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Ultraviolet Bloom (Sensory Illumination)

It is with pleasure and joy I announce my new music video for a song I composed late last year – Ultraviolet-Bloom which is also known as Sensory Illumination! The music and the music video was done by Jeremy Garner.

In light of the vast amount of creative work me and Jeremy have created over the years, we decided it would be appropriate to have a central place where you can find our various contributions of the years! We call it Planit Jade!

It’s way overdue for us to have a central place in the world to see what we’ve done together. Some of our first creative pieces were done as early as 2014. Usually – I am writing along with the power of inspiration and I’ll share it with Jeremy and he has a unique ability to bring those words to life. Ultraviolet Bloom is another one of those occasions where it came to fullness. I can’t thank Jeremy enough for his willingness and excitement to help bring these visions to life. It always starts as something small than before you know it – It’s fully formed.

Sensory Illumination is one of those magical journey’s that takes you through intricate halls in my mind. The music takes you away from the heart to mind. Womb and Bloom! You can listen to this song in full here.

For never was my reason to understand
That would only mean I would have to learn
My spirit wished to only kiss the space in between giving and taking
My Flesh feels the emotion of touch and while knowledge comes closer to me
Bumps begins to race up and down my skin

Sensory Illumination
Ultraviolet bloom
Hearts are taking
Ultraviolet Womb

Where Was I?
Lost in the green meadows
A sanctuary found in the grass
My spirit half past awake and dead
Are we to begin where our hearts have fluttered?

Sensory Illumination
Ultraviolet Womb
Heart is taken
Ultraviolet Bloom

Born into a world that I never knew
Feelings overtaking me – gaining strength in places unbeknown to me
Poltergeist intentions seeking to overthrow this sinking place
A ghost of desire visiting me in cracked halls
Wishing she was found but in belly, we have began

Sensory Illumination
Ultraviolet Bloom
Mind is gone
Ultraviolet Womb

In my travels from dark to light
All are opened up to me – to find
To scatter – to miss place and to redeem
AM I feeling this light or is darkness finding me home?
Gone where all questions go in search for destiny
Trapped like light inside a pyramid A bloom of ultraviolet sensory illumination
Heart is taken
Mind is gone
Ultraviolet Womb

Adore

/*/ I made this video 7 years ago. I was inspired by the doors ahead. What it would mean if I nervously or anxiously opened the door ahead of me. A mystery is what answers what’s beyond the door, you’ll only know if you turn. Dreams are meant to help you connect the random dots of the day. /*/

“If we could all do it because it was easy, then we’d all do it.”

Would we all do it, tho? Some do it because it’s hard – the very nature of it being hard providing motivation for the heart. There’s a growing need to do what’s written. You can only do what is written by writing it down.

Doing your To Do Lists. I’ve gotten back to carrying index cards and writing in my ‘To Do Journal.’ (Much respect to Siju, for reminding me of such tasks) There’s a lot of work to do, so best have a list to help narrow what’s important and what can wait. Cuz let’s face it: A lot of what we do on the daily bases can wait. Procrastination is seen as a toxic nuisance but it has the tendency to work with the creation of more important things.

Time Management is crucial but has the tendency to be a pain in the ass, only because it highlights the underdog prioritizing what’s relevant. Narrowing the obese just enough to fit in your jeans.

The relationship we have with time is crucial in how we function with it. It doesn’t have to be against us when we commit to showing up on time. We owe this to our goals by aligning in time with them. Look at all of your opportunities as being found behind the doors of life.

The door is already complete. All you have to do is turn the knob and enter in. No one is stopping you from entering except YOU. The strength of your turn depends on the will you have to pursue what’s in front of you.

The idea of a door is to manifest the seeds that have been planted. You can only do this the moment you let go and take the chance. What’s stopping you? Capital? Contacts? Maybe you haven’t met the right people who have the resources to make it happen. They are other roadblocks which show up through hesitation by feeling afraid to fail. The embarrassment and the lost may seem too far to deal with.

Trust me when I say: YOU CAN HANDLE IT! It won’t all return to you void. You might cry a bit. Be broke for a while. End up lost with no compass on where to go. Close to suffering. Reaching for your last breath. *I ain’t said this shit would be enjoyable.* Quite honestly we fret often because of what losing means. Prepare to be lost. Being lost is not only an adventure but a direction to other places.

Doors prepare us for what is ahead and we’re reminded by all of the forces before us to Be Willing. Willing to open the door to what suits the unexpected. Take the risk of the mystery to which I say:

Adore ! Adore! Open it up! Slowly or with confidence!

Tremendous & Superfluous (That’s Delicious)

That’s delicious.

