The selfishness you display, when you yell because you didn't get your way, as you yourself are in disarray, disorganized in speech, in what you say, makes me want to go away, and not come back, imagine that, yesterday I wanted to run away, because yet again, your crisis is always bigger than mine

How do I offer these feelings in a respectful way
I know my place
I know why I stay
We're doing this world again
in ways that it has never been
I get the feeling that's rare
to snag the fabrics of reality & see you there
I stumble, you catch me
Tell me that I am free
I wish to join you in the stars

From the shadows of the light, to the mourning in the night
You haunt me
And I am grateful

Wow³

Be a guiding light in the shadows of this world

They will stab out your eyes, your evil ways will die, you cannot hurt this movement, even if we must return to tents

You may rule in the now, but wait until We³ can Fly
You will be punished for your crimes
Love in actuation always persistent, despite at any moment who is President

I'm excited to see, what the 'recompence of the wicked' will be, in a world that was scened, like a cinematic, straight from Atlantis

What happens when the righteous regain our powers, we're building them now while you hide in your ivory towers

I thought I believed, without reprieve, that there was an earthly vessel that would listen to every concern, at every turn, that I was overwhelmed, with life as I serve, the most vulnerable, that Portland had to offer 🫴🏻

I guess I'll just talk to the ☀️

What if we were put here on earth, to heal our hurt, search, find, a new melody, because we lost touch with Mine
So I'll keep painting little worlds
On the corners of my canvas for those that read
Art like I do by jumping in, checking out the view, and maybe setting up a workbench or two 😜

My current WiP

Love yourself harder and more radically than you thought was possible & then love others with the same ferociousness

Mwah 💋

Good Morning ❤️🥰💋