Souleye free thought

The clock was perfect. Each hand rotated in response to the other --a random way to track the day. A simple metronome, then the chorus, trumpets roaring …could almost see the shape of this exact time this exact evening how it fit into the all yet rose above it. Then the mundane --a routine to tend to, a hand to lend you, a vibrant face the color of marble pressed against cosmic space; outlines in the sand washed away appearing again… a holy mystery written with a comic’s wit, Arms on hips right hand holding chin, ...could be a reconfirguration, An open face gazing up into the rain unflinching...

It’s the closing moments in the final seconds before the flame is out, A minuet inspection of your inner self. Stay with us now, its not much farther north. Alternatively, the other plan is to pencil it out. Just write, the voice repeats. Quietly sneaking around to yell out loud. Figure eight movements from the hips. Shoulders up and down like the shape of a staircase. Program this ace; reformat the formal way of happenings. Tidy up the tide turning us over. Opposite hand tight before the grasp. Body squeezed in breath pushed out. Crimson flames embody the sky. Areas of the understood strike a chord. Catapult us forward. Send me on my way. Visit the maker again, Before descending in to it’s deathly all knowing. What causes the dirt to become angry? And the sea to become weary. The desert is hungry for the ocean once more. As the jealous land underneath the water becomes tiresome of waiting. When will the almighty hands of the implacable close. Mollify the outcome to soften the landing ...

How far away are you? As the approaching months, gather dust. We silently select another choice. A new experience that includes bravery and tenderness. A Sweet salt water with a distinguishing taste. Tongue dried out lips speckled with sand. Hard to resist the temptation. Easy to remind yourself of the experience. Sit in silence underground away from light and sound. Do it for ninety days. Rejuvenation is a bowl of fruit, Fall asleep in the fountain of youth. Do not forget that moment of clarity you had. Crystals soaking in sun rays. So absorbent is the minds eye. Sour stomach still upset from last night. Trailing behind the finisher. Like a Moth resting on an unplugged light. Sun flares decorating the endless sky. Seconds after the first bang another occurred. Accurate curvature of a cave mans spine. Fingers pressed through the apple. No one has mentioned the date alignment of ten ten ten. Arms lifting up then pulling down, Screaming at the top of your lungs to open up and heal. Old w...

Calling on the common day, Awaiting the reply. In a time of turmoil turn over the dirt, Stop the nonsense. Too much noise for the ears to handle. News coverage covering the dramatic events. Rhythmic ripples in the waters pattern. A serious hole found in the tree. A nest for the bird. Sampling sap from centuries ago. Echoing chambers from the darkening whole. Exuberant light lit up on high. Not too long ago before, we flew our first kite. Learned to turn a light bulb before there were candles. For the night exchange momentary emotions. I heard don’t shine out the light. Slowly dropped from the sky, as if it was sitting, Waiting preparing to fly. Origami like hand gestures. Mudras that resemble mountain ranges. Fresh snow apples picked for dessert. The grayish outline, With every color ever witnessed living inside. No longer back peddling under a bridge, Sitting straight up with arms extended to live.

Where did you passion go, did you trade it in for something new. Are you able to allow it to transform with grace. Here take a look in to my eyes. Do you feel comfortable, Are you having a hard time grasping the change. Does it feel awkward and out of place. Have you ever talked in your sleep. Walked across mountains of snow covered peaks. Sheets turned down for your convenience. A serious roll of airline travel. Networking but keeping your work force focused on the next. Partial possibility to prosper by taking control of your life. Do you miss the old you. Are you excited for the moment. Did you know that the past controls the future and that the present controls the past.

