All this time I was only a biscuit without a two piece
*and a sigh of regret*
A dry muffin that yearned to take honey out on a lease
I was despised for my inability to fulfill a hunger spell
The flakiness of the edge of the biscuit ended up in my teeth’s jail
oh, what the hell….”
If you don’t watch out – the aftermath is coming to await you – as soon as you finish at the last bite. You’ll have some illusion of relief because of the flavors and satisfying *feeling* of being full. Great! So you ain’t hungry no more! *but what did you eat?* Did you eat anything that grew from the ground? Or was it most of it processed with added chemicals? We are not always served the intentions we put out. A memory may have made it good from before but in the present, it doesn’t measure the same.
You can expect a room full of diverse colors and patterns the moment you invite growth into your palace. Some guests are simply no longer invited. Some even overstay their welcome. For growth comes in to cultivate the seeds that were planted. If you’re not listening to your body and honoring the requests, it’ll start reminding you. It’s just like anything – learning how different things communicate is what makes one a great communicator.
It’s like that one time you ordered a biscuit and a two piece but you didn’t realize one of the pieces didn’t connect to the full picture. Some pieces are like small fragments from a mosaic. Depending on how far you’re looking, the details make a difference in how you interpret what you’re seeing. Some are larger than you think with added calories and enticement.
Memories can be unreliable because they switch the colors of the room. While we may think we know how to measure our memories accurately, we very often miss the mark.
It is not strange, for one to commonly order a side (sigh) order with a two-piece and biscuit. This could be a sigh order of relief, regret, or any range of emotions.
Don’t Blink – or else you’ll shatter everything around you.
The moment the eye realizes the disease of make-believe // imagination is haunted by the face of reality.
Don’t Blink – unless I’ll break the promise to stare into history past.
The present time is seen to grapple with a future that can’t be removed from my signing eyes.
Don’t Blink – unless the tears will roll from my eyes.
The longer I stare at the trauma that came before me – I begin to understand myself.
Don’t Blink – keep paying attention to the passing pages. I can’t miss out on what’s happening – I wanna be ready for it all.
If I miss what’s been said how can I follow you to comprehension’s end?
Don’t Blink – If you want to be conscious and aware of the real impact of growth.
If you wanna see it as it happens in real-time there ain’t no room for slack or missed information.
Don’t Blink by the frame of seconds to minutes and minutes to hours.
*When reality jumps against you too fast. You thought it was yesterday but it was actually two weeks ago.*
Don’t Blink or else you’ll miss the joke that just swiped past you.
Ever heard what they called TIME that has happened already?
“By the time you learn the rules of life, you’re too old to play the game.”
Don’t Blink or else you’ll silence the words meant to speak to your soul.
Don’t Blink until you win out what was lost.
Don’t Blink – unless you are alive to what will perform in front of you.
You’re surrounded by the marvels of human struggle.
You smile at rebellion as it motivates you to create the will to break free.
I never meant to translate that a future was inconceivable.
I just want more than meets the eyes.
“A depth into sensation wherein the glances of glory; transforms our hearts.”
Seeing the sunset of your character frozen into imagination; inspires me to break the ice and warm you through appending realizations of fire.
As time regurgitates itself, we can then move into a new transition.
The dictum of love; pronounces the authority; wherein the expression of its value is made known.
When we glance at the marvels and mystery of human struggle, we often are propelled to create. Often times, I have seen so many smiles at those who turn the wheel in another direction, those who don’t mind to STAND UP, when everyone says SIT DOWN! To keep talking, although they are threatened to be silent! There is a need to keep going in the midst of the war when love is truly pronounced; we can, by all means, continue with a motion that is welcoming! COLOR is a sensation. It is brighter than the odds of what is invisible. The deeper we go there, we will be able to see more clearly.
Then, there is the question of time. AND who hasn’t had something to say about it? We can look at Albert Einstein, and his theory on time or even other great philosophers and artists, who ponder at its measure. Can it be measured at all? IF it’s non-existent why do we program ourselves to its design? There is so much involved in the magic of LOVE, and I just want to encourage everyone to grab hold to it!
As we see those frozen into imagination, it is by the reality of fire we can warm those closest to us!
You indeed have the authority, to bring about a change!