See,
The problem with today is that you are the children that were slaves
To that textbook

See,
The problem with today is that the men are ingrained with the need to feel enraged at
Everything

And that very same textbook and that teacher that sent you elsewhere taught you, somehow, that you are just acting through your genetically inherited tendencies

See,
They taught you that once upon the great time
'before'
The outlandish and fairly out of context concept that we were,

Animals

But to every woman who has ever been mated by a man who thinks dominance is the answer,
I remind you,
YOU ARE NOT AN ANIMAL

You never have been, and you never will be
You are a soul who has a blind date with destiny
and if anyone ever tries to be, offensively bigger than me, I have full faith that my faith, will guide and protect me, to mutual clarity

And through the limitations of a structure that assures everyone they will see the stage and hear their name over the loud speaker in a Coliseum full of restless siblings and great grandparents,
they taught us that,
The 'Winners' found 'Fame'

And identified 'Degrees' as 'Security'
but the reality that the black hole created while trying to keep your head above the surface was just another stress to jot down in the
textbooks

But the textbooks my son reads won't contain the fallacies of the commentated beliefs of ignorant injustice that subtracted art and theater and replaced it with
"Facts"

You see,
A fact is simply a point that has yet to be falsified and I promise you that if you give it time,
no child of mine
Will forget,
that he can prove me wrong,
because I give him
*the freedom to express it

A wire wrappers dream,
seems the plan was Supreme
in path way of choices blinded by sight
the artist didn't see the Light
when the Mother called late that night
his attention span was traveling through space and time,
fighting Demons for those who gave up fight,
but why was it worth the sacrifice?
Why wasn't she worth that time?
She used to hold more weight in those spaces of life,
Does he know that moment pushed the line?
Finally feeling the weight of the grind,
became too much for his state of mind

Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

You made a promise to the Divine to stay straight and in line and, all the sudden it,
Wasn't

Now what?
How many second chances?
What is the breaking point of the cast over shadow that keeps stealing your light?
The Angels showed up every morning, and came back full force every night
Never breaking stride on the moments your eager to hide,
You try and find your disguise and the plain as day face shines
Shines bright

Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

Is this what you say it is,
is this what you see
is this what you claim to know
or what you claim to BE

Within a half a click of a seconds time the wall clock holds space to constantly remind
US of what we came here to SEE
US, of what we are destined to dream,
US, of, everything
Like,
Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

Is this what you say it is,
is this what you see
is this what you claim to know
or what you claim to BE

She sat down to write about her hearts painful cry and as the keys clicked the black dash, the memories were swept

Here, Now
She reminded herself

She tattooed it on her left index to hold space when she would forget to remember
to remind her, to be present
to remind her, to slow her thoughts
to remind her, to stop her thoughts,
and listen

here, now
Angels whispered

She was here, in the now, of the present moment of this time, and suddenly she realized that all the words began to rhyme, when she set aside the need to control the signs, and allowed the moments that felt Divine
a

Beautiful
Living
Imagination
Sitting
Still

Rewind

Flash forward

SIT STILL.

BE. Here. Now.

The Angels Screamed.

In their melody that sounds like something only the Heavens could sing
a vibration so high your whole entire essence feels light
a living breathing embodiment, of life, is here, now

Challenge the open spaces and new faces and meditate freely in the grace of your BEing
for YOU are a BEing, a LIVING BREATHING BEING, of LIGHT

YOU, you are enough.
YOU, you are stronger than any dagger.
YOU, you are loved.

Here, Now.
They stated.

In the here, in the now, there is nothing but ever lasting, unconditional, plentiful health and wellness, for all,

The Angels sang out,

"For YOU are ME, and I am WE, and WE are EVERYTHING, you see?"

I woke up one night and realized that nothing was really what it seemed to be
The Earth was breathing and the trees were singing,
Their melody
About OXYGEN,
and BREATHING
The reality that these were not 'things,' but rather, wings
And as her creative visualization tools fired like a lightening bolt on a summer night,
She began to remember that it had been a long, hard, fight

But when you know better, you do better,
and when you're blind, you're blind.
But when you're faithful, truly faithful,
to nothing but DIVINE,

You allow your heart,
to really shine

And from that space,
way down deep inside,
is a magic key,
that you might find

And if that key,
fits in mine,
take my hand,
while we travel time
through dimensions
and layers
through light,
and love
through faith,
and stillness,
we will travel

And as our brothers,
have done before,
it is time for us,
to start opening doors,
to Creation

Healthy creation for the good of all with LOVE as the motive,
the only one