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the black rose Nov 2021
a perfect dance
within a timely rise & fall.
a conscious play,
within the nature of
the all supreme creation;
where destiny & desolation,
they merge.
Nov 2021 · 127
within reason
the black rose Nov 2021
they say hearts should collide
to reveal a sense of fate,
that love is curse to all,
forbidden fruit.
to let the mind reign supreme in logic,
at quickened rate & separate,
because nothing else matters,
this, to them, is truth.
yet, my eyes wander about,
searching for soul window.
my skin, lonely for touch.
my spirit, wishing upon satellite posing as star.
because. who dreams still of connection?
beyond the man-made,
ill perception,
to worship tangible,
to turn a cheek to ever-lasting love.
Aug 2021 · 158
fluoride flowers
the black rose Aug 2021
to poison the mind;
with no actual poison
but the mere thought of.
to poison the heart;
to plant seeds that may harvest if the air is clear enough
for 1 minute space in time,
to break the chain of misalignment
where the skies are dark
without elements to fill a certain form.
faith wavers,
consistency is misplaced,
integrity & discipline
are lost,
still finding way beneath disgrace
through generations
of conveniently consuming creation.
Aug 2021 · 127
welcome mat
the black rose Aug 2021
i'd choose a corner,
in the corner of the room;
where there is peace
& a sense of my own truth.
i'd avoid menial encounters
that seemingly
do more harm than good.
i'd certainly rather wei,
a certain flow of my own way,
to be called only if i can be of an assistant
to growth.
intimidation is reserved for those in competition,
seeking assurance
& outsource validation.
i am neither competing,
i am only separate in idea
& validation has gained a deeper sense of meaning.
Jul 2021 · 241
the prophecy of sine
the black rose Jul 2021
my soul shine light,
silent waters deep,
tomorrows are promised
& waters wash away all doubt.
bless your soul,
quest your soul,
know your place.
Jul 2021 · 112
fast pitch
the black rose Jul 2021
& like a tent,
pieces scattered on the ground.
step by step
is all it takes
to see that purpose can be found,
if you seek.
Jun 2021 · 165
words are deadly
the black rose Jun 2021
words can bring life
or cut sharp,
as a knife at your throat
forming portals to aid a spiritual escape.
words can bring fate
or bring smiles to the face of the beholder.
words are everything
still nothing.
Jun 2021 · 134
peoples person
the black rose Jun 2021
is it the higher order construct
or impudent conduct,
is it only bore
or is there more?
to you,
to me,
there is a mystery that turns madness
to magic,
if we let it.
Jun 2021 · 223
summer mood swings
the black rose Jun 2021
swings like pendulums
on planets at the heart
& at core.
doors are opening
& more life is channeling into source
to explore & expand,
May 2021 · 230
the black rose May 2021
we are all god looking through separate lens.
May 2021 · 170
sprints & sprinter vans
the black rose May 2021
running away is easy,
almost too easy.
May 2021 · 88
off days
the black rose May 2021
its like all words turn to tear drops
in attempt
to introduce shallow to depth.
my excuse is deep sadness,
what's yours?
since my contributions are unsteady like the grounds i walk,
id rather not give nor take.
May 2021 · 60
the black rose May 2021
because dis-service aims to serve no one,
instability is a platform fit for few to browse upon.
& maybe i should cleanse.
deep cleanse.
how am i so aware of chaos?
how am i so aware still indulgent in chaos?
why would i create something i will not enjoy.
Apr 2021 · 108
energy vamp
the black rose Apr 2021
here's an ode to midnight drains and
dreams suffocated by pointless comparison
amongst rare forms of being.
in a world of misfits,
comparison steals all joy.
in a world of misfits,
who cares if only 1% can relate to the comprehension of
dark & light,
as whole.
who cares when soul outweighs modern roles
played by vamps,
getting hype while you drain.
i take hype in doses,
to help me to 'loosen up' at pity parties
where i'd dance if 3D grounds were stable.
but my energy, is it dead?
is it still dying
as i continue to realize my own sense of aliveness?
Apr 2021 · 366
the world never waits...
the black rose Apr 2021
curled up,
eyes shut
with my back facing reality.
go unnoticed til you seek a source of
mutable mentality.
then you glimpse me at the corner of your eyes;
on accident,
on purpose,
by surprise?
or maybe by coincidence.
in a state,
sinking in a sunken place
eager to stand still
but the world, it never waits..
Apr 2021 · 71
words i would say
the black rose Apr 2021
this world is bland;
i thought i might use you to fill a void.
i lost my home then found you,
seeking home too.
i thought id join you on your quest to save tomorrow.
i learned your ears were tone deaf
when you couldn't hear me sing.
i knew your eyes were color blind &
you could barely see a thing of who i tried to be for you,
then for myself...
in this world where nothing really matters at all.
