When you become a father this is what happens in maths; she multiplies your *****, differentiates the situation, substitutes your friends, makes herself the subject of the formulae, simplifies your finance and factorizes your priorities.

Since I identified myself as more than a number
I have been remembered by Orbs, Walk-Ins, channelers and elementals
  with all the work that has been carried out by Light-workers and care-givers, the Justice League if you will
  much attention has been drawn by the Pleiadians
  So at this time one wonders why things aren't coming alright instantly
   Besides wars and organized crime and famine
the touble has been food and birth control
      

The messages that come from the Dream School reveal that the Pleiadians as well as Carians, (the Parents of Reptillians) once helped mankind with planning pregnancy and avoiding dysfunctional births to breed a creed of children who didn't live according to a political plan, occult plan or a religious sacrifice
   They came to help man so balance can be restored because the problems that were found here were not found on other planets at the time
    there was a prophecy from time-travellers that scientists would one day awaken hormones of humans before they had spiritual identity and knowledge about the Universe and Creation
  --- with this generation upon generation it would be hereditary for children to birth children so then there would be no parents, hence no direction


but you see to get to pregnancy one has to understand ****** ******* or fusion first
  once a soul comes into awakening and knowing that it exists in a realm beyond the physical,
parents in Atlantis and Lemuria would then teach them about astronomy, astrology, history, sacred geometry, the arts, philosophy and generally galactic anthropology
with this evolution man was able to do what we'd call prayer and meditation today
   this connection with the Divine was man experiencing the Universe with the Father of this Universe, God, Enjilou, first, before journeying spiritually with anyone else
  Upon full growth, integration, upgrade and completion, only then would man, male or female seek a partner replicating his or her vibration, complementing his or her resonant frequency
  at this time both partners were evolved spiritually, etherically, mentally, physically and emotionally. From this bandwidth comes the coalescent enregy we call love
    with this energy both partners could explore the Universe, connect with the Divine and travel astrally or physically, mentally or psychically; finding ways to be together because they were sharing love

it was from these stellar travels that the couple would find a place to house their love, growing in understanding of each other
  -- they then made love, this was before marriage was created, for they were both married or bonded with God first and had understood and identified their place in the Universe
   from frequent love-making, clusters would be created from the third-energy that comes from the fusion of the two souls
the more this happened the couple would want to find a soul that represents them both best through the eyes of Divinity
then they would search for a star or a star system that complements both their energies (one that would allow them to fuse) then they can create a new star, what we can call a baby
    being birthed like a bang or a clash landing by an astronaut; which is why new-borns are clothed in space-suits to this day
     following the guidelines of the Law of One which govern creation: the lives of new-borns of babies are not compromised


Secondly the problem was that of food,
avatars have been sent to Earth throughout the ages to teach humans about harnessing the energy of Sun Food through manufacturing and farming
there has been a teacher in the Hindu religion, a prophet in the Islam religion, doctors from the Celtic Faith... All abjudicating the importance of harnessing the energy we receive, including rain, to produce food that is healthy for our bodies
   it is needless to say that there was no junk food then or many meals in a day, a bowl of leaves could last a child for weeks
   this information would be distorted and destroyed as many trees have been destroyed and mines have been opened to further eradicate the evidence
   it shouldn't be farfetched that man has a sacred and real connection to divinity, man is able to engage in ******* with angels, angels who will then cleanse his or her chakras, all this through a diet of mind, body, heart and soul
   cleaning out negative energies and inviting in healing positive energy
but how? Well if the body is a temple then your house that you live in should be a megastructure, how you take care, maintain that megastructure will have an impact on your body which is a temple
likewise how you take care of your body which is a temple will make you aware of the dysfunction and disturbance going on in your megastructure
  so you plant a tree and learn if you are responsible enough to sustain it
  then you will know that you can be responsible for yourself and become a watchdog being careful of how you eat, then you jog and swim. Pray.

I wanted to head to the African Union to speak my mind
So I wrote a letter so they could respect my kind
Then I thought maybe if I go to the paper they'd hear me out
Seeing as the newspaper is the bastion of the spectacle
But I got hysterical, as they told me I should come back later
So I voiced my thoughts and pulled out a hailer

Here's the story, the revolution is in labour
Africa is a child who needs hospice, he needs to go to theatre
But many would turn a blind eye so maybe this is a show that should play out in theatre
But maybe that wouldn't be enough so a black story should be told on a white sheet called the cinematic theatre
African child get your 3D glasses and take a moment for some introspection
This is a dedication which needs intrinsic meditation
So instead of fainting, here's a painting
Do you still treasure your body like the gods said you should?
Do you remember the time when the San were working on wood?
Sailing the seas and they would later be called the Grimaldi
They could sail the seas don't believe the whitewashed folly

African Child do you remember your clesetial roots?
Or have you been embossed in the culture of Timberland boots?
Do you still grow your hair for your follicles are receptors like an antenna
Or has the weave been weaved into your scalp so much that you only see white tapestries
Your afro was your beauty and now all you have in your head are glued and knitted seams
Martin Luther had a dream but the only colour that succeeds seems to be the one that gleams

Are we to remain a colonised progeny and have amnesia when it comes to our galactic ancestry
Yet we're quick to receive European ideologies
Soon after that we earnestly accepted American anthologies
And yet we know little of our African anthropology
Have the forgotten ancestors ever received an apology?
For accepting foreign religions and capitalist industry

But no they have all been reduced to slaves, what of our chiefs and sages?
No a millennium African would be quick to skip those pages
Instead we find wisdom when we're in cages
Our ancestors we've put in a box and that's not our original coffin
Through the coffers of the soul you see them in your past lives and they have been trapped in an X-box
Yes they are animated and we are left mentally incarcerated in the television plasma box
You would remember that many who still held the truth were given small pox

