09.2023.06
Why can’t I simply relax. Relentless, in come these attacks. Was it that simple for me to be tu… Broken, with the mask of the rude. Simplicity was never that way.
Just tell me you want it As much as I do. No real need to flaunt it Relax and keep your cool. Close your eyes and feel me.
Spirit window - a window to the worlds. Similar to Santa’s looking glass, to check on boys and girls. Some of us can perceive.
Can we come full circle—what would… The evil that is—no one sees their… What does it take to reach uncondi… When everyone is conditioned to ju… If you don’t fall in line– if you…
Hold me now I don’t feel so stead… Be my light now my heart is too he… I will rest now if you would just… It’s all here notes left are lengt… Guide me for no longer can I see.
I’ve always wondered how people co… All it’s ever shown me is pain. How can people be completely destr… They still hold out hope for the o… As did the last.
Finding you must have been some ki… Like the Universe had a preplanne… As reality sets in a new praxis un… The arduous path of unlearning wha… Missions for greatness fail with e…
Can I just lie in your lap for a… For my heart will not let me get u… Millions of lifetimes remembered. Some paths that seem to get stuck. I don’t know if time is my friend…
So easy to believe in another. Difficult when it comes to me. Foresighted gift of the Mother. A treasure entrusted to see. Past times tell us how we were.
Is it a coincidence I feel like I see the same people… Multiple places? It can’t be.... right? Same faces
Put on the cloak Inhale the smoke The Veil beginning to fall. Follow the call Once and for All
Where is it you think that I’ve g… The deep end or some place beyond. Seeming a bit more withdrawn listening to different songs.
Shedding my skin. Doing everything I can to change… Can’t shake this feeling I’ll be going under soon. While parts of me slowly learn to…
Dancing in the eye of the storm. Wings stretching out past regulate… Fire within begins to take form. Water surrounds maintaining the wa… Not to be consumed lightning flows…
It’s like.. The rushing of a busy highway. Like... The back alley of a dive bar And the band is on intermission