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I'm needing to leave,
But because of you,
I'm glued to my feet.
Unable to walk away.
Stuck in my tracks.
The sight of you was unbearable to breathe.
I once shared another life with you.
An intuition of recognition is what I perceive.
I'm missing your skin,
like a feather misses the wind.
Carrying my soul from place to place
all in a spin,
without destination or control never to waste again.
Everything came so naturally,
Wild and free.
There isn't one thing that I'll miss
but of everything.
Remember when I once said this,
followed by a kiss.
Forever yours I intend,
but that's when the storms rolled in.
Just like that,
the start was an end.
Without no inbetween.
Short time, losted friend.
Missing you over and over,
again and again
A+1
I’ve never endured such a panoramic sight of true intuition. Just the thought  exist and yet its a stupendous blindside. One desires no other soul then you. In this intuitive view their stand alone, A glowing form. An orb of pointless thorns. Her real name only I behold and what surround is a profound darkness Ready to be reborn. The light in a the storm that consumes the universe. The roundness in a flat world. Your the meaningful love I would give my life for. I know of what I speak of. The lustful power is sweat compared to sour. The anticipation grows stronger every hour. It's my heart as it makes it's first beat. The spark that starts the fire and the Divine rhythm is complete.
Picking up the ounce and the nine
Leaving them elbows behind
I’m shaking bacon
I’m awaken, shift and shaping
all the time
Constantly looking behind
For the pigs all the time
Make a move,
Hot pursuit
Grab my boot and pop a few
gun shots multiple times
Fleeing the Scene of the crime
Cause I’m living out of my mind
That’s your constitution that you're saluting
I intrude before you pollute
Rapidly dropping like rain
Every one of them are the same
Eeny meeny miny moe
Pick one aim and let one go
Duck hunt
The name of the game
Nintendo
What's the sun without the moon?
A bowl without a spoon?
A caterpillar without it's cocoon? A king without a tomb?
A song without a tune?
A fetus without a womb?
A bride without a groom?
 Proteus without Neptune?
****** without the tunes?
A house without any rooms?What's a flower that never blooms?
It's I absent of U.
A tiger can not change his stripes.
This is Cloud Atlas.
At any giving moment I’m ready to strike.
To speak with a intuitive eloquent manor.
The barks bigger then the bite and I’m bumping David Banner.

I’m going to,
Strategize, colonize, cultivate, materialize and manipulate common eyes to dissipate.
Politicalize, or political lies?
Moral paradox beyond the sky’s.
Not wise to cut more then eight pieces of life.

I make the past mine.
I make the present time.
I make the future divine.
I want to dispute you with a ryhetorical rhyme.
I make cloud nine a metaphorical food,
My manna
An Albert Einstein to consume in a fashionable manor.


To be continued.......
It’s haunting me.
The thoughts that consistently Chasing my memories.
This isn’t who I asked to be.
But when I close my eyes a darkness consumes me. Surprisingly the pain and lies has been a part of life for centuries. Crawling in my skin like a centipede.
It’s been impossible to stop this vicious insane lifestyle.
Repeatedly falling into pain and misery to the point of exile.
But now I find myself looking at life in the mirror and seeing the new start, a new beginning of love and spiritual smarts without the terror.
Got to grab a hold of this new belief and clear my conscience  and vision before I close my eyes, lay my head and sleep. At first these nightmares were haunting me for weeks.
Sobriety has that look of shame, putting myself to blame at all time peek, but the intellectual teaching of the Toltec brought truth and love.
Integrity of possibilities from above.
No distress, distractions or to become oppressed  by others reactions.
Just pure love and that’s a sustainable fashion.
Without a doubt.
I love myself and myself in all, for all is yourself when looking at life through a mirror with kindness and passion and that’s the personal wealth that I’m putting into action.
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