your lack of self-expression is impressive.
although you seem so open,
you leave questions.
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you seem assertive and aggressive.
un-guarded,
un-protected.
like everything you want just leaves a negative affect.
is
everything okay love?
are you sure that you'll be fine?
cause everything you're hiding will be brought to light in time.
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i can tell you're one of them,
searching for a place.
running out of space.
losing track and
losing trace of
present vs past,
slowly vs fast.
you're caught up in the rise of what no one can outlast.

there are days when im like
"why dont men talk to me?"
i know im not ugly,
i know i don't smell strange...
i know im not super, duper weird.
i won't steal your dna,
try to hack your phone,
stalk you on social media,
fake-marry you in my head,
or stress you..
well maybe ill stress you a little bit,
but its all out of love.
so, why don't men talk to me?
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my friends would say its because im a loner
and i don't leave my house,
which is not a good enough excuse.
or because i look like a 16 year old and
this i can slightly agree with because every 17 year old male ive encountered at age 22 has tried to spit game and at this point..
im seriously considering.
-
but seriously,
why don't men talk to me?
i have all of the qualities that they claim they would give the world for,
i know im barely seen but isn't that supposed to be a good thing?
yeah yeah
whatever
i know..
but that still doesn't answer my question.
-
then i randomly over-hear conversations,
and situations between a male and female
and try to picture myself in the middle of it...
and finally,
an answer!
most men don't talk to me because they have nothing to say to me.
they can already tell from the way my natural expression says untouchable.
the way my eyes are set forward,
tunnel vision,
not seeing anyone unless in direct path.
these men are smart!
they would rather not waste my time or their own,
so they leave me alone.
& this is why most men dont talk to me..

knowledge goes 3 ways:
under-stand then you may never over-stand.
over-stand then you shall always inner-stand.
to inner-stand is to stand on the grounds
of what's true to the core,
the truth from what's pure.
no questions,
you are sure.

why do i fall in love so hard?

wandering through mystery,
i can't seem to stand still.
im everywhere,
seeking thrill and all that's mad
or
halfway there...

see no evil.
speak no evil.
hear no evil.

we survived the retrograde,
overcame the mess we made.
-
lets just call a ***** a *****.
im goddess
of the golden age.
bring peace and love
like olden days.
with ancient ways
-
my soul is old,
my soul is wise.
im deep,
im raw.
im sweet,
im pure.
im really dark,
as light disguised.
im really dark,
dont be surprised...

all of the things that are for me,
shall come to me.
all of the things that are meant,
shall come to be.
-
i put everything in its place.
only the good in my space.
im safe.
-

do i want financial freedom?
or freedom from this place
where they strip away my sanity
then throw it in my face.
-
do i want to live forever?
or disintegrate into the depths,
beyond illusions,
posing threats
as i wander through what's next.

we're stuck in the past,
going back.
reviewing history
unattached.
we need to rebuild,
we need to enlight,
we need to spread love
and be one with the light.
we need a clean slate,
to set a new sight,
to know its alright.

i don't function in chaos.
im peaceful,
im at peace.
at ease,
at least.

self love is the best love.
self love is enough love.

everything is on time.
everything is in time.

lets take over the world..

came back down to earth today.
most days im light years away,
most days i don't know the way...
-
flower-child,
acclaimed hippie.
ancient soul,
with the trippy
visuals
on how the world should be,
or how the world should see,
or how the world can free
and bring
minds and hearts,
from miles apart
together.
for better.
for-ever.

you can't save anyone,
you can only save yourself..
although you can be of help,
you can only save yourself.

i got favor,
im the favorite.
innocent
yet dangerous.
observing,
im adjusting.
are you worthy?
are you trusting?
would you dare to understand?
am i god?
from rib of man?
am i scarce
upon the land?

drafting poems,
storing data.
now im alpha
i was beta.
-
now im meta,
im better.
im great.
so wavy,
im vibin',
clean slate.
-

i got favor,
im the favorite.
innocent
yet dangerous.
i observe and i adjust.
do you believe?
or can you trust what you may never understand?

and everyday for me
is a new beginning..

its in my nature;
deliberate creator...
im master of my faith,
you see my motive and my fate
in the way i move in silence,
the way im never violent.
resilient and powerful,
with mystical abilities
no complications thrive
as i
explore all possibilities.
-
i believe and i know,
there's more that's here than i show.
im in connection,
with
higher self,
reflecting my higher sense.
born with the knowledge to obtain any objective,
i speak the truth,
its true
a goddess introspective.

teach forgiveness,
& be divine...

everything happens for a reason..

i feel like..
while we're busy searching for mysteries
we're missing out on the magic.
while we're running from theories,
we're wasting time and it's tragic.

we're light walkers in the city of the dead;
the hopeless,
ill-motive,
un-focused,
and mislead.
-
we're everything they need
and
everything they fear.
we're everything they need,
& maybe that's why we're here.
-
can't relate,
can barely communicate.
we're seeking answers
and\or
means to escape.
                   but for some reason,
we never take the easy way out....
for some reason,
we always take the challenging route.

-
so we speak life,
we bring light.
we bring hope back into sight.
big magic,
no baggage,
no drama,
no tie in
the lower dimension.
only here increasing speed,
until the day of ascension.

first,
you fall in love with me..
then if its meant to be,
i give you the time of day..
which is very rare,
by the way.
-
now,
comes the challenge...
ive listened to your rants and empty statements.
ive heard you say you're lost and seeking placement
and i see that you're broken,
just as i am..
you're in need of fixing..
and just as i am,
you're afraid to admit it.
-
at this point,
i know where this leads.
so i take heed.
i run for cover,
or another.
i create space
in-between the place
where the magic should be;
will you find your way back to me?
-

as one chapter closed and another one opened..
   its just as i expected.

as things arise, i let them come..
as they start to become distant,
new found interests
or fed up with my inconsistence..
i let them go.