Spiritual eyes see through the folly of your mortal manipulations and will not stay blind to the fact you stay stuck in mourning the ghosts of years gone by. Don’t paint me on this canvas where the graveyards are full of the bones of those once loved are worn laced around your neck like a noose you choose to nurture pulling you into their pit. It is a haze of grief that you alone must walk until you cut these ties and choose to heal. I tried to pull you from this demise, but through the mist you fail to rise, stuck in the manifestations of death lurking near mired in this stage as those close to you tell you it is okay to wear these bones with pride too unaware of how to show you the path to your escape. How many times must you die in your pain before you release it once and for all for never will you be released from the mourning until ties are cut and your eyes see the light to shine upon the path your dare to tread? The ego and pride attached to what once was must be cast aside, for new manifestations of love light and harmony to pull you from these tides. You wear it like a badge of honor, revering it, missing it, but in the end letting it kill you time and time again. When will you bury it and say goodbye and choose to live. When will you accept that what you are fighting for died long ago, and let it go, for now all you fight is your own demons and they are winning? Lay them to rest, and find your freedom from the delusions of what ifs. Forgive yourself and learn from the lessons, but do not get stuck in the lesson lest it rend you under six feet over and over again. There is a light, but you must seek it, why close your eyes, and sleep in this embrace forever, awaken to who you are, and pierce the veil and walk out of these gates of hell to find enlightenment on the other side.

❤ In the spirit of love I share in case there is a one whom needs or can heed these words of wisdom…All my love ❤

10/12/2016 4:01AM

 

Close within your scent

Into slumber I am pulled

Together

Like an opiate to the woman in me

Tranquil serenity descends within my brain

Unrest in dreams calling to you

Fears releasing in the net of security

Something within is processing

You fight the night of your darkness

Leaping to take flight from the landmines in your mind

Spiritual rain

Uncluttered thunder left in its wake

The sweetness of the fire

Cleansing the slate

Echoes of peace

6/29/2016 11:20AM

Photography by: The Right Reverend Styrofoam as he wishes to be called.

It’s all about YOU

 

You wrap yourself in a disguise to leer unsuspecting eyes to peer

And come into your world, where you strut and create a desire…

 

The mind games begin, the eyes penetrate

 

What do they see, a fear of intimacy

 

A fear of ego manifestations taking form

 

A heart in despair, drinking from the cup of others

 

But never getting enough, left in wanderlust

 

For sins and rectifications of the past worn like a noose

 

A chain that binds you

 

The game you play has sadly played you…

 

You tell yourself you are a friend

 

Yet to yourself you walk into the dives

 

With a mask that is enchanting, to hide behind

 

As you seek in others something to set you aflame

 

Yet if it is not your own fire you create, it’s nothing but a lure

 

Tempted into the world of illusions

 

The disharmony and disease reign afflictions too many to tell

 

Yet in turn, you look back and this is what you see…

 

You think you are free

 

But in breaking others, you break and chain yourself to these miseries…

 

The pursuit of pleasure always lands pain in the end

 

The pursuit of truth always shines the light on freedom in the end…

 

If you cannot be real with yourself to yourself, to no other can you ever be exposed

To be accepted, one must be exposed and open and completely vulnerable…for otherwise the hidden elements…are secrets

 

The secrets kept lead to an ambiguity of mind, where duplicity plays and lurks for the one who keeps secrets can never trust they are truly accepted for they have not shared themselves completely…they cannot trust they are accepted and in turn their trust of others is jaded, and stilted and askew…

 

Right yourself, and be authentic, but first stop lying to yourself.

 

Shatter your illusions…and seek the truth of every moment…

 

To walk in the light, or hide in the night, or linger in the shade betwixt the two…we have a choice, often difficult to face and even more difficult to make, once faced…nonetheless there is a choice!

 

Open up your heart to the light, let it clean away the imperfections, make meaning of the lessons, and refresh your spirit…

 

For, I think if you keep hiding your soul in the night of the illusions to opiate your true desires…forever there you may walk…

 

There is a time for this, and a time for that, until there is no more time for that.