So I say on this day, make things of clay
And stage your play of our beginnings - breathing in sun rays
Hold onto to your dread locks for some dread that that so many uneven black threads can lock
Made to believe that whiteness is intelligence and blackness pestilence
Well spell out your excellence in trance states and let them call it deliverance
African child, wake up, the planet needs you
You have been the seed Alkebulan
Way before Scipio Africanus canned us
Rid yourself of these heinous cancers
Hear them the Martian chanters
They are ululating calling out all ascended masters
We feel the sacrifices of the yajamantas
We are one with nature and we bleed with the sun
Rise and grow to unite the world for beyond complexion we are one.

may the way that gives way to this accord of may be in awe of truth and not the fruits of disarray

I shall be meditating upon the roads travelled and many discoveries gather that I have unravelled

I shall curl my high excitements and misguided ambitions to unfurl what the calls of the wise unfurl and admonish

In the mist amidst the tricking twists of fits and false gists, may I hold up fists that will seize to desist and delete the disease of fallacy in curtailed wit

In the shadows dark, some pale
may I not fade into the tales of lies and manipulative games

In the guise of dames so modern and fabulously inclined to fame,
may I guage and carry my animosity into the mystery of my identity where only the genuine and real can relate

In the encounters with material and all that deters from the mystic and ethereal,
I hope to remember the real surreal to surmise the reels of fantasy thrills in graphic frills and euphonic trills

However the gigantic systems of the world in money, greed, vanity or lust, may doctor sickness into the souls of the lost and weak:
may my heart remain meek and my vision bright and led by the lens of the soul....

With or without I pray not as a religious pilgrim but a sage seeking neverending Light... ever the more grateful, harnessing the grapes of creation, worshiping a servant's code in humility.

hustling about this rash hassle of life overshadowed by pyramids and castles
remaining true to the cause even when temptation is endlessly bustling about
remember remember the hustle when you were down and out without

And when we argue and fight, all I know is love
When I'm not your priority, all I know is love
When you're smiling and I'm dialing, all I know is love
When you're crying and I'm fuming, all I know is love

Please don't teach my heart to hate
Even when this strong feeling begins to abate
I'll just hope time is on my side and love won't be late
All alone in my somber coldness, I'll have to wait

And when I don't fit the description of a perfect lover, all I know is love
And when my inadequacies are all you see, all I know is love
When there's another heart filling you up in the dark, all I know is love
When you don't have time to see me, all I know is love

Please don't teach my heart to hate
Even when this strong feeling begins to abate
I'll just hope time is on my side and love won't be late
All alone in my somber coldness, I'll have to wait

When I cannot be there to share the care and long stares, all I feel is love
When I cannot kiss you, other lips should bruise you and if that kiss does confuse you, all I still feel is love
Even when your youth leads you to selfishness and contains you in your pride, I'm proud to still love you
And when I cannot afford to purchase threads to keep you warm or jewels to decorate your glamour, My heart is still yours as a treasure...

Please don't teach my heart to hate
Even when this strong feeling begins to abate
I'll just hope time is on my side and love won't be late
All alone in my somber coldness, I'll have to wait

And when there's nothing left to give, I'll wish you happiness I cannot seed
And when my actions of affection are forgotten, may the fading picture fly to the stars, where the moon will manufacture a new chance
And when I am not the lover you dreamed of, I hope leaving you will pave the way for your true King's kingdom.

I blow sweet kisses
all I receive are punches
I write you cosmic poems at night
I receive silence while you're in another's arms
I root for you to hold on to this
You quickly run and show me this cannot be bliss
How can I trust you when you cheat your heart?
You disrespect me and spit at loyalty
Do you love me at all?

Am I in love alone
Do you think of me when those men take you to expensive dinners?
Do you remember my warm and pure embrace?
Am I alone? Is it a truth I have to face
You never call but you show me that you care
Perhaps it is mere deception to keep me there
So I can comfort you when those men are cruel
Perhaps I am a guard of your precious ego
Securing your vulnerable self
When you do not see that you are more than you bargain for
That no money can buy your worth
You do not see that you are a pearl of Earth
Misled into thinking the skin of you is all that beauty has to offer
You get lost in hollows and get caught by the shallow

If only you remained on the plane
Between the sky and the surface
A frequency that vibrates the heart
A place for the fallen
The fallen caught by those who reciprocate
The frequencies collide and it's magic
I'm talking about love
Maybe if you knew this place
Maybe if you weren't betrayed
Then this love wouldn't be a love unrequited.

I am not crying because I am in pain, I
am crying because it's raining in my
heart for you shine so bright. Now let
me water our love with a kiss. You fill
me up.

Thunder knocking, here's to juvenile bonking...
Soaked in the moment
Submerged by the muse
and a rose for prose would be abused
as it melts into dust and disappears
leaving thorns forming sharp elements of chemistry

and awake us into a garden of ethereal flowers
flowers that sing
a beautiful place in the rain
dissecting bits to reason this mammoth construct of rains

the rain is falling and so are we
My heart thick as honey, your pride flying away as tired leaves
opening a new world, passing through wobbles
the fairies are our guide
there are waters magnetic being poured by our friends in the sky
this marvel, waves of bliss, a frivolous ride
Scintilating touches...

A thousand kisses in a second
What was withheld is surrendered
at the precipice of precipitation
at the brink of love sink
do we write with chance ink? or listen to hesitation think
how about we listen to the old-man "Desire Wink"
and we'll blink and see a world beyond our auspicious kinks

***** will not describe the vibration of this cosmic sensation
Joined as one, let us make love in the rain
the rain the rain, the waters, the drips, the drops, pins and pops of the rains and hope the rain does not stop.

