Talking2Mirrors

Here is my poetry in words from thoughts unobstructed, continuous like the circle of life and death, from every tears of sorrow to tomorrows laughter’s that shines like a bright sunny day, from the place you lie to rest your head to the head of your tombstone, where your borrowed vehicle remains of bones laying 6ft under and stone that tell an  incomplete story of a soul born from nothing and lives in eternity. Even eternity has an end, just as every law can be bend, the irony of  men is never @ and end, and even if god send his only son to sing the sounds of all that is unbound to ground that man walks everyday in and out looking for something that is not often found. Man is forever bound to the ground he walks not because of the earth gravitational force, but by the forces that are unseen. Only the 3rd eye blind can see what is tying down to the world in which he lives, he must then keep that vision in his unconscious mind and his undying heart that is his soul and will his labor to plant a root in the ground of the earth and nurture his tree of knowledge so that one day he may climb the beanstalk to a place outside of space and time. All good things must come to an end, but who knows if the end is something even better than the good thing itself. As I fly high above the ground my mind and thoughts are unbound, a euphoria that is deeply profound, savoring every thoughts holy to self, only to remember that the more I savor and the more I hold on to the holy for the self… the more I comedown closer and closer to the ground. All that that was holy, all in the past, all I have is now, now, now, and now… and the only thing left to do now that I am once again bound to the ground that is life…. walk… day in n out!

All is love and all is there for the takings, So give….

This is who I am,

You are welcome to take, but please do not take anymore than what is needed.

One love

One truth

Many lives….