Dear pink and blue ally. What is it that creates such a drive ? It is such an authentic feeling, I wonder how did this arrive. Where did the wind blow in from to create such a form. Have you always felt this way. Since birth the purpose has been clearly written. From one hand to the next the pages filled. Shaped in a soulful free forming nature. Untreated or tainted by crude over usage. Just the right amount. Often empowered by the sound of circling water. Some times over stimulated, Creating a sense of sensory overload. Realigned with the oh so serious sense of self. Knowing The Know of knowing 1/22/10 2/3/10 5:31 PM ? Unscrambled Delirium 8/12/09-8/13 2/3/10 5:31 PM Can you predict the speed of your travels ahead. Half way to the moon, hand cobra feed. Lost solider said right at the end, of an up coming turn. Fork in the road yet the food was all burned. Crumbling empire rebuilt from the stalk. Apologize ridiculed Oregon

Both shoes are tied tight, well lose in the beginning. But now they are tied in knots, Not double though at one point they where always doubled. Seems more fitting that the laces get more attention. The build up of excitement almost creates a calm feeling. A sense of surety to release any and all attachment. Thankful gratitude fills my core. A agonic apology to any and all those that may not understand. Talk to the angels that care about me unconditionally. They fully understand the essence of love. The beating of the heart and its guidance. The fulfillment of eagerness and its wanting. Desire driven to protect and provide. Some will say it is the stars that create that wave , And its incredible creative current of happiness. Clear eyes open oval ovaries of Variety. Rationing out what is left in the garden. Grandfather hands so excited to hold the talking stick. To provide for his grandchildren and to re-use the rain drops. Collecting literature for you, reading it bit by bit. Regainin...

The time is different from where we are now. Now we are their and the time is now. Of course the exciting fun will always provide. On the side of the road 8 horses wait. Questions in an accent while on the way. Looking for a sanctuary where koalas stay. About two hours from Brisbane to Byron Bay. Sun seems stronger here. Big things on the horizon. Earth shakes no longer. She begins to adjust and shift changing climate. He welcomes the commitment to companionship. Countless hours spent counting the seconds. Words become minutes hours are paragraphs. Dialogue from creator back to creator. Exchanging characteristics of incredible creativity. Knowing that indefinite differences in others exist. Fluctuating intention on certain subjects. Focused driven to expand beyond. Becoming the ever present, self master of will. One willing to speak in the language of the bird. Breathing in the world around us and praising its life force. Proposition to postulate the problem. It must be the mind of a g...

I truly do as true as you that is. Is it that thing you do that piece you give. A face appears inside your eye lids. A rising tide of inner guidance. As the moon sets our shadows dance. A potters wheel spins as her fingers curl. I can feel your breath spiral down my neck. Dragons kiss in mid flight. Purple black shimmering light. Formless fortitude, inspired by the service. The force that directs you toward the universe. A different version of your own interpretation. Recognized and remembered ancestor teachings. Inquiry has been showing me so much lately. Like low hovering clouds full of crystal clear water. Provided nourishment through the collective. Millions of different elements combine. Synergistic resources, synergism. Interaction of human will and divine grace. Interesting result in cooking one oh one. Driving past a space called confusion hill. Meditating on a field in Ireland. Grass feed by the moisture from the mountain air. Wild Buffalos drink from the lake. An offering mad...

Thank you for understanding how to play. How to relate to the child in me. Speaking with direct assertive empowerment. Being in love with the shifting change. Inscribing along the side of a mountain range. High cliffs climbing up a waterfall. Jumping off the ledge in to a pool of calm warm water. Awaiting your arrival, it welcomes you in. The smell of cloves incense and cinnamon. A full feeling that never fades. Adjustments continually made. Proper care and internal focus. Supporting the process of feedback. Learning how to co-relate with another’s addictions. Catching your self in the act of acting not your self. Outside perspective on your own personality traits. Clear vision, beginning from with in. In the unlabeled land of the living dead. Bleached white Spanish rice. Never settle for less, at the expense of stress. Impressed by your sent, as our aromas mix. Your formula for combing oils. An order of respect selfless intent. The vastness of the universe. In order upon the drawing b...

