Through this cycle of life we will sometimes have encounters of the unknown kind, that will awaken our very senses to throw caution to the winds and not even think to listen nor pay attention to the signs in front of our eyes. Not even to that gut feeling grabbing and punching at our enternal gut but yet we are only human, with feelings and deep rooted emotional, wants and needs of an connectivity of the mind heart and spiritual soul. For as our frequency will vibrate they sometimes, lose there energy to grow with an glow and have growth to build a foundation out of steel and stones, but yet...
in her dark loose hanging velvet gown The curtains unveiled her to the town, Clutching the microphone to her face. The bare skin she showed sparked my heart race. The front of her frock gathered her breasts, snug together like birds' eggs in nests. The blowdried curls of her long dark mane flowed down back shoulders like bride's veil train.
She stretched out the chords as she stretched arms, spreading fingers, opening out palms. ,As if reaching out to audience in the more intimate ambience where all eyes and ears hung on her...
Being at peace in one’s life means not the absence of struggle or stress, but having enough meaning to be secure in one’s being, in the world where one is, by accepting the world in full awareness of the mess that it is.” Surfing With Sartre, Aaron James
I will not speak
He looks at me, from that Dark House, He gazes Down, From the window, Over the laundry room
A palpable silence Lowers Its smooth Palm, Over the whole And breathes And swells
The total number of tonalities is untraceable, never knowable but eternally worshipped and loved deeply as well as taken for granted, nevertheless it's all glorious, each echo, each reverberation blows minds and stops time leaves any being who hears and feels every detail totally entranced as they enter a certain space within.. A place they want to exist in over and over again, endless experiences, eternal ecstacy..