if you're not up to your full potential at the gym... he will say "you're looking good guy"... meanwhile thinking of a way for this person to accomplish his goals without him even knowing how he truly feels... he will make you feel special even when you don't even know it... he will defend you and you won't even know it... he is humble and you will never know it... he is beautiful you should KNOW IT...
... Kelcee All

Conflicting variations of a familiar scene provoke emotions similar to that of deja vu and dreams... the illusion of clarity often eludes a fixed Vantage Point... a calculated encounter is brought forth by dominating influences of past experiences... the validity of patterns limits the justifications that are inevitably silenced... consequently forcing a breakdown of familiar comfortable suggestive behaviors...
... Kelcee All

Many years have passed us by... so many questions without any answers... a mystery one day... Enlightenment the next... oh how we've grown... how beautiful we become..  if only they could see what shines in you and me... but sometimes it only takes one... maybe we're on another plane... I'll speak for myself I love the insane...it TRUELY is a part of me... my thoughts are dark... yet my soul is pure... if ever Unleashed what Ide do i truly don't know...i hold it all inside...yet I smile with pride... do not look down on me... don't shed a tear...i am strong and show no fear... i am not alone... you know who u are...be proud of who u are... and hold your head high... embrace both sides... good and bad... I'll Stand By Your Side... and hold your hand... but don't be fooled... beware of my wrath... what you see is not always what you get... so pay attention stay clear and Focus.... for one day you might find yourself drifting... becoming angry and unkind... I have one enemy I fight each day... I see her silhouette in the shadows at play... eventually the darkness puts the Shadows at Bay... I am not like the others... I'm in touch with My Soul... when one brings me hope the other takes its toll... it's still a fight i have everyday... I look in the mirror and have one thing to say... yes you are good and yes you are bad... look into your eyes just for a moment... why are you always looking away... self vs self I fight everyday... never give up trying to find my way... if my words make you think and you Ponder this too... I'd love to get the chance to know both of you... if I am u and u are me... who is this number... the one we call three...
...Kelcee All

Alone in  my head... I need to quiet the thoughts... a blank sheet of white waiting to take life... a child eager to be taught... i scrape and claw... I try to find order... I run fast then try to slow down... you're thinking too much... just stop and focus... all this in efforts of contemplating a thought... where did she go??? as the lines are drawn erased and redone... I stare for a moment... content with the stroke... where will the next line go... to the right or the left... stop thinking so much in the center well-placed... look to the side... what do you see in your view... a glimpse of the past... just shade it in and then move... no need to rush... you're alone in the room... so make your decision... acute or obtuse... don't think too much... let your hands guide the way... there is no wrong or right for what you display... for it is its own original and unique... no one to judge discard or critique... be proud and content... all the work came from you... your mind is now clear... so enjoy the view...
... Kelcee All