In this digital age I write on digital page
Entering the matrix at light speed
Screen time phenomenon encompasses the world
The latest tech always awaits you yet
With little more than some gigabites I figure write
I figured right to signal light
Across the world wide web
I hope this finds you in a peaceful state of mind to dwell
In this winding net we weave and still believe in
Fact or fiction. What is this vision called reality?
My dreams sometimes seem far more tangible
So which existence is it we really live in or which ones a vision?
Perhaps neither are alive or… what we deem is our survival
Too much mandela effect here and deja vu
Psychedelics leave us more clues
They say seeing speaks reality into existence
I see eyes in all directions when I’m trippin
As the matrix watches I walk through that particular realm
How many are there? Honestly which one is real?
Image from Etsy. Link:
Buddha Giclee Blotter Art Print 900 Tabs Archival Quality Psychedelic Acid Free Paper – Etsy Canada
The world is yours. Floor it into the next door exploring!
Eyes open… and surprise hoping so open your gift.
Here’s everything on your spiritual wish list. At least the gist of it…
No more need for these fiddle sticks.
I’m fixated and fixed to this new trail mix of bliss.
What is WordPress?
World of words; magic written aligned with style
Welcome to a place of pure freedom and expression
My suggestion is partake in the art form if you adore; explore more
Call it my own, call it my home existing a formatted form
You can choose to fight here or kick back; have a break; kit kat
I’m just here to build with grace
Many variations interlaced on the interface.
Its good to be alive.
I thrive, Mind mine most of the time
Plus I fly; Slide when its time to ride.
Back into a place of nature and creation.
Walk about; You dont know what I’m talking about.
And thats okay.
I breathe with the words of the trees and I…
Write just for me. So comfortably.
Rise up by myself; So I’m in good company.
My space is my temple, A place thats so gentle
So many things I can get into.
From video games to graffiti.
Black book pages with a pencil.
Sobriety and prayer protection; its my selection.
So much ital; thats vital, brings about so many blessings.
What am I writing for and fighting for?
Does it matter when I can die tomorrow?
So live for the day.
Righteously despite the sorrow.
Just jotting… Need to get in the habit of writing more.
Take your time to unwind from the troubles and trials
Trials and tribulations as we all are awakened
Building blocks of cornerstones unknown
Remove self from the throne
There is no self at all
Nothing to own, control, condone
Alone on ya own
How we supposed to grow
Nina
My dreams escape and influence pages;
Sparked like the sage is
Im the flyest livewire
Thick haze; sharp like switch blade
Untouchable.
Deluxe Triple XL clothes so Im comfortable
just lemme be free / lemme be me /take this blindfold off so I can see / I wanna breathe / I wanna speakeasy / I wanna walk in the trees / get lost in a breeze / I wanna feel the world freeze / I wanna free my mind / I wanna be alive – Please.
Naturally actually happily to… skip to my loo
All the way to the loony bin
With my new found friend imaginary twin
Never met but was there from the begin
Henceforth Im back to the latter
As choco lit chips get me fit-fat of the land fatter
No matter
I just dip drop endulge in rhyme form
The only thing Im on is the coffee bean
No coffee with cream. I like it black so Im back in action
Just walked in slushy snow with no traction
Amidst the lost and confused
But I find myself when Im out its a muse
The city is music to my ears
When you read this? Your the only one who hears
I feel like a sloth; tired aloft a computer chair
Coffee in one hand; vape in the other
Wishing I had slept in. Winnie the pooh “Oh bother”.
Need another cup of coffer
As I begin to awake; A slight optimism
Maybe today isnt…
So bad
No sad; frown upside down.
Just another funky day to runaway
Asking me to come’n’play
Guess I’ll have some fun today.
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