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My pineal and subconcious intermingle
Billions of nuerons form to become a single vision
Lessons upon lessons intermittent
Questing for the answers of the tangent
Like LSD sparking the mind lightning
Some find the darkness parts and becomes frightning
But I lounge in this place and I am found in this place
Every single cell and sound in this place
The visions like a virtue
Nothing is real and therefor nothing can really hurt you
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Am I still dreaming?
I sure don’t feel awake…
This all too familiar feeling…
I can’t move and I am in slow motion…
Restless but completely catatonic;
Somebody wake me up from this place!
I don’t want to be here anymore!
Looking down upon my body from the ceiling…
Motionlesss…
Learned to control mindstateI wait for tides to subsideLike a sunrise it’s beautifulIt may be new to you but I’m mindfulBlessed daily from the giftWhenever Something AmisI return to bliss and thisPower of meditationThrough practice resignationMy heart rate slowsI centre myselfAlthough the future is unknownFar from my control I can control meDeep breaths slowlyUphold these waysPathways I must not go astrayAnother poemAnother day
Present moment I hold it cherish
Inherited blue eye apparent
Embellished with blessings
Finesse my pen dressings
Resting my weary eyes
Dream of bliss I’m in the sky
Dive into devide atomic
Flying never falling
Explode flipped mode
Artistic endeavors my calling
I write on the squalling walls
Balling my eyes out my brother falled
Past of alcohol pills cheap thrills
My sequel is refilled with abundance
Run amongst with hundreds
Thousands my sound is love
Come run with…
I see the words along the page
As eyes watch my words
Words describing themselves
I’m inscribing myself
On hyperweb
I’m hyperactivity
Depraved of my enlightenment
it’s
Captivity
Perhaps if my ego is forgiven me n no longer lives in me
More mindful kindness handfuls of love to remind us
Of compassion as we face life’s lashes
Nina
this is new and I am innocently exploring
a new bright and magical world
it seems that I have the world at my fingertips and sky is the limit
where to even begin?
So this is the retrograde rain
Of pain and joy?
Similes and metaphors
I regain control as the rain pours
But yes; to love change embrace pain
Tattering and trickling
Dripping on my soul
Yet is is filling me; I am whole
The whole world planets and stars
Watching the rain fall and wash
And cleanse
Seeds birth a new life
For me or for anyone and Everything
In this life
In this change
In this rain.
Nina
Whaddya right write in the dark of night night mystty morning words take flight like birds they might chirp delighted to be reunited with my word type typwriter observer of silence.
Serenity plentiful gently breathe sentences please be a gentleman sentimental is my lifetime of entity; a splash of word alphabet soup for your breakfast then.
I opologize for the abstract but I’m obliged to wrap this like a Christmas gifted basket.
It’s dark morning.
The time for rhyme therapy; my clarity
Climb out of disparity; hearing me
Write these words; observe purpose
Present moment is the service
Back again with a digital saturated pen
Micro ink blot.
Thank you my friend.
The universe grants me another day
Thankful and it’s never in vain
I’m finding peace here in the winters air
Northwest blessed
I’m feeling fresh and clear
My dreams are intertwined
Magic and realistic
The writing can touch the devine
Brush stokes on cosmic canvas
I paint; deviate from the norm
My imagination like wolves runs wild
I’m never confined; defined
I’m an empress in my own place in time
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