 

Wake up, to the beauty of you, but you must cut ties to delusions that ensnare you…Work on cutting your own delusions first, and prepare yourself a home for the truth to reside.

 

My message today…for you, for me, and for truth…in hopes to find it, and be open for it to reside in me…and wishing most of all, it will come to rest in you!

 

1/7/17 early in the morning

 

Artist: Carlos Quevedo

Demons Don’t Own Me

Chalk it up to demons winning again

Be mindful to not become one of them

Not to do their bidding

Not to join them in the demise of love

Not to join them in despair

Not to join them in their misery

To love without fear

They will swiftly lurk near in awe

Seeking to drink from love’s cup

To take and empty your heart

To drown you in a fire of hell

If you allow their energies

And welcome them in unaware…

Protect yourself

And bridle your mind

Cut off the dark

And take actions born of light

Keep faith girded around your loins

Invite not disaster and catastrophe amidst your ranks

When you find love

Guard it with your life

Lest ye fall prey to those energies

That seeks to ensnare you in their pit

And rob you of all that is innocent and bliss

Leaving you to die

Enticing you to believe in lies

When the truth of love is all there is to hold dear

Yet beware their aim is to steal your soul

Rest your love in the bosom of the divine

For all else is lost to principalities

Who will suck you dry

No satiation to be found

As they leave you a shell

And find another soul to claim

In the end the path they lead you on

If you do the biddings they whisper in your ear

Will leave you desolate

And in that state you will become aware

Of how you became one with the thieves of the night

Cast these chains off

And return to the light

For in this is the fight of your life

To love again

When love seems so far

It is a choice to recover

To ascend to once more

For salvation of all that is pure

Demands your focus and unencumbered drive

To fight off the cloak of demise lain at your feet

You willingly wrapped around your mind by default

Not paying heed to energies cast as stumbling blocks along the way

The wise are mindful to stand in the light

And shake off clinging darts of the dark

For their hearts will not allow penetration of these blows

If grounded in truth

And love divine

For even those who shine light

Often get cast amidst the un-wise who get ensnared

For a time or two they will drown in pain

To see the torture of being a pawn

Shake off the dust from your feet

And step again once more on sacred ground

The only way to gain a footing to stand

And conquer the aims of love divine

Be careful in this, and don’t lose sight

When all hopes and dreams and love are lost

The death lulls you in…

And the fire of the loss is debilitating to extremes

Keep vigilant

Lest you die at the hands of their delight

Let them not conquer your soul

Pick up the sword, and fight to live

When all hope is lost

Find it again somehow, some way

Refuse to be their pawn

And refuse to believe in their lies

Recover your will to live

And reclaim your love divine

For this I know…

Demons* don’t own me

And never will

Be careful you have not joined them

In their attempts to destroy my soul, my love, my light,

Lest you falter and lose your own divine attributes

Being led astray

Into the whisperings of seduction luring you to betray

Your very own purpose to love…and to be loved

 

2/14/17 10:22 am

*Demons are akin to negative energies depending on one’s spiritual mindset, for love has a frequency of its own, and thus does the other end of the spectrum where fear resides, and is responsible for all manner of device, where sensuous angels beguile.

 

 

Artist: Michael Parks

Could this be love

I breathe you into my soul

Encompassed by radiating light

Like stars escaping the night

Vibrations emanating

Flying outward all around

The frequency resonating

In peace without sound

Sending love abound

In waves to the universe

The world we create

Is the bliss we kiss

Connected in time

By the silent prayers of our hearts

In ecstatic visions I see your angel

Captured in a snapshot in my mind

Imprinted within my spirit

The passions we stir

Could this be love

a sacred dance

penetrating souls to shine

touched by the divine

I hope

a union blessed

eternal and undone

11:21 am 6/26/2016

Poetry & pain

Why is life so vain

So many take to pen

To alleviate their fleshly sin

Lusts and greed

Convince us of their need

We long to feed

We hunger for more

Sometimes, life is such a bore

Escaping, Fleeting and

Leaving right before our eyes

So we try to capture

What we can

Written by our little hand

For we do not want to be

forsaken and we do not want

to be mis-taken

So get it while you can

Hearts that bleed

Write out their creed

For all to know

So when they go

They won’t be forgotten

Poetry & Pain

Why is life so vain?

