Under your dark cascading blanket, I closed my eyes and such A tender swift caress From the evening summer hush I savored your very lips From the black of air you breathe I lusted for the crisps That I tasted from your teeth Addicted to your charm, I was in for a swirling hell From the demons that caused harm To the skins of my own shell I lived for the beating lie, The very poisons of my life Oh, fuck. I'm gonna die, And I'm in for a lot of strife It had been centuries ever since When love had paved its way From the clock of greatest sins It ripped me, failing you to stay Do you remember back in the day in spring? Through the music, we used to sing Songs of love and joy and light Music flown from silver flight I always knew good things come to end Like how the flowers close in snow I knew wounds cannot be mend When you watched the blood to flow My heart bled while you stood to stare And new seasons blew my silver hair Yesterday’s gloom chains my soul On my chest, betrayal drilled a hole I thought tricks were only done by clowns They never tend to lie As I walked in empty halls All I see are grayish skies I cannot believe, as I carried you In my lonely seeking arms You were painting other hues In our canvass, blue and black Severed by fissures from the earth I fixed the mess you made, Learned love from a woman since my birth That love was always something meant to stay Love was meant to fill you to the brim To help you grow and rise

You were a rose with hidden thorns That I foolishly come to touch I have to stop, thoughts of scorn There’s no diamond in the rough You gave birth to crooked fears Never thought, love holds such grim tears I’m tired of swollen eyes and broken hearts Why draw blood on damn old scars? I’m left wondering to myself… What if I don’t make you happy? What if I’m not enough? And suddenly you confirmed… I was almost, and almost was never enough You left ‘cause I wasn’t a prince, Just a knight lacking silver armor You never wanted me, you were never happy Because all of that is found in him Crimson lips held poison in her tongue A love not as perfect as the tales Tempted from the ceiling to be hung ‘Cause love was never meant to sail Like the darkness of my room I quivered at my chilly gloom Like the sadness in my smile I sobbed without a pleasant style

We're learning to talk Before we can walk Take the right steps The truth is you're already there The fire is what completes us You're a disappointment You gormless human being Take off the mask To deny yourself is treason We are becoming angels Illuminating the world The transformed humans From the divine realm Composed of pure Decoding dimensions This is multidimensional We are flying in the fire Illuminated vessel Resurrected, flesh of the higher We're learning to talk Before we can walk Take the right steps The truth is you're already there

I am grateful for the day, mostly. but sometimes, a discontented haze glazes appreciation for life, for the clockwork hum of functioning anatomy, or the birds singing chorally and allowing us to enjoy their melodies. Some days, it’s easy to forget it’s easy to drown out the sound, let something else consume us instead, leave blinkers on red before apathetically resigning to our pillow and whispering to it our melancholy. Some carry their past as a dead weight, making it harder for them to cross the finish line for the races, we start and finish every day. I harness mine as protection, a key to the future where all that matters is the present. Every day is a journey, so I pack my bags ready for what happens next. I make my travel guide by formulating the ways I can purge my mind of the burdens which relentlessly scratch away at the base of my skull. I still hear the echoes of idyllic idioms which are never grounded in reality. “Time will tell…” “Time is the greatest healer…” Imagine, if we were taught what freedom really tastes like. Imagine, the sticky-sweet nectar of mental liberation being dripped onto your tongue, allowing you to savor how it really feels to be free from insecurity, anxiety, and panic attacks which rip the ground from beneath our feet, draw sensation from our lips, makes our rhythmic pulses feel like lacerating stings. My afflictions aren’t my enemies. I wear them with no hostility, knowing I can take them off with wishful thinking, and relinquishing the sinking feelings which pull me down when I entertain the idea I need to be punished for being human, There were days when I afraid of the sun and the rays which illuminate everything I didn’t want to see, There were days when the only safe place was the space in my dreams where I could run free and explore new realities under my own orchestration. Now, I embrace any effervescence the sky throws my way, I pull it towards me and live fully with my open eyes and open mind opening up new possibilities, every day is a new premiere and everyone has an invitation to the theatre. The ticket is my smile, the price is peace. I seek to spread addiction to being inspired, instead of what will make you numb and wired. My work started with me, but it will end by showing the world we’re all one. If you take my view, you’ll see what I see and it’s so fucking beautiful to see the delicacy of our temporary existence, and our impermanent nature laced with humility and compassion. My work is for unity, one destiny. All in harmony. Peace has been there all along hiding in the shadow of materialism and conformity. Social constructions attempted to mold us, but let’s shatter them to dust with the pride in our uniqueness, and understanding of the purity in individual presence. Let your dreams carry you, be whatever awakens you.

I’ll open my eyes If I feel it’s true I’ve given it time Don’t be fooled By her playbook Hit from the back Strung from the hook Not desiring For a fake polished look I see your eyes They see past me now What does this teach me now We say we’ve grown Out of one’s misery A wall was built I’m lost in this world I’ll open my eyes If I feel it’s true I’m always empty

The creative principle In the sea of wisdom The infinite ship of light I am that I am The glory of the son Shines past me The glory of the moon Shines on me But I will sail the ship of light The divine spark The creative principle In the sea of wisdom The infinite sea of light Progressive in nature Eternal and blissful Increasing duration In spiritual existence Challenge Beliefs Break the barriers I am that I am

I am being Sitting with life Nothing defined, or known Everything is as it is I now have my own place I am content With what I have But, Happiness isn’t defined By situation I will forever wonder In the unknown Whilst knowing I don’t need To play any role Everything is as it is