I’m here for you, let me be the water In your well. Her dreams are like spider webs. Effortless fortitude. Nutritional mantras formed by connection. Pollination gardens with a vibrant fragrance. Our grace with service reinventing the wheel. Leading the way for seekers who use speakers for shields. Healing hands of comfort warmth motivation. Reflection similarities lectures as long as they need to be. Living forever physically being both the cloud and sun beam. The crowd around the room at night. The circle around the moon. The story tellers breath control. Articulation with clarity. Your own style. The ability to share your heart. How many layers are there around that. What defines the meaning of the word. Your sure answer will can describe it. Wait so long in the back to be the pilot. Your highness thank you for your guidance. The driving directions where a bit mixed but together we found it. Electronic current from being courageous and honest. Transmuting that which sheds like skin. ...

Thankful for the ability to learn. Thankful for how precious you are. Thankful for saying the word Thankful over seven times. Did you know the bible only mentions the word thankful seven times. I am the receiver of your giving. To become a giver is to receive the gift. Today they celebrate the mutiny of Americas masquerade. Salvation sacred service surrendered for our sanctity. Our meaning American men and women challenging growth. Scared from the get go the ghetto the darkness of the forest. Forging forward forgiving these sins we where taught to share. Under the layers of dirt under the forgetful fallacy of fear. For the founding fathers I salute their emancipation. The burning eyes of the original settlers I provide my tears. From England the land of angles call me home. Beyond the pillars of Hercules melting through the last ice age. I write poetic letters to my love as the sun sets casting shadows. We climb mountains together, and sleep under the Stonehenge. Share the same glass...

So let me ask you a question. Have you experienced peering down at the clouds. Walking in a circle admiring the meaningless, Structure of formality. Productivity sure can help fill you up. What creates the pull. Drive me toward the end of the road. Turn me around these feelings transpose. Healing chords of disenchantment. We are privileged to have the ability to play. As my circle expands at a tremendous rate. It at the same time becomes smaller then it has ever been. Good bye, say hello. What would make a treasure hunter stop hunting. Who is the creator of this gorgeous nature. guilt trip. Pay attention now more then ever. Become a grandmother of your own choices. Sitting alone in the silent walk way of opportunity. Take care of your creative child self. Surprise that imagination of yours. How they ask me how can we do that. Just look outside of the box. What box the box of normality. Sensuality with your senses. Dig keep digging find the treasure then give it away. And dig up anothe...

In motion, talkative, moments, silence. Natural Un-cultivated Rows of soil. Purplish cold. Translucent secure seconds strength. Again strength winged lioness sent sentient being. Direction reaching the ending of beginning. Then beginning the ending while reaching the direction. Walking with grace and ease. Patient prepared eyes of acceptance. Overzealous love test impressing ones own self. Sit back in to the passenger seat pilot. Unraveling a time-lapse. Knitting intricate fabrics in between breath. Soliloquy silhouettes suggestions gestation again. Wizardry mental telepathy. Soul teleporting. Its like a phone give it some time it will work. Work it out if you don’t have the time. Call up the phone once time is up. Left on off with the ring tone ringing. Resist temptation what’s temptation anyway. Dripping sweat resettling against your chest. Impressions left from only a slight bit of pressure. Moon light reflecting off the sunsets rays. Dawn of a new night. Layer upon layer of growth....

I know how it feels. I have been through the same as you. I roll around in the same mud, My hands cling to the same substance. I know how it feels, I have been through the same as you. Hold space, intangible hold it with me. Let us share our memories of meteor showers across the sky. Come closer to me I love watching you take on new form. Do not be afraid you are safe. You are safe one hundred percent. Look, know one knows what is going on. We do not have the slightest idea. Our energy is circular can you notice that. When you awake do you feel thankful for your connection. The connection that has been providing you all you need. All you ask for you shall receive. It happens like this as we fly above the sea of green forest. Transition, death is a common misinterpretation. Typing in direct lineage to your thoughts. Ideas mysteries that only make time and take it apart. Hearts inside on it. Onsite lit up in on it. Outside again. Of course the raccoon sacrificed his medicine. Scorpio cor...

