these words are dedicated to you
the x-man
your powers are seemingly endless
they have no bounds
you still appear in our conversations and arguments
long after you are no longer around

you can travel through time.


accusations fly like bullets do
i thought i had the power to dodge them
but im not like you
i take direct hits on a daily basis and am quickly headed towards critical
these hypothetical concerns she has regarding my fidelity are addressed so often
they are beginning to seem literal

you can control her mind.


its as if you can feel it whenever we begin to get close
as if she hasnt had enough
you prescribe another dose
stick around just long enough to leave your mark
then shadow her radiance
you consume her light with your dark

you are everywhere and nowhere
when she needed you
only absence was felt
now that she begs distance
you surround her, in suffocating fashion
just like a belt

you can teleport.


this is titled X-Men for a reason
because its astonishing how you posses these sort of abilities
it seems you will always have an administrative advantage
an emperor like rule
but the only power that you posses, is fueled by her
and you have it because she allows you to.

Being a weekend binge drinker I don’t really like Mondays
my poor fragile mind is in a alcohol daze,
my limbs are slow and heavy, each movement is a trial
I feel like I’ve ran a marathon after swimming the length of The Nile,
I lop around all zombiefied my legs are full of lead
my eyes are groaning loudly, like an extra from The Walking Dead,
I’m on the verge of snoozing, I do that sleepy involuntary ****,
I pinch myself real hard “Si you have to stay awake in work!”.
So I take a trip to the disabled toilet and have a nap on the ceramic floor,
hoping I’ll feel much better after this tad of a tiny snore,
I rouse after ten minutes and decide to control this ***** ridden strife,
I must get a grip soon, I want a grasp on this Monday life,
a light bulb pings out of nowhere to brighten my maudlin mood,
this sweet recovery will be engendered by lots scrumptious of food,
so I indulge in a savoury overload and gorge on toast and crisps;
Discos, Hula Hoops, Quavers and defo tons of Frisps,
on my dinner I scoff a Mac Donalds and then a Greg’s sausage roll,
this hungry Homer gluttony helps to sustain my whole,
the calorific sustenance does it’s job and my hangover starts to diminish,
I gaze at the computer’s clock and think “hey it’s time I finished!”.
I ponder “ohh I can glide home knowing my day is done
and if it stays sweet and bright I can enjoy a few hours in the sun,
after that I can watch Breaking Bad and catch up with Coronation Street
while busting out the texts and having more to eat,
yeah I’m see what Walter White’s up to while being really greedy,
wait a ******* minute, tonight’s when I’ve said I’d help the needy!
*******, **** **** **** ****, that’s my evening of chilling down the spout,
rather than a hammock night in I’ve got to venture out
and feed a load of ungrateful gits who don’t even clear their plates
and ask me if I’m a cross dresser while sniggering with their mates,
rather then see if Jesse gets caught by Hank and how the story unfolds
I’ll have to scrub those scrubbers dishes pristine while wearing marigolds,
as oppose to nodding off reading with a Rustlers under my front room lamp
I’ll have to put a load of cutlery away after making a 20 sugar brew for a *****!"
So I decide the Wellspring is off tonight as I really can’t be assed going
I’ll just graft extra hard for *** next week and keep the drinks a flowing,
so I’m just about to pick my phone up and call in with a excuse that’s pretty lamey
but then I realise if I don’t go I won’t get to see Amy!
Suddenly there is a spring in my step, my motion feels on point
I shower very quickly and post drying roll a joint,
I have a zip in my posture as I sail and blaze down the road
all my thoughts of staying in they instantly erode,
I think “Amy is ace and topper, in her company all is fun
she’d make a day of gloom resplendent with the sun,
her chirping silly noises are always brill in the air
she turns my giggles to def com one, I laugh without a care,
I mean I know I'm hilarious, I can feel my own strengths in my head and tummy
but when I'm with Amy I'm even more funny!  
She makes it all sunny!
Cos we can berate that gormless Declan who eats with the speed of a cheetah
say he's troffing all the time, like a professional eater,
we can spray a bit of water, have a lot of chat
teleport through nonsense with the free degree of claptrap,
chill around the washer where all the cool kids hang
kicking back like Gs, knowing all the slang,
flick a fleck of sausage then have a speaking swirl
flex the talking muscles with sweet balletic twirl.
I mean she's not perfect, she could improve her lot
she's pretty immodest, always going on about how she's so hot,
alright supermodel, calm down, yeah, okay you were blessed with good looks
be you know being arrogant really ******* *****.
And she don't like the ***** cats, her brain must have a feline blur
how can she not warm to their whiskers and their contented little purrs,
her eyes sometimes don't always work and she is optically infirm
and she steals pies from the scrotes, she don't know to wait her turn,
she'd stab you in the back for a go at the counter, she's always trying to grab the lead,
and added to all that she can't even ******* read!
(I'm surprised you can read this actually.)
But i'll overlook these foibles, her flaws aren't yet that drastic
she has to merge some yang in there to be so yin fantastic!
Ahh, in this life where what was can no longer leave a reflection
it's always super to feel the natural flow of connection;
glowing with simplicity
our joyous synchronicity!"
So i approach the door of The Wellspring and feel sweet and glad
and think, "you know for a Monday you aint turned out too bad!".

