Soft sultry light and music to get the mood set, lingers in the way a bad romance pains the heart, dreams of the past haunt me till the end is no where in sight. I revel in the scents of sweet intoxication. My muscles ache for the soft tender touch of his caress. I need to be rent by his love and soon as my tears dry and he finds his way to me as we were joined and no one can part. Time has allowed me to breathe in his sent and feel his kisses on my skin. Oh my love where are you and how may I help you to know the dangers in staying in the land longer than man. The days are shorter but the nights are long and hungrily I sift thought the dark waiting just to hold your hand. The seasons come and go, man dies and are reborn to disgust and revision of mind and body yet as I see the change in the coming only the energy waves will change as well as the body composition. Never fear as I will know my loves vibes through time and can surf the records with and ancient division of knowing as I am as old as time it’s self. Through the snow and rain blossoms the fragile born part of my soul ever fragrant and pure standing in the sun of your love.

As we explore the debts of our own soul we could contemplate our alter of imagination circle it in our being and to walk with the untamed, instinctual side of our nature is knowing the power of being aware of the creative pregnancy and continue to focus on the nature of the unborn talents for them to continue to grow.

Inspiration comes after reflection, after the seed is planted.  When you begin to do the work the universe comes to your aid in fill the requirements.

Imagine all the people who contribute to the universal thought pool, Can we all think for the better of the planet? If we were sitting on the air of the cosmos would we be safe?  How can we be sure that we aren’t a controlled experiment of the largest lab ever?

If we were I am glad it was my father’s design and he has it all worked out I just have to trust in his vision and plan according to the will of the supreme being who has man’s backside in a vacuumed lock to preserve life and not destroy it.

My love, what would you do with me?

I love the tender, smooth, caressing touch.

I feel you in the fire, the fire that has singed my wings.

To make love would be a feast

To feed the beast within my chest.

I pray that you still care

That I’m fragile and breathe fresh air.

The love I feel from your stare.

My heart beats from the longing you greet.

My mind always recognizes you

Through many times and many lives.

I say I will offer you my neck.

Will you sink the teeth that drink?

Will you stop and leave me there

Only wishing your love to drink?

Where does one go but into a soul?

The soul knows no death, no girth

But sear you it must, as love sets you free

When you’re so close,

I am drawn to seek you out.

I can feel your passions hunger.

Must I write much longer?


As I see you stand next to me.

I become so light-headed

From you scent,

Such a pleasant harbor of intoxication.

I feel my heart skip a beat

As you slowly touch my face,

To touch my lips

And tenderly bite me on the neck.

I feel you slowly draining me

But let you I must,

For your love has captured me.

Being one of the same blood,

Through many passions of love and life,

I still can’t believe

You asked me to be your wife.

Your scent liner’s long after you pass

I am that which my father god has made me.  In his image by his love.  We are all made perfect in life by his will and mercy. I today reclaim that which resides inside of me. My soul's spirit.


A child of strong light with funny laughter and a heart as big as the body it resides in.  I have to remember to include her in my life for she is the life's spark in all things.  She runs and plays with all on this earth.  This being is just that of a child of emotions and thoughts even ones too painful to remember.  I will hold her hand and walk down the hall of memories to help her understand the things to big or ugly for her to remember.  I will not judge her or my spirit for the experience and I will give her myself , to the father.

For all the love in this earth,  I am that mind of old and new!


Father God told me that i could have anything I choose, so I choose him and nothing more than his love.

I sometimes forget that being human is being able to forgive and  to love unconditionally.

Forgive me for being small and sometimes selfish.

Within the truth is a land of adventure to last thru eternity.  All along it was easy to
forget what I AM wanted of me.

Please remember the I AM of your being!

As you look upon the alabaster statue of the beauty in the garden of Edom, the softness looks so real, can you feel her?  She is crying out the tears of blood, the crimson fluid of love.  She can’t hold that frozen space much longer.

The beauty is a piece of the dream, our clay that holds water. The one you wish to hold.  Her water is drying up and it won’t flow any longer. As purity changes from her solid stance, the wind blows and she fails to dance.  The clay becomes as the dry bones of the desert. How long must she wait?  Will you understand that she will blow away into the sand?

You are the salvation.  For joy and happiness is found in her man.  His day crosses many lands she is very rare. To her he is the Jeanie in the lamp. She cries into the darkness to hold his hand as he begs her to dance.  His heart is cracking into pieces for the long lost desires of the eternal twin’s secrets.  He stands in time and tenderly kisses her cheek as the tears of blood drops into his hand leaving rubies from a far off land.

The lion’s roar into the sand is sending the quake through all the land.  His love has left man leaving death and destruction with suffering just four years at hand for the final divinity  of man.  His love safely guarded by cherubim under the tree of life, waiting for her husband’s salutations.  The lion will return to the family of man to live as it was truly planned with in MT. Zion.

Jah beams as his wife arrives shinning and all knowing for his love to return. A prophecy to fill a life worth living was only a dream in my lion’s eye

He was such a strong and dedicated king in his day. Jah I say “let him walk in your way.”  His love would save my heart from destruction and depression. Jah say “wife of mine it was me you adored so how could he see you weren’t meant for him. A gift I will give to him to come close to heal all the nations’ afflictions!  His love must grow for years.  I stroke your cheek to change those tears to precious gifts so man will continue to love.  You gave a life for them one and all.  You heard my call to come home daughter I welcomed you into the garden full of beauty glowing within the golden dreams of life that sustains a husband and a wife.  Love never dies it changes faces and places for us to never ask why.

Jah’s army to warrior against the dead was to win at life and for his warriors to deliver his petition to his wife.  For peace and hope to prevail we must press onward and give to all to believe in equal measure to receive their universal treasure?

My queen I have let you live, love, and return unto to me under the tree of life where I ask you shekhinah to be my wife. I ask for you to birth man, to grow universes and comfort all their pain and strife.  I did give largely to let man truly live my love, for the earth was my son’s special birth.

Running just to hear the sound of their thunder

The metal is only the grind

And the gears changing.

Can you catch the thunder

Quietly riding on air?

I must say the rain has gone

But the song remains strong.

Move along.

Come and play.

Sing with me this day.

To save you I must cast

The thunder to the end.

Where the end lies

And the beginning smiles,

Arise, shine and be.

Quiet thunder beings.

Sweet child of the universe full of light .  The Bridge you hold for humanity is of spiritual mirth and love of the essential life. Deep within your skin you hold memories of all time and space to quandary the remembrance of those who are here.  The ever radiant lotus of life blossoming for all energy to be replaced through the child of untold race.  I see the light upon your eye, I can see deeply the healing you bring for earth and all others.  I am honored to know the vision you bestow to men and the light you bring to women but the other untold gifts of the soul are for the meek of heart and sound of being.  Radiant waves of orange and yellow the waves of energy with turquoise and sea of greens mixed in the air we breathe,Will wonders of life ever cease?  Will our knowledge increases with the righteousness of being in loving our fellow brothers and sisters with the deepest of care.  Can you stand there and wish silently we are victorious singing in our soul for the sun to violently shine and enlighten our state of mind to go where never before to the bridge for deepest spirituality.  Will humanity reach that golden ring of success and keep you close to their hearts to feel you instead of see you  ?  Will you never sway to hold at bay the shifts in time to render us able to stand in time to be blown away to an others beautiful day never tiring.