I had a ******* but woke up dry, feeling shy that my seed to the cosmos did fly, I sighed and tried to recollect what she said, and
She said:

He whispered in my ear
Spoke softly so a song I could  hear
His words meandered and manoevred jeers
He said I should face all my fears
Because there is a progress here
He dissected his message so I could read it clear
And all it read was: I love you dear.

His feelings seemed honestly sincere
I looked into his eyes and there was a friction of frequency as he grabbed me near
He said I didn't need to shed a tear
Because happiness is shaped like pear
A music note, a quaver played by snare
So we would dance to a rhythm of rhyming sheer

I calculate that our bodies will collocate as our bodies dare
I barely know him but such a strong bond we share
I close my eyes, dream of a future and it's him there
Before I could find my senses my feet were in the air
He pulsed with some Don Juan flair
But I felt like I was the only lady in his lair
There was some sensation of inculcating velocity as he was lactating and I formed coils with my hair
It was like private-part-hockey as he gave me an aimer's stare
Like feathers fair we climaxed to heaven's crescendo sphere

And he will wake up and not know where I did disappear.

What dare do I say?
When you are silent in that way
Nothing at all
Nothing at all dear
I walk away with my heart pierced
Even if I healed I do not know if you would be here

Where do I go with this pain in my chest?
All lore leads me to love's rest
I best tread carefully
Lest I lose a fine sense of bliss
What do I weep for as I ponder
Maybe that I never kissed her
and shared my secrets
Maybe that I never cared enough
Perhaps the other guy was tough
Perhaps I quickly exposed my edges rough

It left a stain, that rejection
Was it denial or mere hesitation
Should I hope that she was scared
Or should I believe that I was too dangerous
All the while being myself, frivolous
I should stop scolding her in my head
Nights have gone when I wanted her on my bed
Now it's over and too late for tears
To the future bright and her friend it's meet cute and cheers.

She said in a dream:
You act all tough and mighty
You walk as though you are inviolate
You talk as if you do not care
You utter words that pierce through my soul
All the while you do not care.

You do not feel what I feel for you
You hang up as if to quickly call another
But baby I see you
I love you, and your dangerous ways excite me
Your lustful eyes invite me
I see through you
Beyond the player camouflage
Deep within that bitter-solid heart.

I see you, I see beauty
The colours of your soul overwhelm and confuse me
Your strong embrace makes my heart jump for joy
Your embrace eases me to express the scent of my love for you
Fumes of romance-scented perfume blaze searching for the essence of you
Do you not know how much I need you?
Every meal is an illusion for I hunger for your breath
I long for your presence
I thirst for your kiss
The love stage is vacant waiting for dancing lips

Come to me as you are
Come to me truly
Do not leave gaps in magic
Do not let these feelings fall into slumber
For I see beneath the mask you hide under.

to love, to hate
to have, to lose
a twist of fate
the chance so blue
and I had you

The shine so bright
and the drama of the night
How we argue and fight
Flaunting each other's might
Talking and trying to be right
it is a ring filled with ***** of flames

I touch and love you
you go the other way looking for another to rub you
perhaps secure you with money and lies
beautiful lies, lilies and sparks
And I am unjust to speak the truth
Cold for being myself
-Unappreciated- I'd rather be by myself

and you're hesitant to give me meaning
and you are reluctant to make me feel worthy
for your ego gets in the way of your judgment
you become political and refuse to give me "power"

unaware that the only power is the bond that we share...
Which has those longing for love stare
and the brave care to dare

So you make me feel helpless
that you are wanted by others and that they are better
that they can have you and I will be left with "I" the letter

If only you knew how your smile threw me
made me feel like love is all there is
and that beauty is,
and not a programmed picture caused by a chemical reaction -
Inspired by soul and mind interaction,
if only we could connect like that
away with adultery, I'd rid that hat
... But you choose others over me
keep me waiting, uncertain and wondering
I am an ice block burning in a hot ***
and the cook has intense energies
he could let me burn to vapour
please save me and no more "call you later"
without you I'd be a lonely ellipsis, only a full stop
But you take me for granted, so leaving you is my best shot.

Music in its truest and purest form makes you believe that in the end it's alright, that there is forever. It quells uncertainty, shuts downs fear, heals the pain and feeds the soul... And your psyche excretes delight and you shine the light. You are born from wombs of worlds unkown, be it the void, the mist or the passion; you shine and you live.

Six feet and thunder
where I'm under the bolt and the surface
finding refuge in a hollow hole knowing not home
Six feet under yet alive and death of me wonder
how it could miss me?
thereby chance would frisk me
find me worthy and whisk me
away to not-a-north unearthly

Cascading in the bright holographic shadows of the horizon
Learning about this fairytale
Y fair tale or furry tail
Will it ever end? Will I go back to my hole?
Playing chequers with moths
using rocks for marbles, shooting away to pipelines
the rock finding its way to tunnels
I play relay but I'm still here
The rock is gone, it the only thing I can enliven,
the closest I can get to freedom - for now.

It's dark, I'm all alone
weakened, betrayed
ask me I will tell you all about despair
so far away is cheer and merriment...
Winter comes and it will pass
its the coldest time of the year
I cannot wait for Spring so the flowers can grow and give me hope
I'm here in my tomb, begging, crying, pleading:
somebody hear me, somebody set me free
this cannot be all I can be

Would mystery fool one to take a shovel and dig me out? Would it? Can it?

Six feet under, buried by the thunder
carried by the moments of impact
where the world hits and the winds clap
Wondering if I will ever shine again
even suicide would do me no justice,
you could hand me a rope and I couldn't hang myself upside down
and my fellow skeletal inmates wonder why my heart doth frown
Sand we once were, now as dust we linger
Waiting for the next wave
hoping for sunshine, if not then heat waves.

