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Time; Are you Listening? -Nina

Are you really listening, can you hear the clock ticking?

Time keeps turning weather you stagnant or persisting.

Sun rise; glistening, can you hear the birds singing?

Sight to the blind. Tell me are you really listening?

Every day we wake up; play the rules; It aint a game.

Some win and some lose; and when you lose it aint the same.

You had something to lose but now you got everything to gain.

Start back from the beginning and try this shit again.

Playing by some different rules now; and put it down another way.

No one wants to struggle; but we all wanna’ maintain.

Struggling to survive; wake up and do it all again.

Are you really listening, your heart and what it says?

Would you do your yesterdays today?

If you had the choice; would you have lived it in a different way?

Like… seeing it at another angle;

A better handle

Hands of time around your throat;

We all getting strangled….

I write upon the walls of time, my chisel chipping.

Hieroglyphics of my mind.

Tell me.

Are you listening?

 

 

 

psy·che·del·ic – Clear, Manifest ;)

psy·che·del·ic
ˌsīkəˈdelik/
adjective
adjective: psychedelic
  1. 1.
    relating to or denoting drugs (especially LSD) that produce hallucinations and apparent expansion of consciousness.
    synonyms: hallucinatory, trippy, dream-like, mind-bending, mind-altering, mind-expanding, mind-blowing, bizarre, surreal

    “a psychedelic experience”
    • relating to or denoting a style of rock music originating in the mid 1960s, characterized by musical experimentation and drug-related lyrics.
    • denoting or having an intense, vivid color or a swirling abstract pattern.
      “a psychedelic T-shirt”
      synonyms: colorful, chromatic, multicolored, vivid, abstract

      “psychedelic design”
noun
noun: psychedelic; plural noun: psychedelics
  1. 1.
    a psychedelic drug.
Origin
1950s: formed irregularly from psyche1 + Greek dēlos ‘clear, manifest’ + -ic.

Why Certainly

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My name is Nina; the transgender psycho blogger.

Climbed out of bed and to the coffee

Op-tea-mystic,

World at my fingertips and I worry  bout no shit.

In this moment,

Judgements or backfires are simply a sign of my attempting progress

Attempt unleash repressed

Memories;

I’m Psycho yes; you could ask anyone that knows me personally

I can indulge you if you like,

Why certainly…

 

-Nina