Written in the 90’s

Tell Me Is This The Human Race

Too much corruption

Too much destruction

Everyone’s struggling for power

Tell me is this the human race

Too many people crying

Too many people dying

Are we not sacred anymore

Too much hate

Not enough love, what’s it all for

Politicians in the street

Begging for mercy

Too many guns

Too many wars

We’re losing control

Who are we trying to beat

Oceans are sighing

Trees are falling

Animals pay the price

While we consume the Earth

Like throwing the dice

Gambling our lives away

Too much corruption

Too much destruction

Everyone’s struggling for power

Tell me is this the human race

Short time winners

Long term losers

That’s what we are

If we don’t wake up today

And change our ways

Games people play

Wanting it all

Wanting it now

Doesn’t anyone care

Everyone’s too busy to say

Their lining their pockets

The American way

No one cares anymore

For the human race

Don’t you dare fret to say

Life won’t shrivel away

Because you say you have the key

to destiny

Stop the fighting

Stop the destruction

Stop the lying

Stop the corruption

Stop the cheating

stop the beating

What’s it all for

The human race

Has gone astray

Is it in the stars

Or is it in the moon

Are men werewolfs gone mad

Has reason been lost

Animal instincts have taken control

What’s it all for

With the touch of a button

The game of life could go up in smoke

Are we not gluttons

Stop playing the jokes

Life is not a game

The Earth is alive

And we are killing it

People are alive

And we are killing them

What is it all for

Tell me is this the human race

Hearts are bleeding

Children are disappearing

The dark is coming

Brain washing

Tell me what is it for

Governments selling our souls

Not enough education

Too much poison

Religion crumbling

Civilization falling

Who will be the few

To continue to exist

On planets far away

Mankind will continue

Without you and I

Who will be the elite

At the cost of our defeat

Tell me is this the human race

 

Written in the Summer of 1989

 

I can lose everything I own

but I don’t want to lose the love of my children

Because I denounce their father

Does this mean I will lose them

 

They just don’t understand

No one understands

What have I done?

What I have done

 

Who I am

And what I stand for

What moves me

And what has failed me

As I have fallen from the graces of my own integrity

To regain clarity

It had to be (perchance it did not, but it is)

 

Saddened by remorse

Of my own selfless, yet selfish vulnerability

To protect their souls

And seek passions of truth

To be true to myself

 

Yet when the mask falls

I see the pain of the

Consequences of my acts

Not all alone in this fate created

 

Yet alone I must now stand

To regain the honor all of my own

2-22-99

BLOODSHED FROM MY CORE

From the depths of my soul

Our child, my baby was cut from me

I murdered myself that day

 

A thousand knives pierce my heart

At the thought my baby

went into the dark abyss

 

The seed of pure love

So painfully torn away

 

By a stupid, stupid decision I made

2-3-2000

 

ABORTION

The songs of life

are here to remind us

of the times we travel through

Evoking moods lived in the past

Oft of love, pain and loss

of choices made

Call Me Judas

If you will

I’ve lied

I’ve cheated

I’ve betrayed

I’ve murdered

I’ve done it

For my transgressions

I’m aware

For them I do not deny

They haunt the

hallows of my mind

They wrapped around

my soul

To keep its breath inside

So much to let out

and release in order

to be free

From the bondage

my travesties

have born

The distance

they created within me

Is a thorn to be plucked

The stings

of my misdeeds

have blinded me

& made me numb

Removed me from

my divinity

Taken away my

capacity to

see the heart

in stillness of

others

To remove this

cloak of stupidity,

moronity, ignorant

monstrosity that

could not do

what I knew to

be right, to stay

true to my

inherit birthright

To go and sin

no more is

the way to

break these bonds

forever more

2003

*Yes I make up words, like moronity.