**** me and shame me then forsake me
In loving you I will remember you, never mistake thee
mistake thee for a lover with a thin shield...
Kiss me at random moments in public
it's all so stupid but to love it matters

Never neglect to call me to just say hi because to love it matters
hold me and squeeze me against your *******
It might perturb a perverted nerve but to love it matters

Tell me I'm the one who brings you sunshine
not because I am a god but because to love it matters
love me when I am pale in pain submerged in ale that drains,
all because to love it matters

Love me at my strongest and my weakest
Keep all my ideas and secrets
Tell me I'm priceless for dearest is cheapest
All because to love it matters

Devoid of ego and mind games; be yourself, let your heart play
Let us fall like there has never been heartbreak
We are two hopeless hearts searching for the deep where stars are on display
a picture with no frame, old as age itself
Let us make it to the Galactic Love Lore shelves
a story of chance and serendipity trance
Not because I shine blue and you're true
But because to love it matters...

And here love I bring you
for few would see the seed sewed from heavenly leaves
Watered by Forces while lingering in chemistry
and from this tree grows a fruit so beauteous to me
I see the bee **** honey when I look into your eyes
I see butterflies forming wings on my back, taking me high
So high I cannot sigh but glide though I cannot hide this love that cannot die
And I cannot say bye so I stay and spend the days watching the sunset
Listening to Pacific music playing from ethereal orifices

And I will know that this is not for you and me but because to love it matters.

Can I get a witness, is this fictitious conviction a doctored poise of weakness fitness?

Is the thread of this line as thick as timber? is there a bridge to the other side?

Is there a sign assigned to portend the culmination of the potential potent?
I breath and illuminate ancient accents but bodies are absent, these are ghosts that live on through time tracks
Can I get a witness? does this drive fit the description, doctored scripts of truth, can I get an Archangel's prescription?

I saw a lady today, she looked brainwashed and obsequious, so servile - as the norms say - serving the vile lies, entrapped and shackled by half-truths and recipees of dogma and Earth ties

We missed the show, it is shown in slow motion and rewind

We'd be blind as we're encouraged to be kind and forever unwind as the Fourth-Kind keeps humanity behind


It is a web orchestrated by the Serpent and Spider Tribes who lost some light and denied the Right (the Law) and keep us living in this Galactic War-Lore, singing a song so sore with a few doors open to see beyond


Can I get a Witness, who bit the apple of temptation? Where is the Cosmic dentist or Planetary Herbalist? to scatter Grade-A cannibus

The truth doth come with a twist, it will leave your psyche having fits, before you find it you go through ppshit that will have you wish to slit your wrists

Sagacious and enigmatic you return to the world not the same, you have a new name, gold is your blood and light are your eyes for you have looked through the burning All-Seeing Eye but no one believes you because all witnesses die.

Was it the prowess of caress that made us touch each other's souls? Breaking ****** hole, divulging teary eyes and defined Love Realize, All told?.
Was it when you said good night (Gracious, Obscure Our Devotion Needing Indescribable, Galvanizing, Heightened Tenacity) that you were to reach out? Actually. Playing the code game, ***** its fame you know it's lame. But I'd always be a beast you couldn't tame.

Did you want me to remember to miss you?. Well in cloud nine I'd kiss you, put my work on the line, lay your body supine, coarse and rough edges refine. Huff & puff, grunt and sigh... But before that you'd say: 'You've been a friend, fine, come and dine'.

Your scent makes no sense to the sensible scenes of sanity's descent. Why can't I forget you?, was it the aroma of your lotion?. Oh love breathes I sniffed that potion. Of course I had to sneeze coz I’ve always believed in caution before emotion.

As sailors say; crying a river won't you get you any fish _ well you're one I'd never let off the hook. I was cold when you shook. I never knew love by the book. Foolish women having been wise about men, I'd steal their advice like a crook.

But now you're gone and all those memories you took. Go on at your back I won't look. Sail on by, I've said long bye. Now shine on high coz' you've found fools who **** and don't make love with style. It's all flair when it's fair ***, fate be just you'd be my ex.
But I never had the heart to axe. 0k then X, dark forces best not hex, you're on true love's list next.
XOX

Did You ever dream you were telekinetic?
Did you ever dream you could juggle the moon?
Did you ever dream you were in Royal India but woke up too soon?
Did you ever dream you were physically in a dream?
Making friends and conquering enemies
Did you ever dream your future self was giving you advice for a bright tomorrow?
Did you ever dream you could gallivant in space?
Did you ever dream you were multiple selves?
Existing in varying realms
Living different lives simultaneously
And when one self loses the other wins
One self a noble another a  king
A king with several queens
A noble who courts well but to have a fairlady can only dream and swell
Did you ever dream a dream within a dream? making love and having soul ballad *******
Have you ever dove into the thick streams of puddles?
Have you ever smoked the steam of vendors' cooking in winter?
Have you ever danced at the seam where world elements meet?
Did you ever? If infinity wasn't it would be nothing, and eternity not then never!
Would you ever try to endeavour?
If there be perfect weather and a present to treasure,
Then you'd have a past of adventures
a future to measure
and a life of never-ending-ever's.