I wish I could have free time,
For my body my mind,
I wish to workout i never did,
I wish to write without forgetting,
I wish to have money for my all fantasy's,
I wish to never get touched again in timed medications,
I wish I never fall for someone who broke me in limitations,
I wish to become what I wanted to be,
I wish to make disappear the problems which **** me to be me,
I wish to rewind and review the happy hours,
I wish to make the world understand the difference between guns and flowers,
I wish to teleport the pain to ground,
I wish to have love each other and all around,
As the wishes cloud never get a end,
Likewise I've to calculate the quality time and become the trend

Move mountains with tongue
Teleport from dreams to reality
Take it out never lose balance

Love selflessly and unconditional
Shatter hate
Put shade on undesirable desires

Love is the switch of your support system
Light is guidance dare not to pull the plug
Fly with memories and thoughts flight to wonder land
Paris

Come back and teach what thou need to know
Why the Sun rises and sets
Why the moon glow in the night
Why after every rain a rainbow awaits

Why love is considered *******

Keeping quiet in this blanket of loop holes while groups of snoopers mill round and try to fathom me out,
I've scooped the jackpot in here where I've got my solitude and sanity,please leave me be,let me alone because I have the home I desire,
I require nothing from you and you need nothing from me,but you're determined to uncover and see for yourself what it is,that makes me tick,you make me want to pick up my bed and do the biblical walk,
I am silent not sick,you cut me to the quick with your questions so blunt,it feels like I'm being hunted,pursued,cant lose that feeling that somehow you're stealing a part of me,
I want to be,
alone in my loophole, nursing my lost soul finding my own way,and in my own way I'm happy,I jangle along and even though I can't sing I know the words to the song,
I have a freedom of sorts and my dreams teleport me from those who would try to see and uncover,
unlock the real me.
let me be.

Life is so amazing;
We humans have different marks on paper or a computer that we can understand and we move our mouth to make different noises that we understand as well. And having different noises in a row that sound barbaric to people that don't speak that language. There's even different languages that people developed over the years...
Then we talk about our ways of life.
There are some people out there that are starving and dying, and then there's people that have so much money and food, they don't have any room for it.
Then we move to our technology.
From dirt and rocks to make weapons to **** for food, and living in caves, and not talking like a normal human being, we came to having houses made of the wood of trees and bricks, and having 3-dimensional beings in a little portable device. And having stop-motion pictures, and 3-D TV's, and computers that have different websites that have completely different stuff on them.
Then we move to music.
Music is so old... probably started when the cavemen started to talk English or something. And there's so much songs about so many different things, and none of them have the same beat or notes in a row. There's probably like, quadrillions of songs out there.
Now for the sciency stuff.
I just think it's so incredible that there's people like Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Jefferson. I mean, imagine where we would be right now if it weren't for Benjamin Franklin. Thomas Jefferson wouldn't be famous, that's for sure. What about if neither of them existed? Where would we be know? Then there's the people that came up with the idea that there's life that is so small, we can't see it. Then someone invented the telescope so we could examine the moon better. All the constellations out there that tell stories about the Gods and Goddesses. And it's just so astounding how big the Universe is. All those planets out there, we can't be the only living things out there, you know? There is just so much in the world that still needs yet to be discovered. Just think how long it will be until we have teleportation! Then we could teleport our space rovers to different planets and not worry about it getting hit by a meteor.
And people say "The world's not that old! This is only 2015!" Yeah. After the birth of Jesus Christ. Jesus was on Earth 2015 years ago. Before that, people didn't have the system of keeping track of time. Scientists can only tell how Ancient Egypt or Ancient Greece was like because of people writing down their religions. To think if there will ever be some sort of apocalypse and no one wrote anything down and humans came to life gain, it would be exactly like caveman times all over again unless we write down our thoughts anywhere and keep it anywhere. That's what diaries where originally invented for! And if you never thought of thinking of the world this deep before, it's only because you're most likely an outgoing person. Don't ask how I know that.