Apr 2021 · 89
wu wei ideal
the black rose Apr 2021
would you put off moments for a later date?
would you let mud settle,
await the clearing of mental state?
would you avoid desirable connectings
until the ideal space appears
before your eyes?
you would?
so will i.
take time & space to grow, trust your pathway & your flow.
Apr 2021 · 81
the black rose Apr 2021
without movement,
without willingness to go anywhere.
Apr 2021 · 146
flow vibrations
the black rose Apr 2021
are you even here?
were you ever here?
are you even clearing space?
where is this race taking you?
what words disrupt?
which words stand up hairs,
come in pairs?
free flow,
with no cares or no worries.
Feb 2021 · 81
long shots
the black rose Feb 2021
guilt trips & misfits
throwing fits & doing splits in mid air.
we bipolar, multifaceted, got many faces
& too much purpose over here.
we clear spaces & land
to farm energy &
demand form to form new specie.
like grasshoppers at your neck,
long jump over correction;
respect me for exactly who i am.
Feb 2021 · 206
odd visuals
the black rose Feb 2021
i see promise in the astral realm
to realize truth within the physical.
when normal dreaming becomes bore,
day dream wont let me explore far enough
to go deep enough to unlock words they wont say...
financial intelligence,
symbolic terms,
number codes
& sound programming.
progressing in alignment,
meeting guidance half way.
so now,
i take the first step.
if i look right,
i may look left.
who cares what's next?
unless creation turned creator.
wanna be way too involved
over simple catering to one-sided mono-polys.
polyester in the fields,
no more cotton to be reeled.
no more lovers left alive,
Feb 2021 · 113
the black rose Feb 2021
like beaches flow into river sides,
you can follow me anytime.
like masculine & feminine join ties
to conquer time
& cover tracks,
mixed up in lines of no shame.
eternal interplay,
at this stage of the game.
what's waiting for us?
how much time do we have?
is this just for now
or forever?
use words to empower,
go up hill & seek stillness,
its apart of the journey.
Jan 2021 · 82
3:11 & 12:27
the black rose Jan 2021
wether written in a book
or on a wall within your mind palace,
where the god is king
& angels lay at front doors.
where guards come a plenty,
sometimes too many so it come across as shady
to anyone too wavy not to innerstand collective.
yet still overstand connectivity
& longevity
& legacy.
beyond the excellence of hue,
i see your view.
beyond the level of my make believe,
i stand as true to word & order.
the goddess mother,
the god is mother,
3:11 & 12:27 times;
how many bars can hold these rhymes?
guess again...
Jan 2021 · 82
superhero saviour
the black rose Jan 2021
credit is due,
years go by
& through the grace of whatever god takes credit
for my levels of super intelligence,
imagination takes me far to distant worlds.
charge your chakras & your crystals by the light,
feed your shadows in the darkness of the neigh
drawing near to your sun sign.
& sunshine will forever bring you purity.
how long is forever?
what tools do you measure?
what jewels do you treasure
in your chest?
near your heart source,
atleast try to keep your heart pure,
atleast the reward is much greater than the process.
lets try to measure progress by visual appearance,
find yourself in midst of forest,
seeking clarity & clearance
or your presence
or your pretence becomes you.
or your visuals become you
like your tongue is heavy & hold weight,
like whatever you say must pass through
pop filters,
& your sway is a simple dance to your own beat.
what level of comprehension?
how might you even see from the outside looking in?
judgement falls back onto the same soil.
Jan 2021 · 74
open gate
the black rose Jan 2021
does a door have a lock?
are the walls even up
or high enough to comprehend what's beyond?
is anyone up there?
like healthy attachment;
mind seems empty handed yet still full continually.
who needs love anyway?
what is love anyway?
does love will to ease the tension,
where do words come in question?
run on sentences paint never ending stories of mine;
where i contemplate lines,
go out of mind,
& far enough in time to keep me vibin' high atleast...
i keep secrets far enough to keep me center,
i dont keep secrets more than anyone keeps guard.
whatever coin i flip,
im in process of aligning to destiny,
no questions
& if i question then that question is but an idea.
the black rose Jul 2020
journal pages have no desire to debate,
so we relate
& resonate.
i contemplate before i seal,
i get to 'feel out' how i feel
& set the vibes
that bring reality alive.
so, like i think before i speak,
i write.