And winds they wither and they accentuate cosmic dithers
Ducks become swans and butterflies fly in the air of rivers
We should soon begin to question who we are on this plan-et
A bucket or cube, a form of strings finding tune
They said there’d be purveyors and pilgrims
These sages would then show the way in a web of disarray
So the picture plays and their gleam is seen
Incarnating from distant streams
’yes they call them starseeds

They have been helping societies feel secure, giving answers
Contributing to the developments thereto
Some called them heroes, psychics or star-soldiers
It was forgotten that they were merely messengers, creating vortexes so the many
Would get to the essence or heart of Creation and Divinity
The problems began with the worship of the commissars of Divinity
And the gods their parents, being merged into a monotheistic god
For artificial synchronization of stealing light and doctoring it into dark light
To subdue the power of Darkness
So with more people being manipulated and hooked by crystals
And chips, scrapping their memory of their once absolute multi-dimensional divinity
They began to forget and this energy was channeled to the heads of darkness and their fortresses
And as such humanity grew weak and the solutions were left to be found by the so called heroes

With the growing human-farming, as the hybrids being created then were used as mere sheep or even cattle  
With the decaying or ceasing dignity of the human conscience, they were made to be intermediary-conscious
And so the lives of the Messengers and their affiliates became the epitome of living for the many
Absurd as it is, the human races with its varying colours and fragrances, each soul being unique in its right
And now with this bombardment of doctrine that set a standard of being
These laws not culminating the commonwealth of many
Not governing humanity in its best interests, so the heroes began to be sacrificed
Their lives weren’t pure, they were planned before they were even born
Corrupting the consciousness of individuality and essential or sincere being

And they came in Kings/Priest Kings or Sorcerer Kings
And who would blame them, it is their Parents who set out or designed these paradigms
And so these corrupt thought forms of half truths and duality and dark light became hereditary
The times changed and these heroes took on the impressions of Presidents, Wealthy business men or Emperors of Commerce
Finding themselves in the modern Capitalistic World,  a world which was manufactured prior to their reign
The grave concern is the death of Identity and the Integrity of the Soul
And the lives of Pastors/Chanellers/Pilgrims/Shamans  or what have you became the mirror of Divinity
As opposed to Divinity mirroring in the clear view of people having identity and a sincere embrace of the heart’s mysterious logic
So it is safe to say that this would create a world robotic

This wouldn’t last forever though for some Parents are responsible and they care
So the Earth then would be visited by the Golden ones once more
Apparent with the recent UFO Sightings, crashed UFOs and the bodies of Extraterrestrials
Alien Abduction confessions, cavern findings
With this people would begin to remember and would not load their worries or problems on the shoulders
Of a few individuals as they would learn how big the world is
As Humanity would identify, if for the first time, who or what God is
Furthermore Who or WHAT THE Source is
And once the lives of heroes would cease to be manipulated, so too would the lives of the many
We would learn that there needn’t be “special” people for we will have found the Divine elements in each of us
And that the sooner we can enhance Intelligent Life working together without the need for hierarchies we can soon develop a
High Level of Spirituality and be an Independent Race
Heroes are beings too who have lives and ambitions, have flaws and afflictions, have faced convictions and submissions
The gods are beings with their mistakes as well, some who have lied and have not revealed the whole truth to
Protect their children for it could have been noted that they were too “young”
But humans will grow and God they will know, the Source furthermore, and there will be a shift in thinking and thus in being and Living
It has begun, Finding the answers following the Dignity of the Conscience,
Cosmic blueprint, a song sung for parents absent
A play of star glow, uplifting the wayward ways of the big show
Living in the Integrity of the Soul, following the Dignity of the Conscience.

You rigged my heart
and robbed my soul
you stole my purity
and denied me home
I have nothing now
just my empty chastity vows
I wish to see you no more
it is not the sight of you I abhor
it's your tendency to provoke war...
My inconsistency to pay attention
my reluctance to play your games
your loose ways with men, you know their names.

Your lies and secret life
Your senseless hope to make me alibi
when the judges of love come
to question how well romance you've sung
I draw the dirt you breathe from your lungs
Twisting it in my throat, swallowing bubbles of surrender
The fresh air of freedom and care at its tender
On the return showering you with brewed saliva
Where the tiny sparks that swim turn into divers
Searching for the jewel of purity
extinguishing doubt in your trembling knees
Parading the sound of an awakened leaf
Played by the Autumn wind
Catapulted by the spring drizzle
The leaves and the wind then fiddle
And the dirt is gone, a brand new kiss born
all new vows sworn
Past occupations left and torn
And then we'd watch the evergreen from the surreal lawn.
If only... I was your lover alone.

I searched for a parking, a park was clear
I sought for a flower, a garden was near
I yearned for wisdom and developed my ears
I swallowed the numb and found the sweet of my tears

Do to ti
you take me through re melancholy
to mi harmony
send me through fah epiphanies
it is sincere and sure it soh to me

do to ti
a singing lover lives in thee
not so many rhymes would reel
these words into a curled rhythm
but so many curls would twirl a verb into
a metaphor so that my cognition cogs conviction and spreads emotive revisions

do to ti
I see you I see me
a living and loving lover vivified in you
lives intelligently I am stupefied
So high on notes of riffs and motif glitches I am hi-fied on grammaphonic signals I'm vibrating on love cloud nine
in ten we circle the spheres of a star, a world and a mega sector lined
In 2-d visions we live in the pictures of a binary mind until in 3-d a prospect sticks and we are multi-divine

do to ti
i find melody kissing harmony as I sing a love to thee
A lover surely lives in thee.

Have you killed in your dreams?
Have you been attacked in your
nightmares?
Have you ever seen Reptilian ETs chew
babies?
Have you ever seen hybrids swim in copper liquid?
Have you ever heard the Dragon Queen
giggle as evil spreads?

They **** people in some
underground bases
Have you ever imagined that you could
turn androgynous?
Have you ever been brainwashed and
programmed to work for the Shadow Men?
Have you ever witnessed messages
being sent to the silicon people?
Have you ever seen how handicapped
people are genetically engineered?
Have you ever read about how diseases are manufactured?

Have you ever seen a home break?
Have the tears of fallen women ever
dripped on you?
Have you ever seen a heart of
unconditional love tear?
Has it ever occurred to you that we are locked in 3D?
Has it ever occurred to you that we are
mind-controlled slaves?
Did you know that poverty is
manipulated?
Did you know that wars are a way to make profit?
Did you know that our lives are
planned and we work for mob and
royal families who own banking
cartels?