Well, this closes my thoughts.

When I Now Sit And Write...
The Rhymes That I Write SHINE...
Just Like The BRIGHTEST Sunlight... !!!

But... ONLY To Those...
Who DON’T Live In Denial... !!!

The Words That I Quote...
In My Poetic Lines...

Are REALITY Driven... !!!
So Are NOT Verses Written...
To Embrace Submission...
To Falsified Visions... !!!

They Deal In Straight Spitting...
So Relate... Lyricism...
That’s Built To Use Scripture...
That REJECTS Weak Positions...
That Keeps The Truth... Hidden...

They Shine In BRIGHT MINDS...
That Are NOT Those Inclined...
To Move Like Blind Mice...
That’s Right... Three A Time... !!!

Like Wine That Is Fine...
Their Vintage Is Minted...
In Old Shrines Designed...
To Store Words SO PURE...
That They Cannot Be Bought...
By The Poor Or By Lords...

Because... There’s NO PRICE...
Placed On Words For The WISE... !!!

Or... Popping of Corks...
For The Drinking of Thoughts...
That Are Meant To SKYWALK...

Because of The Force...
With Which They Teleport... !!!

They SHINE In The Face...
of Deceitful Folklore... !!!

Because of The TRUTH...
That CANNOT Be ERASED...

Refuted Or Muted...
Or Quickly Polluted...
To Breed Mass Confusion... !!!

They SHINE And Cause Movements...
That HURT Institutions...
That Deal In ABUSES...
And Movements So RUTHLESS...
That They Should Be NEUTERED... !!!

Because They Are DARK... !!!
And Show Little Heart...
Because of The Path...
That Leads Them To Darth...
And Palpatine Sharks... !!!

While What I Write Charts...
A Way To The LIGHT...
That Shines Like Moonlight...
On The CLEAREST of Nights... !!!

ENLIGHTENING Thinkers...
To Take Off The Blinkers...
That Restrict Their Vision... !!!

By Shining Like WISDOM...
That Frees Minds From Prisons...
of... Limited Thinking... !!!

Like I Said They Are Driven...
By Scripture That’s Written...
To Paint HONEST Pictures...
of How We Are Living... !!!

No Need For Petitions...
Or Thinking Conditioned...
To Keep Thoughts Restricted... !!!

Just Written Inscriptions...
That Truly Are... FREE...
Like We Humans SHOULD BE... !!!

To... OPEN OUR MINDS...
And Our Eyes To What’s RIGHT... !!!

Instead of DENY...
What It Is To Live Life...
By FREEING Ourselves...
From A Place Where We Dwell...

Where Freedom's DENIED...
By Those Who Divide...

These Rhymes That I Write...
Are NOT Written For Pride...
Awards... Or A Prize... !!!

They Are Driven To Find...
People WILLING To FIGHT...

To Let LOVE And UNITY.....

Be Things That... ETERNALLY...

........ “ SHINE “.......

I want meet laugh and fall in love
Meet love at that piont where time stops and the heart forgets its song..
Where my eyes stop to realise they have been blind this whole time..
To meet and know there is no more goodbyes...
To meet laugh and fall, fall in love.

I want to stare into space and open doors with my mind.
Teleport to a realm where its just you and me, love.
Where we hold hands and dance even when your not around.
I want to dance sing and be in love

I need to heal from all the times before when love went wrong.
To erase the pain and find i'm free in love
Be released from bound existance and explore life in the name of love..
For love's my soul favourite food.. I want to aspire to love.

