She started polishing my shoe but then told me that we weren’t going anywhere…YET
By the time she was finished – I had a pulsating shine.
I was ready to walk down the halls with my boot, you see?
I was ready to read.
The book was very exciting and I could tell line by line – how enthralled I was beginning to feel.
I started with the preface. It was a proper introduction as it briefed me on what I was about to witness.
I became even more earnest when realizing how inviting the chapters were.
I then began to turn the pages.
The crisp sound made me even more anxious to reach the climax.
I’m sure I won’t be putting this book down anytime soon.
We both started to levitate and by the end of the book – the closing chapter read as follows:
In love, we can levitate
Not just by the ascension of the sky
But also falling down with hope
That we may land on the grass but if not
Our splattering bodies can transform what is yet to be known
Our tissues, blood, nerves, and bones are evidence of
What we can’t see is that which keeps us alive
Maybe it’s better – if we lay together without falling
For a rest, we will remember when our dreams invite us to sleep
Just thinking of the destinations we can explore and how much fun we’ll have
Yet – Those places don’t compare to the journey found with you
Holding your hand is magic plush
I can think of nothing better than to be with you
Half of what I am must be spent with you
The other half of me is mining how I should repay you for blessing me
I’m never breathing this moment because I have so much more to give
It’s true – a token like this is rare and newly found
I’m giving it to you and in return, we can be as wealthy as ascending atoms
DEDICATED: To all of the book(s), I’ve had the pleasure to read. Thank you for allowing me to levitate in love. ❤
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
Hearts are taking
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?
Heart is taken
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
Mind is gone
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
It’s not easy finding out what to do next, it’s scary because next could mean losing what you love or even fought for. However, leaps of faith are necessary for growth.
Sometimes, you have to grow without the comfort of the familiar. If you’re only on the cusp of what’s been given to you – how do you know what can be obtained? What can be dreamed of? What can be seen for what it is?
The future is all that imagination is capable of creating. We don’t always know presently how the future works but our goals provide the map to those various destinations. There is often a gap to the places that are near and far away. Which is why setting a goal at least creates a bridge to get there.
While on the way to your destination, life offers you various moments to learn something. Some people think you’re fucked when you don’t know, however, it’s when you learn about life when you realize how fucked you are.
The mind can enter early crises of thought when you think of what you eat, drink, think, wear, feel, know, don’t know, etc.
But be encouraged cuz knowledge is power and actually protects you from the dangers of not knowing. There’s so much to know and yet so much to discover. When you open your ears to all that’s available – you’ll constantly thirst for more.
There is no shortage of what you can learn in the universe. Just the idea of the universe itself expands so much interest for me. I never get tired of learning from the stars and galaxies around me. I still don’t seem to know shit about it in detail – cuz it’s so vast and ever expanding but still, it’s still so near.
I’m an astronaut in space, tethered to observation and a think tank.
We can get so caught up in what’s happening we often don’t consider just how close we are to being bitten.
Around the corner is what’s next and what’s next may have sharper teeth and to be bitten by the venom ain’t such a bad thing. You might get paralyzed by the bite. Unfortunately, Tragedy may lead to clarity – but everything is looking up! *When you low to the ground.*
When I think about how something ‘Happened’ I always have a better way of how I could have gone around it AFTER. Hindsight renews our ability to frame what we didn’t see before. I use to spend so much time – thinking how I could have said this or said that.
It seems now, the best option for me mostly is to be quiet, that way I can’t be accused of saying something when I didn’t say nothing at all. You have to pay for saying nothing tho cuz then people will think you weren’t listening. 😀
I think a reason why things happen like this is something that no one can avoid, no matter how hard they try and that’s Morning Breath. No matter how much you brush your teeth the night before. Even if you set an alarm in the middle of the night to brush – if you go back to sleep. There it is waiting for you.
When you wake up and make that first statement – if you’re too close to someone else, they’ll recognize the inescapable. Morning Breath comes without apology. You have to brush your teeth before you open your mouth to speak. You may also find someone who will tolerate your Morning Breath (for a period of time) until they even remind you about Brushing Your Teeth.
We are all alike in this way. Everyone has Morning Breath and everyone can do something before we allow others to deal with it. We can all be silent but eventually, we’re gonna wanna say something. Just make sure before you speak – you’re prepared with a proper wash. It’ll help prepare you for what happens next – no matter how hard the teeth may bite.
I totally get this. I even dream of sleeping. I look forwards not being plugged into the constant. The always happening N.E.W.S. which is always reminding me of some new way to be terrorized. Sleep is necessary but we fight to avoid it because of the business of the everyday waking life. But, like Fran – the invariable of being awake is enough to avoid as much as possible. I get a lot of work done in my dreams. I understand what’s happening and how the past happened by listening to my dreams. So now // zzzz’s lead to A.
Oh btw, I love Fran Lebowitz. I’ve been reading her essays and watching her interviews and I’m constantly learning. Another quote to leave with:
“Think before you speak. Read before you think. This will give you something to think about that you didn’t make up yourself.”
A nightmare came to me like a morning dream. I was fooled by the bright lights from the sun and a soft voice in my ear. Yet, there I was – stuck in a thick sweat – drowning and crying out for help. Reflections of my childhood came as a series of bright flashcards. My old church // Childhood Trauma // My dog Rocky I had when I was 12 // Making food with my grandmother in the kitchen // Marbles dropping on the newly laid tile floor // When I realized I could talk in my head // The Time I tasted a rainbow on the ground for the first time.