Have you ever shared giggles with the
devil?
Have you ever seen how humans are
used for scientific and medical
experiments?
Did you know that advanced life forms feed on the energy of humans?
Have you ever seen witches at peak
hour?
And the cat cries like a baby, and you're
crying out somebody save me
Have you ever been invited to hell and cities of gold?
Tell me, would you be a soldier bold
when all these evil stories are told?

Do you know Evil?

L ive
I nside
F iery
E nthusiasm

A lways
T  ake

T ime
H arnessing
E arnestly

P atience
I nspiration       &
T olerance

Are your lies true?
Do you feel blue after the honeymoon
Is there sunshine after the moon
Look into my soul and see the truth
For some time, time has been being with you.

Body and soul of me own
  you and I flames in twin-sewn
  loving for the sake of you and I, combed by divinity as we'd be naked
in a secret garden where we beautiful tapestries rake

In and out of time we have fought the space to be one
scrambling through this lover and that to end up heart undone
The best love-making is the rhapsody of you and I fusing to cosmic song
Emotions have flown and we have ignited as flames in a place we both belong
  in the heavens where we right our wrongs and ****** - to calm bring
Believing again has been the summit, that you and I can fly on these love-wings.

Whatever happens know that in life, and afterlife of moments relived to signify precious memories, emotions have been savoured so we pass into the neverland and play music with the ferries.

the monsters fought
the monsters swore
they wounded each other, they self-each wore
a bond was torn
and lies were born
innocence in its prime would be denied
as lies led would be accepted and
believed by every one of its kind

i do not know perfection
i do not know function
but i do know what's fair
i do know what's pure
all that is worthy and sincere
it may not be seen but it will be told
as the lies unfold and the truth is one we hold
forlorn  hope lies in being genuine and honest
so much is wasted as we are heaven-promised
we are told what to like but frowned upon when we comment

who are we to not see clearly?
who are they to say nay to what
we
truly need to
be?

you can appetize your wits and stimulate your senses
you can elevate and on a high dissect the story
dissect the story of its fences and defenses

in a world where we swirl to the curl
of the coil and its whirl
in a world where we twirl and swerve
the virginity and honesty in the eyes of the sunshine girl
we are found dusting the mist of mystery off the pearls of our divinity
without really seeing clearly the truth
and immortality that embodies the life of you and me

but will she grow and pro the cradle afro?
we may just know the buckles of the
teeth of time as it chuckles
then our souls will not be in trouble
and we could curb all that keeps us trapped in this bubble as we get to the pop the rock nobble.

Something happened

something happened I don't know what
A child was robbed a life to hijack the death of a dying old soul
Something happened I don't know what, a child lost battles but won his own war
a eye was tainted but a bright vision was cosmically painted

Something happened, I don't know what
Luck was exchanged for apologies of a hand laid for nostalgic cries that scream for youth rewind
A ball at the berth was crush to thrash the emotions of a fanatic misunderstood

Something happened, I don't know what
A family was torn apart slowly by the throws of evil darts
So strange the mystery leaving dark and dysfunctional parts
When a heart was broken, a child's chest got spasms

Something happened, a dream was chased but motives were replaced
a child's life was sacrificed because of the faults and duels of adults
A planned program of a series of events

Something happened, what was it?
Someone lied somewhere
the truth was shut down
and when it awoke souls broke out of hell
something happened if we can recapture
Something happened
led to a lot of injustice but trust this it was the birth of judicious virtues and vices.

Janet Jackson - Let's Wait A While
2. Ralph Tresvant - Love At First Sight
3. En Vogue - Waitin' On You
4. Meshell Ndegeocello - Let Me Have You
5. Jade - Give Me What I'm Missing
6. Janet Jackson - Anytime Anyplace
7. El DeBarge - Love Me Tonight
8. Michael Sterling - Lovers & Friends
9. El DeBarge - You Are My Dream
10. Floetry - Imagination
11. Tevin Campbell - Shhh
12. Keith Martin - Never Find Someone Like You
13. Meshell Ndegeocello - Soul Searchin
14. TLC - Red Light Special
15. En Vogue - Everyday


Erotica epitome, your lips so soft, I am standing on my toes
Beautiful and ******, sensual sensational music playing in the background
and with a kiss we were
high and turned on, submerged in ******* tones
Beeping and aroused *****
But then the songs ended.

May the memory melismatic in every sense that permeates colour and oozes flavour... Live on, long after the songs have ended.

Erotica Epitome

Foliage doth falley large
Sugary starch for you my love
Folly march for a dolly touch
Toiling in folding, thinking of you my love

So we fall in, gleaming with the rays of the sun
Trimming the view where it is dark
We'd be cats as dogs jealous they would bark
We are young hearts with old souls embossed in futuristic thinking

The gift is your presence
Your acknowledgement; ace wisdom
So we fall in large
Resting into the grass and melting into the soil
we fall like the foliage inviting march
Kisses bright and eyes universal as if in flight
We fall in love and that's our fight.

Together we wrestle into the light  
Falling in.