I want to dream, live and breathe in love.
And later when the time is right with all my heart I will make love. And hold baby love in my arms and rock love to sleep. From love you came and love you are. Kisses

I can’t help but smile
as the crowd goes wild
the buzzer sounds
no rebound
nothing but net
dripping in sweat
wrist flicks back
time to attack
toes behind the 3 point line
the moment is all mine
my hands anxiously receive the ball
time slows down to a crawl
the pass seems to teleport
she dribbles the ball up the court
ten seconds to go
two points down

Your words fall on deaf ears.
Your voice I choose not to hear.
Your breathe wreaks of stale beer.
Get away from me no one wants you here.

Away from here years ago & today.
I wish there had been a way.
To teleport or astroproject so I didn't have to stay.
Towards someone good to connect.
Of me people continue to neglect.
Evil is who I deflect.
Beauty is what I reflect.
Loneliness is what I get.

My eyes saw.
What you did broke the law.
Because of you ma kicked out Pa.
Every fiber of your being has a flaw.
Your morals are baked & your evil is raw.
Your hands are like a devil's claw.

Unfiled & unreported.
My thoughts real & undistorted.
The "mom" I disowned is disheveled
Her house pak rat hoarded.
Piles of filth & stench.

To know your face.
Ruined my past I can not replace.
Here at home of crimes there was no trace.
Police said low priority case.
Heaven has been a disgrace.
You've been banned from that place.

the comic book portrayal of superheroes
lets us step out of reality for a brief moment.
man can fly, he can teleport
he can be fast as a speeding bullet
etc...
the one thing that all heroes have in common is that each one has to overcome adversity and save the world.

Which leads me to ask... don't we all have the capability of being a super human.
Being a hero in someones life,
overcoming adversity,
making a difference in the world and defending humanity against those that seek to spread anything else but peace and love.

WAKE UP!

YOU do have super powers.
YOU are a hero

Someone once told me that, we are all heroes no matter if the whole world knows about it or not.

so the comic books are great but in reality, we save the world each day, little by little, just by being great humans and accepting the role given to us by the creator, which is a divine and honorable one.

A yearning hunger.
A devastating ******.
A road hogging hummer.
Denim jeans
A baby Tee.
Rainbow sandals.
Desert gear.
A trip to nowhere.
A camp fire with no one.
Waiting for nothing.
In the wrong place.
At the wrong time.
For the wrong reason.
For no reason.
Bad Karma.
Why me?
No one to care.
A ghost haunting nothing.
A view of nothing.
Acres and Acres of nada.
No warmth on a cold night.
A sandy hell.
Cactus and sand dunes.
Cacti, lizards and sand blizzards.
Camels and llamas.
No buried treasure.
No water.
Take a chopper.
To the ocean.
Coves, seagulls, shores, seashells, wind, Seaweed, saltwater & a blind panic.
Like you know the end will happen.
Stranded with no hope.
Who can teleport to the mountain?
In a porthole?
Snowflakes, rocky mountains.
Not a perfect place not here not anywhere.
Isolated and alone.
I hate it so much more than life.
I ran a red light on purpose.
For no reason
Not wanting to stop.
Why?
There could have been a collision disaster.
A good happy ending to a bad bad story.
Dumb luck.
Detour.
Mount Soledad.
Pacific Beach.
Lake Murray.
Row your boat.
Climb every mountain.
You can't tame a beast.
You've to fight your demons.
They won.
Somebody please find me!
Help me out of here!
I never wanted to be here.
In the middle of nowhere.
With nothing & no one.
There's nothing to look forward to.
Nothing here to keep me alive.

i wonder if it will take 100 times to get tired of me
200, 400 times of
love-making or
rough *** or
"give me your dirtiest version"
"i want you so badly i wish i could teleport hundreds of miles to you tonight."
i don't know why i think sitting passenger in my car smoking newports will eventually get boring to you but baby stay a while and i'll do it just how you like
let this last and i'll touch my tongue to your sweet spot

