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Serendipt in…
Drip drop gently down the scene; streams n rivers
That meander baby blue colour of my eyes; revisit
Trickling; time ticking limitlessly
Staring into eclipsing; shifting serendipity
Abandoning my philosophies; my apologies
I’m just Astrology;
I am the stars; As far as any eyes can see
My amplified subconscious; third eye wanderer
Conjuring soft spoken finesse
On top of the top
Dropping stones over the edge…
-Nina
I tied the blindfold tightly…Good-night-me…
Night-fell-mind-dwell-darkness.
I-set-to-spark-this.
You’ve been bothering me since I came…
I want a good clean fight n game.
“I’ll-do-this-shit-blindfolded”. Is what I said.
Advantaged with subconscious entity.
3rd eye protect me. Envisioning in -moment-present-memory .
Its tomorrow-yesterday-today.
My enemy cannot comprehend this haze.
She-is-he-he-she (Enemy not me).
“You’re not even human-at-all”.
I closed my eyes but… could-see-it-all.
We brawled and “IT” took the fall.
The human strength more adverse than its evil predecessor .
Compressor-stressure-beyond-measure.
“The lessor” as I laugh upon its cherished treasure.
Ha-ha-ha…
“This is what you worship??? Its-worthless!!!”…
I am now in complete control; And I laugh.
Walking away leaving you on the dusty path.
Feel the wrath of a sentient.
Being; as thus-and-this
You will forever submit…
To the will of my soul eclipsed…
-Nina
Addicted. – Nina
I’m addicted to mindless (and or ) intellectual stimuli,
Staring aimlessly into the sky,
Addicted to who what where and why,
Substances that change my mental chemistry,
Addicted to my lives entity,
I’m addicted to love and kindness,
I’m addicted to danger and excitement,
Addicted to make up, mirrors and outfits,
Poems, videos, streaming through fiberoptics,
I’m addicted to this world I’ve created,
Addicted to theatrics and new faces,
Cooking for my lover, Being with her and…
I’m addicted to climbing under the covers
I’m addicted to the mystic,
In love.
And then I wake up again…
“Addicted”.
-Nina
Source: Addicted. – Nina
In the darkness of which I abide…
Transcending Dawn -Nina
I try to keep normality absent. / As if I could mask it.
Transcend gender / transgender madd Kidd.
A retired liar /open book on fire;
Trying to inspire….
Jumping fences / caught on hooks and wire.
I can envision a promise land.
Tearing my clothes, Expose myself, / Dawn at hand.
Embrace the fate over the broken gate. / Even amidst the hundreds of broken promises.
I envision this grace / and the sacred place awaits.
We here now….
I bring my twin with me; polarity / solar ascend from our anatomy.
2 spirited 2 spirits 2 spearheaded /to a new birth of clarity.
Syncopated vibrations / soaring auras.
Space time gravitating towards us.
The sentiment unprecedent /We are auroras borealus.
More than God can handle.
More than the laws of nature.
Finally enter the state /open the gate
cause fate awaits us.
Nina
Taoist Mystic – Nina
There was nothing, became everything, words devastating.
The tongue is far sharp-er sword. Bit-er sweet words
They ink jot and plot on pages
Captivating your mind, your captive in this ancient
Way. Since pyramids you peer-amidst scripture
The script will surely fit-the-picture
Graffiti-esque hieroglyphs; of time
In rhyme-form or devine-chords
Forever and ever and ever… trying to define more
Writers n biters, stolen ideas are the highest potential in-sequential
Prior to this something there was a comforting nothing
Simplistic-mystic-blissful-infinitely-intimate
Nothing.
Source: Taoist Mystic by Nina Yin
The toy box in my bedroom. A short story by Goodnightnina
Had to Reblogg!
Once upon a time, perhaps in another dimension of sorts. Or perhaps an altered reality ( a parallel to the norm which had been departed ). There was a world… it was a dark world like our own although the visions and communications to the mind lay shrouded in an unknown; as to wake up drunk in an amusement park in an abandoned ghost town. All those who enter this realm are intoxicated… euphoric… Or confused.
In this place the laws of physics are often bent, finding oneself transporting from one place to the next. Perhaps flying over the maps of which the reality created unto itself. It is itself; a living and growing place. It’s a place you’ve never been, but you have, faces you’ve never seen but it’s as though a permanent dejavu. Traveling along to its ominous melody.
I find myself in this place often. I climb…
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FrozenOpenedScopinEyezWideClosen
I was frozen up in chriogenic antiseptic mind kinetics
Opened up the chambers cellular levels and I’m representing.
Straight outta planet organic hydroponic plantin’.
The Jazmin Dymond Dazzlin Eyelids Killa Necromancin’
Just taking chances,
Dancin’….
Nina
Sexy Abstract Mural by Graffiti Artist: Hopare
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