Sep 2016
It can be quick or slow
But Onion Peels got me ready to flow.
I write to read what emotion I live in my path. Who I am. whats been acomplised. It's all just perseption you know.
I a free moving soul. Dancing on a 70 degress breeze, moving through galexies. While my feet sink deeply into roots. I am all of this on my own two feet you are just as I living your peace. Love and hate swirling to mate. But can never be one. So they create friction that sparks dust fate. We are but star dust seeking its source. Forever living in cycles of form because our minds can't concieve being al(l)one.
But Onion Peels got me ready to flow.
I write to read what emotion I live in my path. Who I am. whats been acomplised. It's all just perseption you know.
I a free moving soul. Dancing on a 70 degress breeze, moving through galexies. While my feet sink deeply into roots. I am all of this on my own two feet you are just as I living your peace. Love and hate swirling to mate. But can never be one. So they create friction that sparks dust fate. We are but star dust seeking its source. Forever living in cycles of form because our minds can't concieve being al(l)one.