A dreaming mystery
A vision
An energy
A possibility
Perfection
What is the vision
That exists beyond the eyes and within the mind
The vision that allows you to see a person's face beyond the vast realm of space?
What is the energy that we should believe?
What is truth?
Is truth only what you see?
Or is truth also what you think, envision, believe?
Is the destiny, the destination, the same as the distance?
The journey, one with the arrival?
I see faces, people...
People I know from the universe...
People I know from the metaverse...
I see them within my mind...
I send good energy and vibrations...
One world, no matter how infinite...
So close, no matter what distance...
Omnipotent power...
I could teleport instantly...
To arrive, face to face...
To speak, to listen, to know, to understand...
I this being in my mind...
Am I truly seeing?
Am I looking?
I care, even if this world is different...
What is the world of mind?
Manifest? Unmanifest?
I think it is sun, then it is sun...
I think it is moon, then it is moon...
Yet the face of another, I do not change, for they are their own being...
Yet I still see them appear in my portal...
My window, my door...
In my mind, I care, I love, I feel compassion, I want happiness for that person...
I could see them through my eyes if I travelled some physical distance, no matter how far...
Yet in my mind, I see all things instantly, faster than the Internet or any computer...
I send loving energy, faster than a message or an email...
Why do I see through my mind?
I can see red and I can see blue...
I can detect a fragrance also...
What is a fragrance when so distant and far away?
How can the mind detect these things without presence?
I consider God's Spirit...
His Omnipotence...
How He can see...
All beings...
All lives...
All time...
All space...
All knowing...
All powerful...
Able to change any moment or detail...
This freedom is a joy...
Human mystery...
Freedom to travel, to be...
To exist, freely...
I can do anything, but what is the right thing to do?
The power to do literally anything, what is the right thing?
Action?
Non-action?
Create?
Preserve?
Enhance?
Improve?
Sa­ve?
Embrace?
Love?
Stand aside?
What is perfection?
God's Love is Ultimate.
Replication, emanation...
Product of divine equation...
Who are we to see so far?
Beyond the space, beyond the stars?
I see the planets, the galaxies...
I see the distant worlds ahead of me...
I see the omniverse, from vaguely to the potential of zooming in on every detail...
The eyes of a dragonfly...
From within and without...
I see from within my mind a reality not before my eyes in front of me...
What is vision and what is sight?
What are the eyes that see the dreams at night?

I close my eyes and breathe.

Teleport myself so I'm by the sea.
Sounds of waves crash and fall
Anxiety doesn't encompass all.

I'm okay.
I hear the rhythm of the waves
Their lulling sound
Keeps my feet on the ground
As my head tries to spiral away.

The breeze
Gentle and free
Reminds me to let this feeling be.
This too shall pass.

For the waves never cease to crash and fall
If they do, soon again they stand up tall
I embody their perseverance.

But soon I must face reality
And leave my humble abode by the sea
But their life lessons I shall take
My fearlessness is rooted in the wake

i can almost feel your touch
your warmth spreading throughout my body
but i'm laying here all alone
so cold and lonely
i wish magic were real
so i could teleport you here
just so we could hold each other
and forget about the world
and i hope this is real
because i'm slowly falling in love
and maybe you don't feel the same
but i will wait forever just to be with you
i'll sit here until the world ends
and i hope you're the last thing i see
right before i go

Looking down I can see myself fly through the 'doors of perception'

Sigh

the apocolypse rides by


and I thought they'd be men.

Tuesday starts with a clunk in my chest,
a reminder that I might be
'Best before end'

(a supermarket trend which I fear will catch on)


However,
I'm flying and that's a step in the right direction.

the hardest part is the start

I waver
and at times savour the connection between hope and fear
but to get anywhere or somewhere there's always the start point
and it's a sharp point.

I learn by
(another sigh)
my mistakes

and thankfully they become fewer as if the starting is a cure

Just calm me
I'm flying and trying
to teleport

'Star Trek'
for the old wreck?

the light's are on somewhere
and there's another book
to read.

cast the spell and you will be timeless

a beautiful soul bound in a superficial body
you are eternity dressed in flesh
an ageless personality etched in your heart yet the world is still lonely and ephemeral
you are a beast scavenging for love—an immortal being hungry for validation
deep wounds, hallow eyes, shattered soul
you are timeless.

cast the spell now.
a tome for healing
a deity fond of forgiving
bloodline of fools
a vision of no tomorrow
cast the spell now.
unfading promise of beauty
hugs of memories
ghost of eternal pain
a facade of everything you are trying not to be
still, you are timeless

teleport in my arms
let’s fade together
cast the spell now...
and we will be timeless

Do you even know what I'm thinking?
It's not to be contested.
And yes I've been drinking.
Enough to be arrested.

