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The desert is empty & barren yet bold it’s dry so hot & can be cruel so we’re told But as is life so is death & will be till we’re old This little flower simply sparkles with Gold

We’re incapable of comprehending the absolute immensity of the universe at this orbital level Evolution coincides ~is conducted by vortex portals 2 invent new capacity 4 enhanced mindfulness energetically grown a Soul’s journey beyond earthbound entrapment’s religious forcefield

I see u in my thoughts & my dreams I feel u enter body it seems I sense Magic the wonder of life Come on in I need u Since I’m under your Spell To see Vision’s of the story’s u tell We are Magic the Wonder of life Come on in Mystic Lady I feel u Mystic Lady I want u I need u 🎶~

R little white rabbit staggers out of a dirty burrow Pulls thorns from his smeared fluffy li’l face, Alice reappears w/a change of ideas~ Offers Peter that which cannot be refused Most about the ‘Nothing & no One’ gifts~ sacred feathered wings 2 lift free of time’s entanglement

A forbidden name not 2be spoken A heart supplant by only a token- An Energy exploited by pious interference, lived long past its plan, is still alive thru perseverance A Lyric’s clarity makes its way 2 an ear stands 2gether refuses 2 back off from fear ~it’s Love no one can smear

Woodwind instruments in grave meter rests Sound heard singularly a lonely tone sheds its Notes once Orchestrated crowds of Strings r laid silent Mystic voices in solitude deliver Chords of lost Melody’s echo falling tears drop whispers as dust gathers in the Grand Halls of Music

ET Observation: smoke mirror’s distraction hate deception greed Wars money 4 disease & power trips ‘welcome to the Biz in & of planet Earth’ Aliens; “let’s just fly wide of that rock we can fuel up at the next planet”. -World’s alive w/ Science Fiction

Which path will go this change round r ride plays out vibrating thru sound sow work grows One ready 2b found Final years age quicky by lifetime’s filled b4 u fly yet kind wonder might die + zealots do lie captured souls refuse to transform repeat stranded limits 4 a lowered norm

Being in the moment working in that time Much has passed yet futures not in rhyme ~Spell me a tale & make it full w/passion Spin me a yarn or fake a fools fashion- Straying off pathways Singing a sweet ol’ song finding a message in free space & it’s gone In day dreams 4 too long

Could not handle the darkness manifest thru hate- Might not like stuff & particular ideas or habits refuse 2 hate it’s an off putting frequency leads to elsewhere than simple peaceful respect even in disagreement Truth needs little convincing where lies r always bloody costly.

Dreams w/schemes & psychic beams play hard on a curious mind sure snaps on traps r laid 2 bind Cloaked & poked by a serious Bloke stirs up a sullen 1’s ranting Spells churned in cult call tells a story plagued w/torrid swells stormy sorted pleasures & bloated turbulent treasures

Projections intensify- cult like vibes abound whilst electronic voodoo needles twist-in 4 deeper enhancement the indefensible theoretical Thought Police invade private places executed all from their professionally scrubbed white porcelain Throne’s Pray for Divine intervention

A voice never to speak be heard without a sound Words calling out hearing no answer receives a message A song never played is no less an emotion ~glistening tones in waves of sonic light 2 crystal wells~ One simple voice frozen over by dry ice ~moves into seasons gentle whisper~

Having Faith is a Higher focus whereas in establishment religious dogma, not so much truly defined ..

Losing time whilst living a time No day no night no world in sight At times in when times mattered remembered a Soul much torn & battered Innocence controlled opposes a mind & releases past ties that can bind a freed astral drifter found his place made 2 escape in energetic space

Living in the Midst of extremes The blessed power of Love torn into by the dark focus of hate divides on human levels 2 ignore the innocent beauty of r Soul’s sow misguided still history’s distorted by those who enjoy control-power over masses a backwards eating warring world

The bullsh*t meter is officially broken & possibly unfixable Projections r hitting in repeated rides on rough waves The loop of confused soul traps prompted where growth’s incomplete Lowered emotional frequencies trigger feeding frenzies born or torn in2 thru hate Think higher

Paint secret pictures w/a brush of words Decipher fresh touched tones thru frequency’s as u transmit colorful wave sentences Find a voice wrapped in shimmering invisible fields 2 imprint a choirs harmonic memory The perfect pitch of Love writes a collective melody’s freedom song

Don’t presume to define another’s Lived experience constructed thru 2nd hand or studied information We are not the same seems clones in all likelihood wd be boring being commonly identical Be an original no matter the shock’ that may or may not have brought u 2 this place

Crossroads ~ of ~ ways ~ An inter~section of original ~magic~ Soul’s preparing wondering exploring energy’s magnetic Source & all the possibilities... weighing options knowing~ it is & we are at the Beginning not the end of Learning 2 imagine ~