Sitting amongst the paper chasing dreams and bad love songs of America
reading between the lives of the many types of love I choose to consume and create.
Choice is love. love is choice.
And now my heart is widening for new adventures within the sun beams casting upwardly to the universe
I say BE.
so the universe begins to shift as to make room
for the design intent that my power tower emits
The time of mastery appears as the once student becomes the master.
What I want isn’t always what it seems to be
What the world needs is more than my small ego can give
It enwraps me within the time love continuum. through my consistent choice of love and living in the space of gratitude is how I know that there is a source greater than myself. No one. No one gets out of this life alone. No one. We’re all connected.
so
me being me
me loving me
my authenticity
rising in the sun past the moon light beams of mass conformity
I do this due to My two young children look to me for everything
As my eldest is caught in between the light field bonded by old memories
as my old life fights stupidly against the misinformation of it’s needs
that ego
that fragility
that narcissistic fucked up vibrational energy of all about me
fuck sympathy..I want empathy narc life will have you wrapped up in all types of self inflicted questioning and reasoning
if you don’t know
Where I go
there’s no comfort in knowing
there’s comfort only in the ambiguity
of life and space every time the sun shines
rain falls to give new life
darkness is the womb of creation
I was born to give new light
So I tell the universe
oh, you’re gonna love me
You’re gonna wanna hug me and squeeze me. Cause I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
so I awake with the time of light and the bare footness of God
imagining, creating, designing intentionally
while loving me.
while loving me.
while loving me.
self love 2019
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