Jul 2020 · 149
who god is
the black rose Jul 2020
"see that's your problem,
you don't know of who your god is.
although, i've seen you with my own eye
face demons & conquer them while blind;
while sacred energies turn you inside-out,
as curses fall from words of mouth
by who claimed worthy of your grace & your submission.
ive seen you pose as weakest link,
then switch position.
see, there’s no problem now,
i realize who god is."
journals n' **** series - journal entry 7
Jul 2020 · 140
yin with the yang
the black rose Jul 2020
as masculine energy rises,
counter-parts are threatened
& then the wheel of the ego
is clenched tight;
because how dare you act within your nature of whole,
you feminine,
all divine,
all being?
who gave you ***** to bounce folk up out of your space
as if they don’t align?
who gave you lines?
who gave you ability to set standards?
better yet,
who gave you feet to stand firm in your truth?
to be stand-offish?
or at a stand-still.
"control your yang,
tame your beast."
said those whom fed the same beast when it served them most.
Jul 2020 · 165
the black rose Jul 2020
hope is becoming unreasonable,
or atleast the way it is perceived.
like using hope as a crutch to stay wading in the waters
while tuned in to outside sources
then asking “what do i do?”...
it is only you who can respond with accuracy to self-query.
align hope with imagination
& pretend play.
use the energy to guide you like a sensei.
wei wu wei til source say go,
then level-up,
still take it slow
still stay aware of total-body,
you are here.
journals n' **** series - journal entry 4
Jul 2020 · 115
hear me
the black rose Jul 2020
i am here
& i am plugged into the aether,
get it?
just let your pride & your ego be your teacher.
there are no lies
& there lies no interest in staging moon-landings so
there is no way to erase my foot-print from surface of potential being,
i am being.
i am here.
can you hear me?
living energy,
beware if you get near me.
just stay clear me.
are we living?
are we jivving?
are we giving?
are we so afraid of light that we wear sunscreen
to keep out energy from source with source info & light codes
to keep you vibin’…
i keep attracting light beings now we tribed up & we thriving.
what do you bring to the table? & if you can,
are you able to make this short & sweet
as time is money
& money looking scarce these days.
not being funny get your coins up tho.
this raw material.
journals n' **** series - journal entry 3
Jul 2020 · 120
the black rose Jul 2020
just yesterday i saw myself as shadow,
like i thought id never see up close;
too busy running from ghost
like spirit guides ain't qualified enough to lead me nowhere.
like to realize that i am nothing
& to nothing i must return
was washed clean from every story ever written…
are you asleep?
3 hours of rest is like reset these days.
as i arise i watch the blessings pervade my space
& lift my chin to keep my head high
& way above the thought of what to do.
what do i do with my hands or my heart?
what do i do with these emotional cycles of digging deep,
in search of truth that show me love
& show me why my feelings take me
into deep, dark acts of energy exchange.
journals n' shirt series - journal entry 2
Jul 2020 · 111
say something
the black rose Jul 2020
say something
or say nothing;
all the same.
words can come hard & heavy
or soft & sweet,
words can step on your toes
or bow at your feet.
even with distorted systems
& rearranged principles,
beyond separate labels & letters,
beyond theories unstable
& unable to connect
well, only source can connect.
see pass the words
& see through the intention.
your tongue has potential to create,
it is your core whom decides.
journals n' **** series - journal entry 6
Jul 2020 · 102
the realm of magickal ones
the black rose Jul 2020
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.
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?
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.
as we evolve in specie,
the dark is rising.
journal n' **** series - journal entry 5
Jul 2020 · 109
beginning without end
the black rose Jul 2020
in my defense,
im rugged-hard,
my counting scars lasts light years
& my fears are made up like words are.
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.
the black rose Jul 2020
sometimes tears are hard to find like clean air & clean water was,
before earth restored itself to golden age.
when rage & aggression falls as peers whom pressure you to use sacred energy as moonshine to heal self-inflicted wounds.
"be gentle with them for they are you."
Jul 2020 · 96
spirals & straight lines.
the black rose Jul 2020
follow dreams like you are madly in love with chaos
& spirals.
see purpose where you once saw boxes filled with empty-ness & insecurity.
seek truth beyond,
it lives within you.
only depth exists in being,
being vast,
being an empath.
being a psychopath.  
seeking new pathways?
seek paths that just might lead you down rabbit holes that leads to a straight road of prosperity & wondrous ways of existing.
Jul 2020 · 79
speak when...
the black rose Jul 2020
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.
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.
i will speak where my spirit leads.
my mouth will open only when i am spoken to...
or spoken through.
Jul 2020 · 100
'trendy wendy'
the black rose Jul 2020
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.
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?
the black rose Jul 2020
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.
sometimes you may think to go bare
but then stares of fictional characters make you nervous.
the only monsters beneath your bed are the ones that you created.
Jun 2020 · 146
full circle
the black rose Jun 2020
i'm going one way then the other,
one way or another.
if one way isn’t flowing try a next way.
if monday isn't showing try a next day.
