One More, the Round
What’s greater, Pebble or Pond?
What can be known? The Unknown.
My true self runs toward a Hill
More! O More! visible.
Now I adore my life
With the Bird, the abiding Leaf,
With the Fish, the questing Snail,
And the Eye altering All;
And I dance with William Blake
For love, for Love’s sake;
And everything comes to One,
As we dance on, dance on, dance on.
– Theodore Roethke
FREE ANTIDOTE, PLEASE USE.
it IS a regular basis
for artists non-responsive & in love.
Baby ate a raindrop
fallen from me
looking for enough to save you.
The master’s tools shall not get there.
Those strapping themselves in
used the point of energy to cook
the dangerous & high-anxiety Now-Magic.
A game for heroes
requires leaving the comfort zone
Socially identify as 0.0,
safe at the point of the zodiac.
What is moving in people who don’t?
A rough idea that keeps crashing, screaming,
to my forehead.
I’m listening to anything.
⚡️ NATURE ⚡️ NATURE ⚡️ NATURE ⚡️ NATURE
The first time is a sequel,
God is a narcissist,
and everything is a wild ride.
Practice your freedom to the point of faith out beyond the sky.
Life is dying, a recorded unfolding,
and she’s just landed.
They come back to their blind spots.
Good News: Your Dream Girl Doesn’t Exist; Love.
be careful of the people who make our bodies feel
the stress tastes delicious.
there was so much; speak softly!
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oh, how I want to help them on this planet:
a supervillainess, but I want to be love.
Venus fly trap won’t close on the fractals when Sassy fell off.
my life as a sexy bottle of ethics.
I’m coming for your hands,