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I have arrived from another place another time

Hidden in the stars and in the drifting clouds in the sky

Somewhere in the world’s between worlds

In the Subconscious; in the serene blur

In the complex of simplicity; I have arrived here

In my awakening the clouds crack with thunder and lightning

As I am from far above the oceans and moons and Sun

This place is sacred as well and I shall roam; call it home

Until it is the end and the time for me to go

You will know my love for life; my life is love



Respiration calm; just slidee by;

Move faster than the traffikk

Gliding through sky; the snowstorm;

It covered the cascade

I’m floating; high kite bitch;

Kind of making me anxious…

But embrace it; head proudd

Held high ;Cause I’m done up;

This Vixen is just Lit

Up the whole city; princess of my district

A misfit; miscreant

Hesitant ; to let em in this

World I twirl turn; more precious than pearls

This is my life; I hold it tight

Can’t let it burn

So I run through the raindrop city

It really drip n drop poetry

Slam formation n hip hop

Sewn into my platform

Your laptop flat screen.



I’m Lucky

Fortunately for me.

I was fortunate enough to live to: 27 in: 2016.

I wander though lifes mystery.

I can leave the past in the past.

Its all his-tor-y

So why bother: fret-regret

I’m still breathin’ and I’m dreamin’

Keepin’ all my demons in check.

So what’s next?

I’m pretty hungry with a spiritual thirst

I’ve seen miracles work

And sometimes it’s when the lyricals spoke.

For what its worth.

Always returning to the earth; it’s a grounded approach.



Practicing what we preach: out of reach; searching for peace but I think this is a unique piece:

In the midst of a middle riddle; I fiddle on the electronicals with supersonic speed atomical precision decision making heart racing; facing myself is always hardest; trying to depart it: impossible my clause interconnecting and hopping obstacles.

Questioning everything and returning to my breath; nothingness its so comforting but than again: back to reality of tragedy; calamity the causes of suffering: uttering threats into my inner soul; so powerful it can be picked up by Interpol.

Its funny how quick I switch from enlightened n lit to a frightened little bitch; I need to hitch a ride back to the relaxed fact that everything is in fact fine and intact or is it? Here I go again in slow motion repent everything I ever did.

Wait… everything happens for a reason and it has a deeper meaning resonating in my soul just waiting to defeat my demons that be ever scheming on my being…

Back to the breath again, rest again, is that just me repressing them? “Thoughts”….. “Not” if I continue to learn from the lessons and suggestions by enlightened messengers descending from whats basically heaven sent.

Purposefully I use the words perfect like word perfect it auto-corrects my words to be well worth it, hoping I’m serving the world when my splurges like this hit the net surfing. Im just gonna ride the wave till i wash up on shore and find that place where Im not nervous…

They say that words move mountains; its true. My life and what I’m wanting to do. If I never grow up I’ve found the fountain of youth. But if I don’t grow I’m stuck up in this cycle : abuse.

So what am I gonna do? Take it day by day / play by play. What else do you want me to say?

Peace be upon you; today is a beautiful day.





Life tends to Drag — The Lightning and The Fire

Originally posted on The Lightning and The Fire: Sunday, You sat around your Ikea Made table breaking Easter Bread While Women and Children in Pakistan BOMBED and DEAD You scrolled Twitter on your phone briefly and Read about the massacre the carnage the despair but after a stomach filled with chemically laden chocolate you honestly…

via Life tends to Drag — The Lightning and The Fire

Fresh Audacity – Nina

Once upon a time Audastic girl named Nina

A Martr – Cause being trans only made me harder

An international abstract – in these the concrete walls

These bars like prison cells -and  my oz have you staring in awe

Fresh out the prison with the wisdom.

No God for me I am not controlled by a religion…

With my pen and my pad, I create my own fate.

No fads or facades , I stay-fresh like Colgate. 😉