Blank...a blank world a blank canvas...its

Time to fill it up and paint a new planet

Blank words called spaces I write them

Down, now I’m space traveling

Illustrations are still scribbled...and

Sketches are still massive.... nothing is

Learned in a frozen room

I call it stilled classes

I'm diving in a dreams slip stream with my slick glasses

Visions of intermissions after the actor perform actions,

Insights and intuitions are known...from the crying actress

Results are all scripted...we attack with flying backflips

Its...like a car in reverse so I hit that backshift quick

Stay away from the snake never kiss those acid lips.

Suddenly I become a target on that hit list

what is he talking about? Why is he such a misfit?

So it continues down the field like I kicked it

I think it's time to make a deal in 5 minutes

And what I say makes no cents like poor pigeons

But I do have a big sense of smell like am Nixon

My minds a broken table it needs fixing

Finger strokes attacking the keyboard…

Nothing to do, so he typed a few…he must be bored

Mind state blank Equivalent to a chalkboard…

He stares into empty space…and finds it a little bit awk-word

That someone was sitting in the same spot, with a different posture…

Opportunity cries indubitably, to write what the mind ponders

To think vast is the life of wonder…thoughts spark ideas…what is swelling down yonder?

Looks like a field of opportunities...arm stretched wide..close to reach, goals aren't necessarily gold 

But they are soon to be...this is the land of outlandish style and unity...primitive tech collides via space and speech

Calamity is a fade...to serenity we retreat...outer extremities absorb energy then repeat..

It's exciting to be alive today & the following week

What does the future bring....who do we seek?

Embrace what you see in good company

For life doesn't revolve around a money tree

Enjoy the fruit when it falls for it is a Taste of luxury

Money hungry & ambitious

I plan to do it all , no more dreaming or dam wishing

I swear..to stay keen to my intuition

I feel artistry is my mission, if it wasn't, a part of me would be missing

failure is a place where goals have no existence

Instead I travel to victory in the distance

I was lacking in motivation

luckily I had the patience to gather determination

then lather this urge to make it

In a place where all can embrace it

I'm abstract in a way...I use math in this case 

to subtract and decay the negative vibes away

to positively portray my energy within waves
 
I've simplified this array, I guess I strive every day...