I am blind, can you not see?
I am trying to fly, can you please free
It is a confusing world, please help me be
Allow me to know myself in you, I am your seed
I am the blood stains wherever you bleed
I became a ***-stain when you
forget me and leave

Father, oh Father please, help
  the child be all he can be

In the borders of my inexperience, I
  search for your wisdom
As your prince I long to learn your ways of running this kingdom
When I am restless, direct me so that
I don’t shackle myself; heading for prison
Orchestrate the beat of my soul that I may have the voice to sing song
Warn me in the path of pursuing my destiny
   That I may know when I am wrong
Help me learn the fabric of love and choose carefully between queen and frog

Father, oh Father please, save the
   child in misty days of fog

I roll, I crawl, I fall, I walk, I run I climb and jump
As my shepherd, my light, guide me to
     heal this immaturity lump
By way of dimensional thinking, help me
    learn about the depths of **** and thump
Instill the pearls that inspire a woman to look at a man as the strength
She cannot dump

Father save the child, Father please
   appease the imbalance of society out
  of sagacious gump-tion

From boy to man, a soul has the world in its hands
He will be judged by his shoulders, chest
  and the way he wears his pants
His achievement will be measured by
   the life he invests in the hour glass
He will be encouraged to be independent
and provide for his sass
His cognition will be determined by
his work and how he passes the test
… So a home he’ll build and start
a family until retirement or death
rests his ***  

Father, oh father please, give the boy the tools to become a man so that he
may learn that the Universe has a plan.
So that he may be given that chance to
work with his mind and his hands to pass
the test of life and make his name last
Father Save the Child.

The elements that wrestle inside
The beauty that hides, so shy
Stimulated by the grass moving to the rhythm of the clouds
How can you congest the beauty inside?


But for the tears, a song is sour
in poverty you express your power
Folly embraces those who left after they did devour
But always remember that your beauty is a flower.

Nhlanhla Moment

I see it in your eyes
The twinkle in my heart shines through them
I feel it in your soul
It is I you long to hold
If only chills could speak
You would know that your warmth makes me weak
In the very tone of every word
Every word you utter has weight
The syllables stretch as if you speak in melisma
The way you move
The way you blush and move about
Shy and psyched by the eccentric emotion running through you
You smile and make me a guy
How, how could I make a woman the apple of my eye
The apple of my eye shine so bright that it gives birth to a young tender tree
You hiss waves of bliss as the love chokes you and you can only be saved by a kiss
I hesitate and reminisce
Thinking about the days I did not give into your rules
Sharpened by the blades of poetry, I levitate thinking you will follow me
You stand and wonder how I could be such a fool
To let a lovely doll fall into the arms of a ******
The winds of time breathe rain
We both wait again, to see the day
The day our scattered seeds of love blossom into a flower
I will have you and our bright and blooming flower
And together at the tree we will be, no matter the feat, no matter the hour.

All I have are the choices I make
Every wrong take is a mistake
a lesson learned as enthusiasm breaks
A learning that uplifts me to wake

Every sound is an element of muse fused thus music
Every day is a chance to failure refuse
All things  substantial are ideas not to be confused
Every opportunity is an opening waiting to be used

As an individual whole in holistic thinking I rise above politics
As a soul with burning spirit I yearn for divinity's merit
Destiny is mine for chasing, I have to be olympic
Time is passing by, I have to catch the hand before 'o clock blinks

The world is for discovering
The wild and the beautiful for admiring
Success for acquiring and not demanding
I have to crawl doubt away and walk valor in place, run to the hill and fly as truth to self reigns.

imagine

an image in the forms of art or artistry, tapping into the tapes of these tapestries, sinking into the cosmic industry, finding the osmosis in dust I try to see

Page

A pinned inch into an image telling tales of its wonder vintage
a sage in an age where the page in ink was written, the wise were smitten, was it in the crystal skull or the temples where these are hidden

And

And rage and age anger doth blow page undone, so tense the stage, intimidated the fake but for like of fame or latent shame there then thy blame on the telly and materialistic dames but lame so fade the hunger for the late...

found

in this present moment potent breathing lively accents searching during time's rumination for its succulent excellence and bustling vowels and sensual scents have one drooling in the streams of a truth confabulated in eternity. in a breath, just being and clearly seeing all of its meaning.

I have had several women in my time;
Disappoint, I've had lots of them
Heartbreak, seen tons of them
Rejection, she is on my list
Depression, she often visits
Delusion, I never got her
Denial, I know she thinks I'm a liar.

Sharpened blade
colourful bouquet
Do love heroes come on this day?
Picture, what a moving picture on display
So loose the hoop
Thought I caught you but the misses loop
I may appear as though to not be trusted
That you cannot risk being with me
afraid that my madness might swallow thee
and for all the times I wasn't with you
All the times I didn't call you
When I wasn't there to hold you
To be your guy but rather appeared as passerby
I hope you will embrace the butterflies that did fly
Should I be and will I remain?
This thought hovering over your mind
In truth I was **** and would always be the same
So you go to that other guy for comfort and security
But you miss the danger and serendipity that you shared with me
And now I am here with love notes in my hands
You are with him closely in his arms
And for the times I wasn't there
For the times I never seemed to care
And when you thought I didn't take you seriously
You should know that you were dear to me
I would only like to know,
for all the inadequacy:
Did I make you smile?
Did you feel alive for a while?
Did I dazzle you?

My mission was to make love, I have succeeded if you did love.

And the  Moth that has been with me through my travels whispers: The walls are thinner now,
the strikes come and the blades are sharp
they cannot understand the darkness you have endured
and some of your friends sleep with the women you're seeing
and some of them conspire to keep you down
And the woman you're with lays with multiple men and spits at your liberty

And the one you love more than anything is the one ramming you in the back with a sharpened knife
And still they try to hurt you
unaware that you have endured the intense low-vibrational frequencies  of prisons in the Orion constellation
As energies like these are sent to places like Guantanamo Bay and the lows of Inner Earth and several underground torture camps

You return a hermit to society, broken.
BUT IF YOU BELIEVE THEN YOU HAVE TO KNOW SOMETHING
You have to know that there is something greater out there, that there is a Higher Power and the Higher Power is within you
And that no pain or hardship can stand above This Power
That even death succumbs to this Power
Then you know that you have found the Source
Then you know you have been exiled and if you survive the emotional scars, psychological wounds and spiritual turmoil then you know that you have escaped hell
That's when you become Renaissance Man  
That's when you know that you can stand among the Watchers, that's when you know that you have earned your place in the Galactic Councils
That's when you know that the Human Race Has A Chance
This is when you know without a doubt that you are Free.