In order for you to teleport.
And this you can't avoid.
Your consciousness we must import.
Your body gets destroyed.

Your character we'll scatter.
To places far and near.
For a moment you won't matter.
Until you reappear.

Though here I am to warn you.
Things may seem a little out of place.
See they have to reconstruct you.
And you're still carbon based.

They'll upload your very being.
Right up in this new you.
You won't believe what you are seeing.
When you step out on Timbuktu.

For it was but a moment when you were here by me.
Till you up and vanished across so many seas.
To hell with you you blasted ***** teleporting *****!
I'm coming for your *** when I walk out that other door.

Lost in between the pages again.
Just like all the days before today.
In between the words and the lines is everything,
And that’s where I get my biggest fix.
When I lose myself like this,
I become another person,
And live another life,
And teleport into another universe,
Where reality doesn’t exist.
All what’s real is the page and the story.
My personal escape.
My personal refuge.
On my shelves are a thousand worlds and a thousand lives,
And I’ve explored them all and lived them all,
And they’re mine to explore and live again.
Some are fiction and some are non,
But all are wondrous, glorious things.
How amazing is it,
That I can pick up a single item,
And be transported to another time and place,
And see things from another point of view?
I am worldly.
I am traveled.
I have been everywhere,
From the comfort of my chair,
Or my bed.
I have loved and lost.
I have been a warrior and a royalty.
I have been man, woman and child.
I have walked in the shoes of a thousand beings,
And learned from their journey.
Yes, this is my escape,
My pleasure,
And my passion.
I am a ****** for the written word.
I need my literature fix.
Pass me a book,
For there are volumes waiting to be read,
And I won’t stop until I’m blind or dead.

Addison walked up to the golden gates of Trinity Academy. She turned to the plaque on the marble pillars. There was a carving of the grand 3 witches. The witch of nature was named Laika. She ruled over the 4 elements: Earth, Water, Air, and Fire. The witch of unity was named Alitza. She ruled over all humans and animals. Although, she never “ruled” over them. She was kind and caring and loved all. Then, there was the witch of shadows, Nyx. She ruled over all dark and evil creatures with an iron claw. She was responsible for the 5 runestones losing most of their power. She's the reason most people stopped using magic and turned to technology. She was jealous of her sisters, the other great witches. She wanted to rule Valdera and the rest of the planet along with it. She craved power. So she broke into the Cosmic Hall and tried to break the connection between the runestones in order to harness their power. In doing so, the runestone of darkness was created. It is the source of all shadows. The two witches were horrified to find their sister attempting to drain the magic from the 5 runestones. They had to put a stop to her. In order to make sure she could no longer harm anyone, they banished her to a far-away dimension, Xeyra.

Addison’s train of thought was disrupted when she heard the first bell. “Oh no!”, she thought. She started to run to class. Then she realized. “Oh, right. I forgot that I can teleport.”, she chuckled to herself. “Spiritus Dei Omniso!”, she said and teleported into her chair. “Hope nobody saw that”, she thought.

After the boring class that seemed to last for eternity, Addison started to head to her locker. She saw a girl with dark orange hair getting picked on. She walked over and touched the ******* the shoulder. “What’s your problem? Why are you projecting your insecurities on this innocent girl?”, Addison asked. “Get lost, Newbie. Unless you wanna be my next victim.”, the bully remarked. “Me? A victim of YOU? Yeah, I don’t think so.”, Addison said. The girl raised her fist towards Addison. “Dimere Invictus Elovar.”, Addison said, unphased. The bully froze in place, then vanished. “You ok?” Addison said to the victim. “Y-yea, I'm alright. Thank you. My name is Leah.”, the timid girl said. “No problem. I'm Addison.”, Addy said. Their fateful encounter was interrupted by principal Tallora. “Miss Addison and Leah! My office! NOW!”, the principal snapped.