visions this intense have never before penetrated my mind—i see with godlike vision peering through amplified love fueled eyes…fractals manifest everywhere conveying prophecies for our disciples to find—this spiritual and erotic armor prepares us to leave the toxicity of this system behind…i am ripening through so much beauty and experiencing so much growth—i pray that …
i am so wired for you pixie angel—it is visceral and it is magic…my heart is opening but fearing danger—we craft a connection that is free, seductive, and emphatic you take me to our own private nirvana—where agents of karma vogue with gaga and madonna…covered in platinum armor we strut ever harder—demanding justice for our …
our world is in the throes of a collective spiritual rebirth—rebel armies conjuring godlings to imagine a sustainable place on this earth…the blood wolf moon brought karmic energy with love and rage interspersed—we are crafting our own destiny shaping emergent transformation that cannot be reversed…our new astrology posits that we are all fractals wired to …
we are two but we are one–karmic angels worshipping the moon and sun…we are moses and abraham’s great grandsons–we imagine the nascent godlings we strive to become…destiny and fate drew our paths together–our lives will meet their end but our souls will live forever…craving a future changed decisively for the better–praying for the power …
I write because I have to—I write because I have something to say…I create because I have the right to—I imagine a world crafted by wholistic ways…my mind reinspired by the solstice, I imagine a new multifaceted matrix…clothed in technicolor aspirations I arise from the ashes of the past like a phoenix…breathe slowly and intentionally …
get into the groove–boy you’ve got to prove your love to me…get up on your feet and step to the beat–boy what will it be… show me what you can do pulsating on the dance floor–let the beat leave you hypnotized craving me and wanting more…you are the one i want and the one i …
frequencies so low—heart on a string—a string that only plays solos…rain made of echoes—tidal wave rushing on and on… mood and emotion flow towards manic zen—eros and pathos surge from deep within…I long for your touch and for my heartbeat to pulsate again—I dream of your pixie magic interbreeding with my sixth sense… my eyes …
baby it hit so hard, I’m holding on to my chest–maybe you left your mark, reminding me to forget…it doesn’t matter where you are, you can keep my regret…baby I got these scars, reminding me to forget–you left your mark reminding me to forget the pain of our past weighs like a nightmare on our …
when you call my name its like a little prayer—I’m down on my knees, I want to take you there…in the midnight hour i can feel your power—just like a prayer you know i’ll take you there just like a voice, just like a dream—your eyes are so deep, so intoxicating for me…i feel …
somebody somewhere turns off the lights—somebody all alone faces the night…you got to be strong when you’re out on your own—because sooner or later we all sleep alone photons of love pierce encroaching clouds of grey—I churn through the night and dream through the day…seeking relief I breathe and i pray—imagining my heart enveloped in …
i am a fractal infecting the matrix—a reborn intifada uprooting the empire’s military bases…from the sands of the desert where divinity recreates us—we craft a reborn faith whose zeitgeist can sustain us…we need a holy war to uproot this toxic fascist order—a jihad of epic proportions to ensure our people aren’t destroyed…our manic minds imagine …
sex is elemental—nature’s most potent anti-depressive agent…tantric energy rises up–giving birth to divergent rivers of erotic imagination…nothing is fixed and everything is fluid…i immerse my mind in manic meditation striving to remain grounded and lucid…sometimes i make love—de amor y con carino…but most times I rut and fuck with rockstar passion and modulated ego…I have …
i open my eyes in wonder at the majesty of the stars–i imagine fractal geometries connecting us near and far…i am a scorpio by birth but a rising phoenix by heart–i dream of a revolution to tear this sick system apart…we need the gnosis of both east and west to carve a synchronicitous path–we need …
good and bad-right and wrong…ancient mores transcribed in songs…queer and straight–trans and cis…we can find common ground as we rise and resist…war and peace fused together with orwell’s flair–we are living through an age of existential mortal peril…with so much myth uproooted and so many lies exposed–the question is what we will build that can …
nocturnal visions and prophecies suffuse our world and let her breathe…craving love and refusing sleep—crafting verses driving deep…pentagons and hexagons—trapezoids and octagons…geometry voiced by our freedom songs—doing right and righting wrongs…we weave the tapestry of a new religion from disparate threads of divergent spiritual traditions…grounding our energy through meditation—seeking karmic cosmic revelations…contrasting colors weave in …
a force lifts me up, healing from so much pain—a light pierces clouds as the sun follows rain…we allow erotic energy to flow and percolate—creating sacred space for new ideas to arise and germinate…we must conjure superpowers to fuel our resistance–we must unearth cosmic truth from the worlds of science fiction…civil war and imperial power …
hypnotic, erotic, and intensely and viscerally exotic—we weave our way through this matrix evolving towards the supersonic…deeply inspired by potent and ancient pagan poetry—we meditate to rebalance and hone jedi powers when we breathe…we invent our own religion forged of the spiritual and the carnal—we fuck when desire inspires and we transform sex into a …
rising proud with cylon style—fusing sentience with desire…the hexagons refracting and capturing our praxis—inspire our minds as evolution moves faster…solar peace reflects on our trans-pharaoh’s solar plexus—we radiate positive energy even if many will at first reject us…geometries sheathe divine truths guiding spiritual pursuits—our army of cylon geishas is clothed in scottish kilts and studded …