This kind of taste is the necessary elixir needed for a life like mine. A vacation. A place to lay my head in spite of the constant noise. Every once in a while – I gotta bite from the sugar rush. A climb up the mountain so that I can chill with the clouds. Traveling away hasn’t harmed anyone. When you know what’s coming for you and what ain’t.

It’s always wise to count the strings and to take measures before you arrive. If you’re planning to go anywhere – Draw a map. Make it plain. For so much work is put into avoiding a crash. We must secure our deposits. Tie down the alluring spend. If there’s anything we want, it’s certainty that our check is coming on time.

What a superfluous kiss this is. When our long waited goals will kiss the lips of manifestation. I can’t hide my smile when a graceful strut of fulfillment comes knocking for me. Don’t you like it when it’s coming for you!

It’s delicious – when the sexy embrace of ‘What’s mine’ arrests me onto secret floors. My joy is exposed.

While much happier now, I feel my kisses have been wasted – It’s taken a tremendous amount of effort to get to this point. Nonetheless, this is where we at!

My taste for more offers temptation to my curious feet. They walk up the stairs carefully guided by the aura of foreplay. With careful nature – We must caress time as we have it in our arms. The amount of attention we pay is instructed by the value we set. How can we know what is ours and what’s theirs? Upon the table being set, why not rush in earnest desire to be fed? Why wait?

For when the table is set – the seats are ready to get warm. The bread invites us to partake. It’s better if we can crumble it down to the finest it can be. Allowing the sweetness to absorb on our tongues. Ain’t no need to rush this feeling tho. When it’s like a cow chewing cud – 1,000 rotations a minute. This food is fine and yes, delicious to the belly and mind. Eating slowly and slowly.

Tremendous and Superfluous – a race to the finest taste. Guaranteed to be delicious cuz the seasonings make a difference. You may be a little too much or not enough but you’re guaranteed a delicious bite. It’ll make you go Hmmm! I wonder how I didn’t figure it out before? It’s alright tho, cuz it’s delicious when everything is Tremendous and Superfluous!

Pale Structures

Today was such a spectacular and invigorating day! It brought an adherence to Focus. All along I’ve been knowing what is expected of me. The act of responsibility is to plead by self-reliance. I’m feeling sharper and more on the edge. The paradox of a plan is that it can get in the way of the defining moment. We are expected to program, and meet requirements which are accurate to manifestation.

The paradox is not lethal, it all remains engaged to fulfillment. No matter what road is taken. I’m glad I’ve awakened from the slumber, and that I am apart of an everlasting embrace. Several different things occurred today that aligned me into higher realms. As always, songs remain in my life to testify of a present action. ‘Higher Realms’ by my brother Jeremy, This song is a testament of inspiration.

“And all the music used to flow so easy,
But now I am feeling the resistance inside me
My eyes are open and I’m slowly gettin’ higher
As a voice inside me whispers and tells me just to

Move on,
As the night goes on and on and on
We find true love
Two hearts beat on and on as one
As one

All the times that I’ve been deceiving myself,
Just to convince me that I’m somebody else
Have made me different from the core that is inside me
From the soul that I can feel with me now

I’m reconnecting all the broken parts of my mind
And I’m integrating for what’s it’s worth
I think I’m on my way into higher dimensions
While my mind is going through a rebirth…”

(Divine Transcendence – Higher Realms)

These are pale structures, finite of true definition. The great news is that there will be a rebirth.

Native Rapture Via X

For when I ascended into the Native Rapture, my mind and frame began to pose a description. Every now and then, she comes again, and the lessons you never forget. You become a Designated Fool as Sananda Maitreya put it.

There she goes speculating on someone
For her private school
There he is her next sugar daddy-o
Her designated fool
She’s a teacher of unbelievable skill
I once loved her and now I paying the bill

Right about now she’s regulating on someone
With her juicy groove
If papa comes quick
She’ll slow ’em down and teach ’em a textbook trick
Some advanced curriculum

She’s a master
At stimulating her class
I once loved her
I graduated too fast

Fool, because with her ALL her knowledge will likely terminate your missionary trip. That can’t be a bad thing, can it?

From the tropical edge, and by the Native pledge – her colors are the foundation of life.

She comes to capture and with strong memories you’ve already ascended into her rapture.

Beyond the stars and passing around the crescent moon; here she has come not a moment too soon.

She reminds you of your vulnerable scales; like the time you thought dolphins were whales.

She always made you remember; science was the only everlasting December.

Her face was shades of colorful ambition; apertures and contrasts of tuition.

What a price you had to pay; for, with your concentrated stare, you have stepped into the gray.

Your mission has become the predator and the prey.

To know you – means she must consume you, but only by her native woo.