Along came a spider, wiser then the geyser. Born in Yellowstone and hollow be they name. Tree stump look a like blessed to clean the air. Automatic happenings incredible with care. Sweat serenity swallowed by the sand. Memories of growing up adapting to the land. Wrong was once right, now some right is wrong. Took to lefts looked back and they where gone. She left me a letter that repeated in my head. Like a chorus from a song with the words that you said. Prophecy of property being born then sold. Detoxify the toxins that swim around the soul. Molten mafia manic strength. Intoxicated melody while the appendix sinks. Teach the children what the elders taught. While teaching the ancients the secrets of a tender heart. Lets take a excursion to the moon and back. Fade to black, light blue fluorescent memory. Selected sand castles made in the rain. Focus like a potter on a wheel that never spun. Absolute lead way with a ticket for the train. Purity early on knocking on your door. Window s...

Feel free to admire, take in become. Expand, that’s what we are here for. We experience the most when we allow, What is your limit the furthest you have gone. Sand clinging to your sweat covered legs. Sitting with ancient spirits reminding you of your beauty. Speaking in lost languages returning for future conversation. As I float away in to the clouds, Let my body become again as it once was. Unformed, formless limits that can only be passed. The idea of the seed. The structure is in place. The preparation has taken lifetimes. Angelic guides that have sang their song. Wings reaching out for wind to carry them home. Surprise, thanks for caring reading, breathing. Your skin surrounds me, so close to touch. Impermanence cloud’s covering the moon. It may only be a speculation of the mine that I share. Redundant then, collective thought builds our bridges. We walk along twisted turns where horses use to play. Feet covered we run bare. Our breath takes us so deep. Beyond the core of our m...

Allow my intention to align, All aspects that my imagination can fathom, Clouds colored in with brilliance and truth. Corporation heart and core matrix. Let the dead bury their dead, How deep is that. Dinosaur temptations. Direct recycled certainty. Service beyond that which could ever be expected. Words over flowing with potent meaning. A spokesman is being emotionally freeing. Successful surrender to competitive ego. Shadow of a red tail hawk, Colors blending creating a newness. A tube of open source energy. Dissolving in soft hands of your mothers creation. Having no anticipation for expectations. Annually climbing the staircase. Impressed by the lack of pressure placed on us. A structure so solid in its foundation, Only through certain brain waves we can enter. Sound communicating with our subconscious. Science is boggled, Transverse over the flocculent tangibility. Melody loudly allowing others to repeat. Walk with, talk in a accent of love and compassion. Acting upon the unfoldi...

Present epic gifted moment. The train lights are facing forward. Short hair low cut corner fade. Organic apple field, pleasant view. Orchards of orchids. So deeply in love with the immaculate twist. Feed the jackrabbits carrots and bits. Here it is, Trumpets above the fire light, Candles floating in tin cans of water, A longer pause then the warming ocean. Hands pulling from under up against the cup. The crest, the iron rod of Horus placed against the chest. Heavy eyes like mountains light lashes lift morning butterflies. May the void be filled with creators excitement. Floating above the cold moist grass. The warmth of your foot, The impeccable path beyond synchronistic chromosome concepts. Archeological gene in a bottle, Even or Odd particles Orbiting around the darkness. Polar opposites the holder sits, Face to face with the obvious, Now, has a name for it, Always changing, before the first sparkling idea appeared. In hall ways carved with rock stick and clay, A mock version, A pilg...

Thankful for your awakening eyes. Eyes so magnified they remind me of mine. As if I forget my own awareness. Your voice speaking through my lips. My tongue tasting the air that surrounds you. Long ago before I knew my song was written just for you. Your hands guided my finger movement. At one point it was three fingers and a pen. Now all ten fingers follow the guide from within. Your brilliance radiates my splendor. We share the same arms. Make love with the same soul. Spin webs that seem identical yet are completely original. My spectrum is yours. Washing away worry where weakness subsides. Sitting by your side. Two snakes intertwining. Naked lake water keeping me afloat. Four serpents auspiciously lift my suspense. Youthful fountain of remembering. Channeling charging forward with the fortitude, Of four hundred and forty four unforgettable moments. For the page is prepared to be written on. The canvas is color coded but not by traditional standards The water fall’s cadence creates ...