Love*

The Muse of Intimacy…

Baby I never felt like this before. I’ve walked into your world as if I perceived what was behind the door and the energy is at its heaviest. There use to be occasions where my heart felt poor, now it’s at its wealthiest. My mellow vibe toward it, by heart is just a submissive flex; I’m securing everything we possess. I’m always first. Never the next.
Finding the words has never been so easy, although it’s honestly indescribable, but we fathom what this means.
I represent the moon to his sun, as I embrace him, he unconditionally embraces me. Because of that, we’re gradually conjoining as one.

Herald*

Accelerating the limitation.
Removing myself from this prison.
I’m tired of the confrontation.
I’m not serving a sentence.
Subjecting myself to loyalty.
Absorbing the knowledge within me.
Craving for something indescribable.
Holding all moves accountable.
Pleasing what pleasures my soul.
Hoping my heart don’t stay so cold.

Journal Entry #48

Pushing myself toward the finish line.
Allowing no one to consume my time.
I see that my energy can shift at any moment.
Because I identify who I am, now I’m glowing!

Faithful to the plan.
Gripping this limited world in my hands.
Pressuring the outcomes.
Hoping for results that show that I’ve won.

Entering yet another dimension.
This time, something has my attention!

Journal Entry #47

Speak. Don’t yell. 
Be patient. Don’t compel.
Love with good intentions.
Travel to purely certain dimensions.
Focus on your independent mind.
Refrain from being comfortably on another’s time.
Be merciful.
Glorious revenge can get disloyal.
Immoral intentions are toxic.
Destructive energy can make one sick.
Embrace one’s own moments.
Don’t dwell on another’s possible fortunes.
Seize each day as an opportunity to learn.
Its the truest way to what one may yearn.
Be consistent within one’s kindred spirit.
Humbly follow one’s gentle heart and be serious.
Never stray when it gets hard.
It’s ultimately the chosen path to a new start.
Be merciful.
Glorious revenge can get disloyal.
Immoral intentions are toxic.
Destructive energy can make one sick.
Embrace one’s own moments.
Don’t dwell on another’s possible fortunes.
Seize each day as an opportunity to learn.
Its the truest way to what one may yearn.
Be consistent within one’s kindred spirit.
Humbly follow one’s gentle heart and be serious.
Never stray when it gets hard.
It’s ultimately the chosen path to a new start.

Journal Entry 23×2*

Decades

Every ten established years I’ve observed that my conscious being is naturally replenished with some thing new. My tangible changes, then, my mind experiences a vital adjustment that presents me a diverse point of view. 
The attractive part of it is I experience it happening. I first realized it when it began looking as if imagined it; I’m coming to terms with this newly given gift. I’m grateful this is a frequency I don’t want to resist.
Walking in the unbounded confidence of enduring faith is a distinct sensation of ultimate victory! I’m gushing with so many emotions, because truly it feels as if someone just fell in love with me. Not only does it feel but also appear to be a guarantee, it’s also becoming very promising.
Peace is a hot commodity; some will make it easy, then there are other’s who’ll rather enjoy the misery. Everytime I uncover it in temporary encounters; I learn when to let go of the season, without forgetting the moral lesson or the founder. 
I’m providing myself a needed break from social reality, giving this moment a for of immortality. Regardless of my ambitious efforts, time still passed entirely too fast; twenty-four hours and it went like sand in an hour glass. Evolving has its ups and downs, but it gives me an opportunity to move out of my normal bounds.
Every ten years my tolerance has grown to withstand me shed less tears. Being this inspired by that has offered me an abundance of encouragement; my active intellect has been applied intimately, and to me, that sincerely feels like a valuable investment…

Journal Entry # 45

I.D.K [Internally Dwell Knowledge]


Focusing on better moments within my imbalance life; coping with it all by praying, and less crying myself to sleep on moonlit nights.
I tenderly encapsulate it down to the skin of my fingertips; it’s excruciating to be this patient, only God can precisely fix.

My dreadful suffering genuinely feels like active viruses working desperately through my incorruptible body; although I’m developing an immune system that opposes this in the future, I’ll also neglect the potential negative. Even if it feels comparable to a probably.

My notable days has been indifferent, every possible move I carry out ends with sincere repentance; the optimal strategy in my eternal life is to adequately represent someone spiritually aligned. My intended purpose is to spread God’s word by practicing what I advise.

Though, the human, imperfect part of me loathe when those around act as if they’ll be hither for more than an undefeated season. These implements don’t exactly happen for no reason. 

Deciding to shift my mindset really it’s feel like an internal reset; the matrix of the mind suffers punishment within ourselves when we neglect our own thoughts. To me, another’s expressed opinion before your own is a cult…

Boy Mom*

My Greatest Gift on Earth+

Every precious day I fight valiantly.
Naturally encouraged by my gifted son,
And his precious inheritance;
Shedding that light, therefore isn’t presented 
absently.
I’m precisely conveying a significant namesake to him;
I don’t hesitate, by maternal heart, he is invariably my first place.
Is there another optimal form?
How can anyone else represent his eccentric mother?
There isn’t another, through me he was naturally born;
It isn’t a mystery that needs to be uncovered…

Journal Entry # 44-2

Telling a story can inevitably trigger many vivid memories. Although I don’t put the glory into the sorrow that was expected, it still hurts that they were many that tried to condemn me. I’ve been screening an intriguing movie within the realm of my dreams; urging me to focus on the past and future. I’ve grasped that what has established who I am today, surrendered me the position in of my life as the ruler.

Most of the wisdom I receive can be naïve, so I carefully pay attention to what I believe in; intuiting that certain beliefs can be disturbing. Prevailing sense has seemed to be scarce to the deserving. To think my peculiarity played any significance; right before my eyes I stumbled across the root of my anxiety and disadvantage…

Journal Entry # 43

Looking back at all of the essential tools, I was exposed to, earnestly trying to grasp lessons like I suppose to; Stumbling across prevailing wisdom and evident knowledge generously offers me hope now that I undoubtedly possess a creative point of view.


Being consciously aware that they're scars that have grown to be beauty marks, uncovering my eyes with absolute things that has seized my heart; nothing within me desires this to ever depart!


I'm graceful about each encounter because of every outcome; always leaving cliff hangers so the story will be never done.

Un-Numbered*

On a prosperous journey toward a prolific breakthrough,
I'm feeling spiritually renewed;
I'm humbly craving the pivotal moment of intellectual clarity.
To be enlightened, passionately embodying the necessary.
My conscious mind and awakened spirit have opened up to harmonic frequencies elegantly expressing ultimate truth;
Confronting distinct realities, to appropriately recognize the unique root.
I'm tactfully establishing an eternal life;
Severely depleting the minor battles, to dearly spearhead the ;ultimate fight.




I'm building peace, breathing in, then out. Naturally allowing oppression to be released, including doubt;
My cerebral complexity wisely directs me to evolves daily, recognizing change as if it was dressed down plainly;
Ample time has been allotted to critically think, laying the foundation through mindful meditation, elevating on the brink.