Strangely Pivoting

I’ve for so long, written and rewritten descriptions of who I am, and what I stand for. I love words, and expression and such. I don’t find the need to invent and start somewhere new since this truth is everlasting! Surely, I grow but I sometimes I’m asked, tell me about yourself? My words are sometimes too dense to understand, but if you don’t catch my drift, then maybe you will in the future. That is often the story, for those who listen to me.

I feel being subservient subjects the desire to crack out of a house of glass (Despite extreme conditions). Therefore, I question the reason to accept things as they are presented to me.

Let’s just say I like to take out the guts of things!

You would think after the great love I have For words, I can arrange them to describe Me.

I along with everything else in the universe am a bit more complex to define. Lost in translation, and articulation, especially since I am the one telling a story. It is through the focused the pivot of strangers, where the truest example of the relationship is made known.

In other words, by the central foot of random, intimacy is created! When we expand ourselves by the physical touch our company is joined. We become like twins in the womb, while silent our hunger pounds at the starving belly. When being fed the proper nutritious milk, our bones gain strength to fight! From mercury to the islands of metal utopia, it is found by grand design.

If you still don’t know what that means:

I’ve Arrived Within A Blossom Chamber

While The Wrestling Silhouettes Personify – Paused Mannerisms

What Was Uniformly Known Was Consumed In A Coma

Love’s Dictum Now Produces Paradise Clarity!

Eye See Graceful Auxiliaries.

Still, don’t know?

I’m a metaphor and I speak the language of symbols.

(Deranged)

Sleepless Rumors

The rumor has been put to sleep, and the death of delusional magic has arrived.

I’ve been met with the warmth of clouds before; except they have been on the ground.

Fresh dew; appearing on the grass. These clouds have fallen down and I’ve walked through their weightless and Nonexistent feeling before.

At last; in this proclamation, every instinct of unanswered meaning will awaken.

A long sleep has plagued its awareness.

For the sake of her; the composition has been largely forgotten and deceived.

Years have gone by and have traced marks of hallucinations and ecstasy. However, the heart is placed back to the giver who created its intention. Destiny is obedient to the will of its purpose.

It’s easy to look at Valentines Day, as a day where all lovers come and remember the love they shared. BUT, love should be much more than that! IN fact, sometimes when leaving a relationship, we did not realize how long we have been sleeping. Sometimes a very hard relationship, that is not meant to last, really plagues our relationship and outlook. Now, the rumor is put to sleep, and we can now walk through these clouds! 🙂 We can awaken because the meaning has set forth. We often abandon the composition of who we are. Today is meant to be loved in nature! Go outside, and enjoy the awakening where you are!

Transcendent Intoxication

Ever had a bad day?

Feeling as if the day to day bread is just not enough? Maybe you should get intoxicated from what’s above. Far too often we allow the misery of the usual to burden why LIFE is the most important aspect of LIVING. It’s easy to get held up in the routine, but there is more to life than this! These days that are usually aloft from the activity of remembrance, is how life should be indulged.

If you have ever pondered what bread is and what life might mean. I encourage you to watch this video, and get encouraged! This is written for you, and if I can help somebody to come! I’ll feel my mission has summarized quite well!

Artifacts Of The Mind

When I compose the articles of history and my fingers begin to write what I have seen with my own eyes. I shut off the negotiation of what happens, and I fall right back to the inspiration that made my fingers ALIVE in the first place. When I lay in my bed, my mind soars to a place I feel content within. Everything has shaped itself in a new dominion. As for that grip, which tightly pulls myself closer, I am no longer unaware that this is a devoted mystery. Every day it will call me by my name and speak with a gentle flow and passion, only I understand.

I have re-visited the memories and bountiful expressions that is for Miss X and I. The variable no longer is ignored, rather it’s much more desired on a higher plane. My love is a language that many of my friends are aware of, but only one has studied it and has spoken it, every day. We can put ourselves in containers of justice, we can also lock ourselves away from the elements designed to follow their designed course. This case is sophisticated, but by reason of intelligence and practice, the realization of my mind is awake.

Do I really need to bother the heart that is preparing for a reunion someday? Is it appropriate to dress up time in a fashion where everyone raves at its ‘VOGUE’? We can dance in front of the wolves and sing in front of nature’s most beautiful elements, but are we trying to read one book with our minds on yet another chapter?

We could lose our focus, and our craze can lead us into a daze. But the mindset of our desire wants company, and I can provide company to artifacts of history.

When was the last time the company of memory seized the intention to create memory again? When the breath is gone and the bitter taste of death seeks the tip of your tongue, redemption is near. In the space of our moment in death, we will awaken to life.

Looking at the miracles of life and how we are all designed with a unique print and fashion. It’s a glorious realization.

We’re miracles!!

Summarized Notion For Thought: We are in this mystery of living because we are purposed, our miracles have been uniquely designed, and this will always be the assurance into the why we are here.