Jun 2020 · 102
breaking of the 8's
the black rose Jun 2020
tears flow sometimes...
like rivers of rage
cut off at the point where truth should enter;
left eye twitches &
the battle for the heart begins.
who will win?
self or truth?
Jun 2020 · 161
end of cycles
the black rose Jun 2020
why do you always look mad?
like the world let you down
then led you down roads that end dead.
your dull expression;
it makes me question what goes on within you,
is it eating you away?
will you go or will you stay?
Jun 2020 · 76
the black rose Jun 2020
i remember smashing windows & starting fights to prove my love,
while you stand there watching me make a mess of whom i thought that i was.
like the 'what' we could've had
& all exchange was mediocre;
coulda' done better,
man i wish we were genuine.
here we go again lol.
Jun 2020 · 123
the wait
the black rose Jun 2020
days go by fast,
nights never last.
lonely comes,
lonely goes.
we think we know
but no one knows.
we get caught up in the spur of moments,
we know the only thing we have is a moment.
no future promised,
lets be honest,
lets appreciate whats here.
before we lose it all,
lets make the most of what we share.
lets love and care.
so reckless,
and without resisting
in honor of a love within our very existing.
less thought,
whats meant to be seen will show.
less worry,
when you see it you'll know.
lets grow,
lets go beyond the point of modern day love.
lets lose ourselves,
a great escape beyond the modern day, love.
cliff dive,
head first from the highest of heights.
create the highest of highs.
amongst the heavenly skies that cheer us on.
Jun 2020 · 112
sacral energy freak
the black rose Jun 2020
you know,
its in my nature to indulge within my sacral.
i can make energy exchange creative enough to bring new life,
i can even switch it up,
channel the 'best night of your life’.
through just one mood,
or flow of thought,
i possess within my source
abilities to have you rise
or have you fall,
to have you bowing at my feet at just one call.
but instead of f-cking with your head
or putting you to bed,
i use this energy as leverage.
keep a build up
& a back-up.
while you seek ‘*******’ bout the money,
the feminine just got her stack up,
its a come-up,
one you feel deep in your core though.
don’t knock at doors
if you’re not ready to explore though.
Jun 2020 · 156
whats in the box?
the black rose Jun 2020
imagine being trapped behind walls...
ones that promise to let you free
if you’d just wait & see.
you know the only way out is in
& the only way in is to sin
by questioning your god.
the god whom sits upon the throne with his feet up.
he may just answer,
if you call then signal forces might just meet up
at the towers where they bounce off
like back-boards,
through mother boards
& other boards like god has meetings with his team of advisors.
they advised him not to speak without a lawyer present,
speaking of present,
here we are
& apparently the only answer to your calls is
some noise up in your head,
that strangely sounds just like you,
& the box just became weird...
Jun 2020 · 95
higher than hell
the black rose Jun 2020
my trips to high
became too frequent.
im up high,
i’m way too high,
it's like how high can i go?
high beyond the space
where i'm racing through time,
chasing after spaces in mind
& drawing lines that lead me back to my roots.
there’s life in darkness
& i stand as living proof.
the realm of mind-control towers &
cryptic messages in music.
the realm where masses are asleep
yet somehow still starting movements;
& mammon keeps account of all the monetary systems
that mold the youth & hide the truth so that they stay in roles of victims.
Jun 2020 · 88
in the middle
the black rose Jun 2020
"come meet me in the middle of insanity
where the freaks come out at night to play in vanity.
they stay awhile
then turn up missing,
who's to blame?
the one that’s open
or the one playing the games…"
ill meet you in the middle
bring you clarity & peace,
bring you light years
of life energy
& show you how the freaks
come not at night
but they stay clear out of sight…
Jun 2020 · 84
the black rose Jun 2020
i'm done holding in
& holding onto lines
so thin that they break just by my stare alone...
& ive been told,
my eyes were cold
but are they deadly?
& ive been told to fix my tone of voice,
though my tone of choice is mute.
how hard can it be to speak truth while staying silent?
while in a crowd of violent sounds
on 3D grounds
where they make crowns of thorns
for those whom come to warn of mass destruction.
i'm letting go of "things"
& maybe, i’m adjusting?
Jun 2020 · 91
never-never land
the black rose Jun 2020
in a world where every man stands for himself,
with low level systems
& light spectrum simulations.
i see blood in these red lights;
controlling hearts & minds
then leaving spirit zombie like.
its a time-shift.
its about time we come to shift.
new age,
new lay-lines.
though 10,000 fall at my side,
though ’normalcy’ & re-creation
will not to collide,
though systems try to **** off my vibe.
no death shall ever come near me.
we rise in frequency on the way to the higher realm of the crystal rainbow indigo earth.
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