Dreamt Persuasion

Sounding melodies in my sleeping. R.E.M. State – it cycles my mind. Waking up on the fragrance of soulfully delivered instructions! These dreams of charm taste at the very beginning desperation, but in the very end – what is promised. Sweeter than the space of sugary islands coerced with snow and mellow comfort. I taste a beckoned bite ready to give me what my heart needs. Having known what is wanted through the actions of pressing obligations. My turning is met by love in its true relationship form. The curtains are displaying a sheerly remarkable outfit, perfect for the ends and outs of individualism. I can arrange in my mind exactly the notes and strings which the model will walk the runway. I smile when I see its life only a few steps away from completion. Everything is only a breath away from the language that is spoken. Still, in the memory and strength of trust; my work accompanies my faith.
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“Consciousness…”

  “Consciousness expresses itself through creation. This world we live in is the dance of the creator. Dancers come and go in the twinkling of an eye but the dance lives on. On many an occasion when I’m dancing, I’ve felt touched by something sacred. In those moments, I’ve felt my spirit soar and become […]

Passion.

“Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping… waiting… and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir… open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us… guides us. Passion rules us all. Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love… the clarity of hatred… the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more […]

Consequential Replay

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Open the door, that leads to the corners of the alley.

You’ll then see a cat and when she lurks around your composition – you’ll find a nervous sensation!

Be careful to charm the legs of suspense because they look too warm you through their lingering.

Every when night you go to sleep – they appear in dreams reminding you of the boy you once were.

Being very earnest to play with every living creature that came your way.

The intimacy that comforts you in the pillows and sheets gives you the indication of excited passions.

When she settles down in your desires, you become governed by the will to replay it again.

Looking down to write down more of this story – the archive of already established stories hovers your mind.

You are reminded of the effect this magic exhales upon you. Time and focus again; you find yourself, continually a part of the consequence of transmission.

She’s the one behind the magic who merely comes as the mirage of fantasy.

Everyone knows how she tastes – the fascinating lullaby that makes all children close their eyes in the midnight hours.

The composure of replay gives back the lost reason, a home that is to be remembered.

I’ve experienced this quite recent, being haunted by the familiar cat.  I’ve taken a break onto social indulgence because of the heaviness of what is going on. I’ve been reminded by the focus of her obsession that there is a story that covers the mind! It’s been like a replay, but my home is no longer there, I desire to fall into the grace of a magical place!

Volcanic Exits

If you are in a room wherein the heat is swamped with desire, the illness which warms your insides will by no means overdose on the medicine presented.
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(Can you seriously, take more of what you believe you need? When You realize // You don’t want it?)
As the hot and gripping feeling begins to trickle, at the very composition of attraction.
You become the student of attraction while being taught by the lessons of fire, lava burns your shadow.
Words become whispers and your every breath becomes as loud as the dynamite.
What happens off the room where the aroma is sizzling?
Maybe you should ask the smoke as now it expands across the room.
This smoke and ash are elected to keep you held hostage to the room.
You find no escape, so on the ground, you are helplessly requesting for an exit.
Every a cough beckons for a clearance of this spark
Yet you continue to enter the dimension of flame and volcanic vapor.