Angelical whisper
Beyond the spectrum of sound
Speaks to the downtrodden
Where brokenness abounds
Surely there must be a reason
For living in this maze
Dead ends like lost lovers
Children gone astray …

To live the life of morals
To seek out happiness
To hold a dying friend
To forgive the Judas kiss
All last but a moment
Like an eternal fleeting glance
As we pray somehow forever
   Holds a second chance...

Of course heaven exist!
It’s everywhere we let it be.
It’s the energy of our love..
It’s the movement of our sea.

The programming of social ethnicity is ingrained in religion. It helps the child in making moral decisions. Amen!
Unfortunately it puts a cap on logic, it no longer fits those who are wise minded.
In order to break the mold and embrace new truths, one must overcome the brainwashing of youth.
New evidence must be integrated into our spiritual intelligence. Do not disassociate from the obvious truths before you.
There is comfort and truths in magic and mythology yet spiritual intelligence does not end there.

There are things
That can only be seen
In the reflections
Of mirrors and dreams
A sneak peak deeper
Then the mind can go
Shadows and voices
   Lurking below...
In between spaces
Phantoms dwell
Clawing, scratching
Tearing the veil
Demonic angles
Fleeing their Hells

But fear not my friends
It's only a rhyme
Written to warn you
Against the sublime
Avoid doorways
Shadows and stairs
Leading you down
Hallways
Into nightmares
But do believe
They're
Already here!

I remember the cage
Soul slipping
Through cracks
Body trapped
In silent rage
I succeed
These facts
Never forget
Never get back
The less you say
The less they know
So spare the lecture
And off you go
I remember the cage!

I often wonder if you actually exist,
are you real or simply a matrix glitch.
A fragment in my data stream,
a figment of some creative theme. Across the worlds beyond the seas,  the matrix offers all of these possibilities..
If you’re real how can it be proven?    Perhaps my imagination conjured what you’re doing,
where you are, where you’ve been,   I could have easily created you way down within..
So please let me know for sure,
that there’s more than AI’s out there..

Everything is the way
it’s supposed to be
at this junction of the game.
It feels as if you know this truth
somewhere in your brain.
There is no special quest
we’ve been set upon.
Love and hate will be here
long after we are gone.
Our song’s unsung are flowing
in the echoes of the memes
and so we live again
through our creativity.

Please accept my credentials
as I attempt to identify…
I know I have it somewhere,
my pristine societal ties..
Believe me when I assure you,
I genuinely cares.
Where ever this is headed,
I’m already there!

A poet is but a beacon
In a storm that will never cease
Anchored to this ocean
By a soul that’s can’t break free.

Time stalls when you’re in a hurry, take a **** and time gets blurry.
In the moment time flows free, there’s nowhere else that I’d rather be!
Worries come and anxieties flow, learn how to breathe and let things go..
Together we’ll stay healthy as our muscle’s grow!