saturday 2:51

don't wanna do random.

been praying for
a new day
every solar, every lunar

granted.

appreciation&confidence
bubbling up
never over running

beneficial.

state of soul
wisdom&insightful filling
chasing the high

limitless.

state of mind
id ego balancing
linear objectives

lasered.

state of spirit
inspired by raw hurt
healed over

understanding.

state of flesh
last night
pinnacled under crescent moon&star.

monogamy.

state of self
revelations revealing
truth&integrity

acceptance/change.


thus I..

claim showers
in this place
sew that seed/
putting out into the universe
tapping in spirit realm
anchoring soul
productive mind set

destiny. purpose. legacy

succcess. humility. giving

up..

It's 2:27. rather write it down then sleep on it.

up and at em/ sorting/ making sense of Me.

alone time. God given. Thank You. I see you.

relax and be, don't forget about it either. Do it all but don't

don't over do it.

Determination my friend. made close right about now.

Coulda' been doing other, but rather do one thing.

Resting my chin on my right knee, left legged tucked under my right buttock

sitting at the foot of the bed. Had to stop through and jot down.

bubbling brooks chat; fun and chuckles.

Nite and good morning.

up close&personal

The moon shone so bright this eve..
how spectacular it hung upon an indigo back drop.
walked me home inspiring a steady smile_ hypnotized by it’s beauty
holding my gaze til it was out of sight but not out of mind.
Same sculptor of the moon is mines scupltor. “Such brilliance!”
both me and the moon, we have a destiny.
Such beauty in this world.

Adventure Land

"she was betraying herself"

acting out of character, foolishly.
It was evident. we both knew it.

o.k. your embarassing me, really.





inspired by my 9-yr. old 's trip to Adventure Land.

yo, just listen.

Know your enemy? How?

psychic ability? listening? associating with?

They are the ill repute on earth. not of it, nor am I. good vs.evil

the realm of the spirit separates us/ divides/a chasm bt.

There is a schism in the world. a lie. a perpetuation of fantasy and fables.

Folk don't love themselves, seeing's they have the potential of that of Paul Bundy.

(wait, what?)

Sick play in all. Potential to be something...

other than what you are perceived to be.

Don't let your unconscious mind elude you. it's egotistical, mystical but leading, helpful and beneficial..

careful picking through rose bushes and dark water and razor blades. "might cut Yourself bleed,

"sharks."

_know your mind. your enemies watching. Read their mind's. Go on..(listen)!

whatever


Whatever makes 'No' sense,
then say it!
whatever sounds off,
then listen!
whatever hurts more,
then feel it!

whatever!

kiss it

life? or somthing like it.


Today is today &
I'm not saying
a dam word!


pissed like razors,
blurred like Tequila shots,
empty like Hitler's heart,
hoping like a b!%&# on the corner
spaced like a supernova star,
the one I'm riding anxiously wit' neurotic tendencies,
incapable. capable. mad ass!

somebody, stop me!