Words

Throughout much of my time, you will often see me writing, doodling or having some sort of pen in hand,

 to further pour out the beauty of color that is continuously expressed in my day to day life. 

Red
Blue 

Black 

White

Divide

Unite

Only If

We Were 

Colorblind 

Solitude

Money

Power

Greed.

All One

Doesn't Need.


Taking 

From Earth

And Leaving

Nothing. 


No Color

No Life

Just Dull

And 

Air Tight. 

Mirror Mirror

On the Wall

What Happened

To Thinking

Of All?

......that entire night unfolded into a whirlwind. a messy whirlwind that left so much paint on the floor, on our hands and all over our clothes. a thick mess that has become a glob of so many separate colors and emotions that have now all smeared into an outpour on my hands. a glob of muddy emotions that were once vibrant, beautiful colors full of life, got overworked so much so that it is now hard to decipher the yuckiness i see when I look down at myself. although it is discouraging to see at times, the array and mixing of different colors, now leaving my hands the color of hurt and pain; having to stop and clean up my mess, wash my hands repeatedly and slowly put the caps back on all of the mediums that are scattered amongst the floor. Even when it may seem discouraging in that moment, as i come back after the repeated bathroom trips to wash the paint down the sink, i come back and am hit with a subtle yet proud feeling that continuously shows me why i must strive to spread the color even when my hands become muddy. 


The Water

The Air

The Land

The Life

All Resides

Within Those

Beautiful Eyes

if forced 

let it fall.

let it ding

let it be

no longer full 

from the ring  

of this bad dream

it shall be

forever full of gleam :)

as it beams just as bright

as 4LL the light 

filling the life 

  and 

 freeing the night. 


Inside,

It glows

you may be shown

through all within

888888 (Infinity)

It Flows


If all is 

blocked

guarded

caged

stomped

out 

how does ego 

come about

move out


All is key

All is within

Fore spoken

Unspoken

All

4LL

  never

  passing

     never

    perish

Just cherish 

All.

4LL.


All Around.

 All within.

For even when

we cannot see the wind. 

She sings and sways

pushing all.

To gently 

be a braised,

never sighing as she fades.

All in the wind

All in the trees

All in life 

and All within me

shall we 4LL be forever free


let me be left behind

healing all.

all of life

all of infinity

4LL energy.

let me rumble

ripple

explode

and let my soul 

pour with every 

spark of life

 energy

All. 

  my vessel 

 can match 

 from the light

 infinite brite 

I contain

 contained 

 within all life. 

may I be remembered 

not by my vessel

my stone above

crown above 

my head

but by the light

in continuum 

through all 

of life  

passing

here 

now 


above my crown

above my vessel

shall all of the energy i spread

continue to float out 

as dandelion wishes.

magical and light,

continuing to live 

through the passings of life. 


to further understand why we weree sending much needed help to the planet in which you currently reside, many must first unlink the connection between the true physical perception in which they reside in their vessel 

and the connection between the internal, all, connection that intertwines and chains together all of life. 

it is most important to connect and unlink the connection between both of those residuals due to the key affliction and drastic different/shift. they both contain. fear and anger fight and enable the need for many to seek quick instant external satisfaction from their emotion and mental state rather than understanding the link between all 3. allowing all 3 to flow in harmony, listening to all with no capacity for one or the other, one option , one route in mind, one decision. made up in mind. when allowing all to be gone, to not exist, to simply be present, you are merely presented with the factor of either sides of a coin at play and it is either very infectious or ----------- no word soothing? enhancing. 

enhancing to be around in a day to day physical aspect of being in the flow of life with the capacity of only seeing one real attainable reason to be enthralled in the life. word.  

when pushing and shoving way through life to enjoy one sole aspect of life. it is merely losing touch with all in which it could be grasping in the present physical perceptive reality rather than waiting until. rushing to one singular scene that is never going to achieve full satisfaction rather than short term ^& when only seeing life in a aspect of shoving way through, it becomes so angry. so tied to one particular stream that is is disconnected and dense when operating in an external. connectedness aspect. it doesn't have desire to connect in anything because it is primarily in the mind of one goal to reach. if anything is compromising or reminding the being or vessel that it is in life without that one thing right now, it begins operating in a very misunderstood, fast paced way that drowns out all. 


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