Time is now
Time is never wasted. It’s just knowledge collected. Few are selected to be the change that’s unexpected. We are designed to help the ones next to us. Make that your reality and the world becomes a better place.
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Fallout Dreams
The day will come when it all collapses upon itself. An empire crumbles. A ravaged world is left standing. Most will be lost without tweets and super markets. Some will get by on toiletries and canned goods. The initiated will be one with the land and the sun. And we will be together till the… Continue reading Fallout Dreams
A Commodity Beyond
If you ever seen her smile then it’s already too late for you. Look into her eyes and she will lure you into her dreams. No man can resist the attraction as if they are spellbound. Either she’s an angel created out of stardust from the edges of reality or a vixen made from the… Continue reading A Commodity Beyond
Fire Place
I don’t have my bachelor’s. I don’t have all the answers. I am my own master. Forget all the negative banter. Let your dreams set high on a mantle. A blaze can start with even a candle. So light it up Imagination Is Our Super Power ALSO Follow me on Instagram 😁
Branded
The lessons we learn should burn into our spirits. Fiery enough to forever remember it. From pain and sorrow to happiness not burrowed. Feel the love of yourself, for yourself, so it may never be tainted. What is YOU belongs to YOU. Not any other acquaintance.
Making A Way
Follow The signs to get on the right path The trail we travel isn’t always cleared
Good Vibe/Take a Read
Life’s changing and that’s a good thing. Just listen to the universe sing. Overhead, in the sky, the stars start to align. Let history be just that and don’t waste anymore time. Honestly, our lives are full of many stops and gos. The path ahead is foggy and I’ve learned that anything goes. It’s beyond… Continue reading Good Vibe/Take a Read
Missing You, again.
Come back to me because I’ve missed you honey. My days are occupied with my children and getting money. I still feel you in my skin. Running through my thoughts, my mind is a lion’s den. I still manage to steal a gaze or two. When the truth is baby, all I ever wanted was… Continue reading Missing You, again.
Homeless
The war is over. Why are you still fighting? You already lost the battle. Why are you waiting for victory? Accept it is no longer your territory. Wander. Wander once more.
Make IT count
Time is of the essence and can’t afford to be taken for granted. Many moons have passed and they have left my world slanted. The gravity of it all pulling deep at my core. Taking my wave of thoughts and leaving an empty shore. This year I promise to act and make every second count.… Continue reading Make IT count
