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 Jul 2023 ryn
irinia
don't let go
 Jul 2023 ryn
irinia
too much outside too little inside
everything there loud and noisy
in the stream of energy
every single cell an orchestra,
a blazing furnace
recycling the unseen
what to choose slipping
from a dream to the same dream
possibility after plausibility
with the insatisfaction of a night
unable to decipher the tales of the moon
one needs true silence to hear
the meaning of music
don't let go of the wisdom of stones
every fragment knows there is something
wiser, a finite infinite semiosis
First you pray then you sing.

When you’re down
think of all the colors of bloom
The different skies above you
Hug someone.
love.


Shell ✨🐚
Only love will save humanity.
 Jul 2023 ryn
irinia
shelter
 Jul 2023 ryn
irinia
on this edge I hear different
things with different ears
the rain in close deserts
the emptiness of hours rolling into
something larger than themselves
your self, my self, their selves trapped nebulae
inside the knife of time carving wise bodies
when the flood of blood gets disconnected from the heart
bodies full of tears recycle the vaults of thought
I am no other than myself frozen in a primordial space,
a shelter for the pain of those I love
sometimes there is "a search for a new transformational object whereby the self seeks to develop, progress and advance to broader and deeper stages of maturation (the progressive as opposed to the repetitive regressive transference) via an intimate relationship with another person".
 Jul 2023 ryn
Harriet Shea
Fragments of patterns shuffle closer in silence
collective consciousness awareness appearing
without explanation.

Collided  together without reason memory stray
far outward to be concerned, inward now starting
a new heartbeat of remembrance.

Recollect the secret universal codes that
surround our being.

What was, exists no more, not in our mind
that once was before it left without saying
good-bye.

A fresh knowing of existence appears before
our knowledge to understand the everlasting
the paradise we carry in the now we live.

Thunderstorms carry our energy far above
lightening to hit and leave our existence
without renewal, just more in the depth
of our existence of remembrance.

Awareness touching soul, touching heart
upon arrival new.

Mind consciousness  becomes aware
from Universal deliverance to our
dimensional beings, bringing forth
memory that has been taken away from
us light beings, God's children, now
awakening from slavery to freedom.

Fear no more you are finally free!


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 Jul 2023 ryn
Rai
Spit
 Jul 2023 ryn
Rai
I feel like spitting pain on the paper
But I’ve run out of ink
 Jul 2023 ryn
Khoisan
True Art.
 Jul 2023 ryn
Khoisan
Everything else is apart
I wouldn't know if I hadn't
fallen in love
it is the true art
of the heart.
 Jul 2023 ryn
BeeVaishnavi
It's been 26 years almost,
And yet living like Jack is my best dream...
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