when vision forms genuine,
pointed fingers become magick wands.
knots within backs
& stiff joints show up to be new levels that advise you
to stretch out to new growth.
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trap music became sacred space.
like sounds of potential world endings,
like thunderstorms speak in ancient language,
how far have we strayed?
how much farther might we go?
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in this age,
platforms with distraction as incentive
aid in focus & ascension,
how is that for a plot twist?
the tables turned;
now the mesh at the neck of the sun one
is melting just like ice in frozen habitat.
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as we evolve in specie,
the dark is rising.

in my defense,
im rugged-hard,
flavorless,
my counting scars lasts light years
& my fears are made up like words are.
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my reality is reflected by the state of my mind,
in this space within time,
im shifting worlds & paradigms because its the life i choose.
we all get choices;
to be free or not to be.
we all get choices;
to hear voices that live within the head-space
that guide you to a place of no ending.

sometimes tears are hard to find like clean air & clean water was,
before earth restored itself to golden age.
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when rage & aggression falls as peers whom pressure you to use sacred energy as moonshine to heal self-inflicted wounds.
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"be gentle with them for they are you."

paradigm shifts call for low rhythms & stillness,
wisdom calls with words of innocence
as love demands your great return.
all hail the very nature of being.
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who are you still when separate worlds become one?
who are you when dark & light show will to collide?
who are you in the face of the eye that sees beyond what's man-made
still certain,
yet flexible.
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i will speak where my spirit leads.
my mouth will open only when i am spoken to...
or spoken through.

fuller lips,
thinner thighs  
or thicker hips,
a girl can dream,
can she?
dreams that go beyond a following increase  
or a modern day feast consisting of eats that deplete
your center.
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what might you do without your central processing unit?
how will your intuition guide,
where will the universe have space to assist in your alignment?

to take a face
then make it up to be 'beautiful'
just incase some ****** wants to think aloud.
wether running errands
or run-way fashion,
it's all the same.
monotony.
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sometimes you may think to go bare
but then stares of fictional characters make you nervous.
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the only monsters beneath your bed are the ones that you created.