blessings // buttons y'all ~ here is where you can push the buttons of meaning and poetic interpretations of angel & angle windows of insight. peek around, there's a lot to see. (you may discover a key) For me? To sew is bestow! (buttons are like seeds) my aim is to frame THAT name : my sight is to ignite and thus write N2 PARADISE CLARITY. (for what is understanding if not for the s3arch & struggle to get there?)
“Do you remember the twenty-first night of September? Love was changing the minds of pretenders… While chasing the clouds away…”
Do You R3m3mb3r?
YOU CAN’T REMEMBER WHEN IT’S HAPPENING! Seeing as now it’s the 22nd night of September, I’ve had some time to reflect on the changing pretenders Earth, Wind, And Fire was speaking about…
Chasing the clouds away for clout, what could that be all about?
When one follows the digital screen, they attempt to gather and collect what and where nuance may glean.
Shooting stars, and crashing cars.
milky way galaxy.
supernova you or me?
inspected by the bug!
refusing a nocturnal hug.
matched flames?
dissolute remains!
alabaster blast.
formidable cask.
underneath the mask.
Powder and dust.
Silver and gold rust.
by appearing real.
shadows feel.
by lurking light.
reflecting slightly bright.
bells rining.
soul singing!
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this writing has scheduled me captive a release of this feeling, caging me adaptive : to all of the colors of misery left to display. (you can expect nursery rhymes, idioms, and fantasy – hooray!) these tones and fixtures dressing my shadows are compromised by a flaunting spark. it flickers like a flame but the accountancy checks, marks? are signed by a fraudulent name! to what end does this despair carry? unspoken abbreviations which can no longer tarry… the marriage of the dichotomy between liquid and gas prompts offspring of the physical and spiritual heir to come to past.
everywhere, n’ everything started to sing people, places, n’ ideas, signaled a RING! a chance to be answered by sweaty and out of breath dancers – fancying the occasion, to respond to this decadent persuasion. in which all NOUNS had to recite their lines, up beat, crushed, & entwined !
but, instead of facing the consequences truly, their cowardice became unruly. outside of the inside and around the down and found – traveling at a speed where their nebula can reach before the flashlight could click. right before, my feet met slick like an x – rated flick now there’s a drip providing a spiral confession : wherein this tale reads as my succession everybody readily ‘revels’ at the bounce. a party filled with jello and colorful hellos. it would be seen as circumstantial- to not undress and dismantle. so here’s to the cutting – right to the chase – windows perplexed and mirrors gone to waste. a price of vanity, is an impending transaction. these muscular trophies, have been attained through repetitive tension. filled with cyclical-calendar-commitments-reimbursing-the-worked out-pension. here are a few, (commitments) which make due : turtles n’ gloves. rubrics n; doves. magic and mind. candy at influx with rhyme. calories and added fat. mistakes and cute cats. soothing the reminder of yesteryear, reminding very clear as to what it means to be free. a collective university, wherein the masses accompany – in struggle and in harmony!
for..
many are displaced. figuring out what caused their mind to go ace. stricken from the eyes – passionate lullabies. tread with light feet. colorful slides? mesmerized! roasted junctions in heat as the sun turns to direction of the west a light recurs to test! a bedazzling agent provocateur, inviting lace scented webs stringed to allure.
shall i continue or go on? back when, n’ again…
everywhere, n’ everything started to sing people, places, n’ ideas, signaled a THING!
singing tunes of the clown and a smile that became a frown! not all answers went down. some went around. others came to only fly. i could try. but i can’t explain the withering refrain
for..
the pedigree of my registry left me aligned with a succulent pleasantry i’m hungry cuz my motions have been left starved as structures became carved medicine was then pulverized to escape the large n’ embodied surprise cuz that pill? was built ill!
everywhere, n’ everything started to sing people, places, n’ ideas, signaled a RING!
writing until the pen runs N2 paradise clarity! (by uniform & random means) 