Monthly Archives: February 2015
Stills from My Book Quantum spirituality and the video
unravel
Help me unravel these songs unsung
dreams without sleep
my heart still aches
I have left so many people in my past
those who I loved and adored
who hurt too much.
thinking time was endless
and there would be enough to reconnect.
the smiles that endure
in my heart
the memories made
are all thats left.
When a soul is swept away
the oblivion that stands so long
it aches to be challangend .
changed.
words never spoken
words never heard
maybe they could have saved
a life gone too soon.
The darkness that dwelled so long in those days
like the never ending winter
where we were just recovering
from one accident
drinking ourselves into another.
The group that set us apart
let us stand together
like a never ending party
I grew up and moved out too soon.
One hit is all it takes till death curls up in bed
sucking your last breath
leaving your children lost.
leaving all those that shared this life
without a friend.
I steped away to save myself
to save my children.
I am reminded with each passing obituary
how much we all meant to each other.
now matter how much time passes
the wounds never healed
I wonder, if  I had stepped up sooner
would that have changed anything?
The light of potential had shown in our eyes
we hid with careless disguise
now our children are our benifactors.
Life choice that never cease to unravel
our latest mistake
Harder my being/ Soul love saga
Harder My Being
You don’t understand
My experiences.
You underestimate
my being-
I had to take a stand
everywhere
I’ve been-
To everyone I meet.
MY soul is taller
And darker
Than your shadow
On a totally eclipse of the night.
My hearts been broken
To pieces of compassion.
This worlds my addiction
Slowly killing me.
I m a lost cause
Set my mind free from what I have seen
Fly hard
I love to hurt/In the beguining / soul love saga
I love to hurt
Love has been a terrible thing
It makes you hate
It makes you sing
It makes friend ships sink
Sometimes it brings people to merge lives.
Sometimes it tears lives apart.
Love and liars
I love to hurt
love patients is needed when love is here
never fear
Waiting around the corner
Love is a never ending story
Bringing tears to my eyes
Of joy and hate
Tears that still have no color
when you fall out of love
I want to feel free
like the many a nights
that I walked these familiar streets
I’ve ran with the moon the stars and the air
openly surrounding me
with only a small price to pay
Experiencing only the highs of life
with the lowest outcomes
having that freedom
erased my worries
As I escaped reality ,
stumbling away.
Constantly changing and adapting
learnin my own true being
new dedication
owed to myself,
time to regain
energy to continue in this life.
imbolic winter morning
Given a little more love and effort
I cherish these quiet mornings.
Before the kids wake up and everyone is asleep.
Nestled in their blankets warm
on a cold winters day.
I use to resist the urge
but came flying out of my bed
to tell my story.
Maybe I crawled between
the kids sprawled like a litter of kittens
more because I was lonely.
My dreams were lying again.
Waking up with no arms around me.
Without my friend to make me laugh
or share that drink.
Either way
I am here.
listening to the The bubbling of the phishtank
and the humm of the coffee pot.
Keeping my vital essence  caffine
dripping at 200 degree’s perfect.
I will be ready for an iv in a few (just a tired moms joke)
Today is the day
I let love win
or let it in.
Can I just let it in?
Open the door to my dreams?
I…
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I cherish these quiet mornings.
Before the kids wake up and everyone is asleep.
Nestled in their blankets warm
on a cold winters day.
I use to resist the urge
but came flying out of my bed
to tell my story.
Maybe I crawled between
the kids sprawled like a litter of kittens
more because I was lonely.
My dreams were lying again.
Waking up with no arms around me.
Without my friend to make me laugh
or share that drink.
Either way
I am here.
listening to the bubbling of the phishtank
and the humm of the coffee pot.
Keeping my vital essence  caffeine
dripping at 200 degree’s perfect.
I will be ready for an iv in a few (just a tired moms joke)
Today is the day
I let love win
or let it in.
Can I just let it in?
Open the door to my dreams?
I open up to imbolic and refuse negativity in my home.
Light my prayer make my wish.
Like singing that same song over and over again.
It’s just a wish
to make my family happy and healthy at all cost.
(Usually me, my sanity and work effort)
Putting aside what I want for what is best.
Admirable, right?
Time will tell feels like the mountains win again
My deepest gratitude
It is only in my deepest gratitude
do I find the strength for prayer.
Mantra’s to clear my mind
create the patterns in my head
speaking my mind
sets me free to others in kind.
My intentions are kind
my rage is furious and sad
but I release it to the universe
and beg for forgivness.
I channel the mythical
giving birth to the
Timeless mystical lyric
Ocean moon soul day dreamer
and the gypsy earth magik
The drum ravishes the laughter in my head
only when I sit in a circle does my mind
sit in silence

Societies Shadows
Silver iridescent shadows cast
Upon sacred sights.
Visions wonder
Across the midnight skies
Echoing sounds of nights
Lively terror.
Anxiety creeps into
Darkened mentalities.
Emptiness is souls
Angered spirits
Crossing each horizon
As loneliness dwells
Through my mind.
My hands touch cold hearts
Stillness touches
My body
.
Happiness stands
As an illusion.
Society 
Held onto yesterday
Until tomorrow.
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