In a moment potent
I learn that death is where the joke went
I learn to fly where the birds ascend
I go to the place from where the truth is sent

There is an air of magic
A garden of flowers radiant
There is colour and merriment
The free float and spin at will
The children listen and have no whims
Harmony holds it all together
Love flows and condenses raining a high of consciousness
The people glow and the song is truth

For a moment I am a master
I find the salts of clash and flash
I am inspired and create a world
So peaceful, so beautiful
Wherever I may go
I have pictures in my heart that have been sown
Sown together as a string of memories
They hang on my humble atmospheric abode
In cognizance I stand clear and take a bright glance
A world so solid I see
A world far away as can be
A world overwhelmed by an ocean
It brings tears to my eyes
It is Earth I see that inspires this emotion

So near I was to finding God and yet so far
I keep reading scribes to stay on par
I know that I saw a world beyond the stars
I must have been in heaven, it cannot be an imaginary faux pas...
And all the while I was looking through the window in my heart.

Fray has been and days have gone away
a youth denied his chance to find the glory of the hours
choked to no breath and succumbing to the evil undress
how wicked they are those who attack the innocent because it makes them feel better about themselves


A day denied as talent is under fire but gone the fry so they invite the dark cloud
a sound is denied and letters are hidden
but all the rays of sunshine can find time in the healing forgiving
So in death the young child is made to feel to free his will so love becomes the only deal


Caught in between the chaos of parents squabbling; it is so sad to be growing old only to be one's young recovery
A futuristic history as much mystery is open for uncovering - such clear discovery
A knit tapestry with divine wit and masterful chivalry
But by and by they try prevent this innocent light of truth and purity  from hovering

Visiting the graveyard once more where the corpse still cries where there are places sore from being bitten by the sour jaws of lost hopes and broken doors
Dead at age 6, at 9 losing a wing can an angel fix to solace bring to the fair flings of sages and Elementals sing
King and King, they bout and down each one to the ground he brings
Such a trill thrill when many are killed to subdue evil will
But please live soul to bring home to a family where faith was stolen and mischief chosen where dire indoctrination was woven

Oh child we and I self in him us we weep
part of me slice of a creed,  seed of the strong where many were weak and hearts meek
We I in him self of me us must weep
Talent the gift of the few gists or righteous fists that we keep
Please sing on in the clear skies
wail on in the mists
March in the desert sands and swim in the celestial seas
Free yourself of your own now
old soul dead so young
Whipped and crucified, wounded voice so loud
live again and heal in the numb, to rejoice in juices of the revival folk... In planes where time is none but eternity the sum.

Evil? But why? The birds sing and the flowers bloom.

Pick, prill roll at the sound of zest and
awe... Sheets and tinkling - clinging
things as bells and stars

Rogue and vast as things razzmatazz
Almost flaccid like in between *****'s
sheath

Wrapped in a web of cosmic dreams

Delving on delirium and dimensions

undevilish on translucent streams

Finding the void coined hollow and incomplete

****** and pure as elvish leaf

The gates and doorways to a kingdom
of infinity and divinity

Cast shadows hover over covert cloudy
linings Protecting this pilgrimage of hope

a place where truth lives Showers of abundant waters roar and
caves embrace to rhythm adore

Hymn peculiar to simple notes

A surreal anecdote
plastered in an outlet of breathing walls And beyond the darkness you find the
essence of humanity

There past the dry and empty do you
find a hoard

Which houses instruments that play the
gospel of life divine Blessed by the meandering strings of
air, you glare into space and see faces

You look up and it is almost unreal as
you see fantastical places
You march and gallop

Drop and drop as you are drenched
and your body breathes

A sudden cold shakes me and I realise I
have been in the heaven of my dreams.

Laying on the columns of hell
waiting for my turn to get molested by demons
I am being warmed up with fire and metal
The grotesque ****** is sharpening forks

I am in the Black of Inner Earth
The lowest point, not much life or vitality
Yesterday I was a man, the day before a woman
Now I am androgynous
They sent me intellect, had me believe I was genius

They traumatized me with images of evil
They eviscerated my chakras
Disintegrated my soul
they told me torture was my destiny
A working demon is better than a burning soul
You trust it to inflict pain, a burning soul uses you for its gain

On Wednesdays we are made to watch Minotaurs have *** with MothPeople
Now and then we are fed ants and swallow burning coal to digest

The Chariot comes and they transport a few to work in other galaxies
where planets are dense,
manipulation rampant,
loneliness a melismic  tune
The only Light is the burning eye and the lava beneath where it is a tomb.

Hello Child, so vulnerable
You cry out as the night sleeps
You whimper and murmur in your sleep
You look for warmth as your body moves around
You try to grab on to hope, try to reach.

Whispering in a language magical
Only ferries and creatures as such understand you
You breathe the energy of innocence and purity
Hello Child, for a while you have been resting
Thoughts and tiring activities have kept you busy
Lost in a ****** world of first-time wonder
Going about in a world of giants
Drooling on every pixel of a soul's image
Capturing all the colours of your dreams
Your fists ever enclosed as embracing a gift
These fists searching and longing for the tether
But a touch makes you feel better

Hello Child. I have been missing you
The comfort your hug gives me is eternal
I will be unclothed no more for I feel the sheath of God in the waves of your sparkling heart beating against mine.
I will know what it means to be human when two bodies connect and there is a new man
I will know what it feels like to have something worth dying for, for you enliven me...
You are my sunshine in a dark forest
You are my fortress in an empty world
You are my grace in a lawless and cruel empire
You are elevation with every breath for your life takes me higher
Hello Child... I feel like a man, and a blessing it is to be a father.