Since the age of reason, linear thinkingBreaking it all down, egoistic intelligenceNot working at such capacity, ancestral mamaWhat matters, embers pulled from your heartstringsWhat doesn’t, circulating trendy topicsEmbracing the new, moonNot waiting for counsel, wide-bosomed Gaia
A reason to hate, the only thing you rummage forWhat finds you, resentment, destructive cynicism and that dark crater. What I desire on this canvas, magical paintingbrand new life expression, this rising womanwhat I’m leaving behind, qualmsplayed out, my dutiful … Continue reading
Void of all fear.As sweet as honey.Just as the real thing from the bees.Preserving their essence, nothing entailing them at play.For the spirit formerly conquered and bequeathed upon them a brimming of fortitude.They already are, no need to urge sensibility.We … Continue reading
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