These all came to me like bright visions all entwined in a early cold sweat.
I screamed in terror because I couldn’t understand what was happening to me. In my waking life, I’m reminded of the words and stories that have been hidden in various pockets of my mind’s eye. Stories I neglected to share because I didn’t know what they could mean or reveal for the future.
Maya Angelou said it wonderfully:
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”
Inside of us are stories that are untold. Some terrifying while others are delightful. Stories that must be told, otherwise they reveal themselves through my dreams and our subconsciousness. The freedom and dare I say – vulnerability in speaking those hidden stories can mean several things for different reasons. Scars remind us of the pain that came before. The evidence of such experiences isn’t always what the mirror wants to face. These scars are a record of the numbers that have been calculated and those calculations are the visible framework of those experiences that are added and subtracted.
Upon the math of these scars which visits my dreams, I have more questions to ask. These questions narrate which direction I’m headed. The very act of writing is liberating. It entices thoughts unvisited in speaking range. It’s such a divine feeling to write. To get it right with what’s written. Feels so casual and simply conversational. Writing makes room for where there isn’t any. It just gets in the way and then before you know it – you start asking the hard questions that visit you in your nightmares. Jeopardy finds a new home in my nightmares, but it’s cool because those questions build the story inside.
What makes our experiences true is what gives us clarity to the lie in why we beLIEve.
Death is simply moving from one place to another. Our world is right now black and white. Time and space. One day, an adjustment will occur and we’ll see the eternal home from which we were created.
Don’t rely on your ‘THINKING’ always, when the heart is in yearning. IT IS OUR HEARTS that speak. Not our minds. Often they both co-exist when the spirit is first in place. We are all spiritual beings!
As the little boy and girl sleeps before arriving at her destination.
They beg when will they come home to her father
Until suddenly they fall into a sleep, before waking up to home!
In this brightest morning – our eyes will lay on the glory that has belonged to us in the beginning.
The possessive language that frustrates my mind translates a message of kindness. I’m being fed by the articulation of your loud symphonies….
I’m being fed by the articulation of your loud symphonies.
The theater bears loud.
The volumes of each division that is being played.
I truly desire a rest that is called out to me.
My yawning has become the area of my home and the chamber that is of my heart, LOCKS up my travel to endlessly awaken at timeless destinations.
I applied for 7 jobs today and I am literally exhausted.
I am about to work out very soon to keep my progress for Fitness in full rotation!
As I applied, I noticed just about every one of them with the exception of about two asked for unnecessary information.
This information is unnecessary because it would not affect my work ethic. COLOR, GENDER, ORIENTATION, AND DISABILITY should not mean anything to anyone. These are things the system wants to divide and conquer. Since when did statistics mean something? Sure they help us measure the development of a variable, but they do should not conquer individuals. Variables and change are not the same things, and we all have our unique pattern unlike anyone else.
What’s really the point of identifying color and Race. We are all one people, so giving the descriptions of what I am means nothing. Some people have already colored our own color by adding descriptions and laws based on what they perceived us to be.
But this is the same avenue that elects cartoon characters as politicians. So I guess I’m not that surprised. (That’s a new topic right there!)
So many of us are asleep because we have been drinking New World Water and a Media given Pill. I like to think of this pill as a blinding illusion that keeps one entertained. It promises us of the feast of satisfaction given by the Celebrity and Technological life. We see the fame, glory, measure, and talent as our minds crave it. I’ve realized it in my own veins, I had some time thinking about the overwhelming struggle and information that has been held hostage in our society due to the development of how we socialize.
Think for a moment will you of the information given to you FREELY at your exposure. Your fingers only need to dance on the keyboard for a few seconds to entertain some of this information. On the other hand, you don’t have to move at all. Corporations have set up businesses that feed us without having to move. We are being fed by the spoon of the media, and it’s more like a service to ourselves. They feed us wealth, of information and tools of how we can talk to one another. But, why talk…when you forget about walking? Walking keeps us in motion and keeps our bodies energized. It keeps us in the focused pivot of strategies. We don’t even need to imagine a world where robots take over, we are already living in that world. Our mindsets have somewhat become robotic, and we are all seemingly; walking around with a tormented allegiance to a system of programs.
The instruments that could be used to socialize our ideas of value, justice, grace, and honesty, have been traded for the pleasures of our temporal lusts motivated by our ‘friends’. (ADS PEOPLE?) Values seem to only come up with some calamity or worldwide adversity. Then people want to call on a ‘Love’ and concern. But, What matters is an awakening to love…Now! To the whole world. Fashion means a great deal, but it means even greater when we know why we wear what we wear. Why we put on the morning of our dreams and set our heads on the footstool of our visions…
It’s time to wake Up..if anything should be colorized; it is a revolution! Colors of value and a source of transcendence gives us more than enough animation. So even as I went on a deeply invested rant here..^^
Stop letting someone else feed you all the time. Feed yourself AND MOVE!
Summarized Notion For Thought: Please, stop deepening on that pill that keeps you asleep. It’s only doing more to make you lazy and obese. Nothing is wrong with having muscle but the muscle could help a nation if we can build stones together. If we can use what we have for someone else and lend our passions to the addition of real lives.