Manner IV

Be generally happy.

And then you will learn to be specific...

Happily the grid will shape you.

And then you will learn to shape it.

~ B

Winter Moon

Perhaps it is the past that makes me so groggy.

So tired.. And cold as I slip into the air of winter.

I am looking up at the sky now. 

My hands feel the flattening vapors.

Dripping off my fingers is water

cool as a fresh sky with no clouded matter.

I close my eyes.

I imagine the pull

between that bright gleaming face

of the moon's luminous lull.

Which side it is we see?

The surface appears like a face.
A concept we can understand
as the soul needs answers for this place.
So far under, we are
separated from the darkest high.

I am the underwriting of the light.

Such are the things that go passing by.

~ B

For December.

Energy

I am a beacon to my dreams.
I am calling them home
and those who are flowing with bliss
are helping me shift my consciousness.

They are the children of me that were
co-created with my desires.
The aura of this mystery
can be felt through a majestic power.

I believe I am being taught
the physical proof of myself
so that I can heartily serve
the needs of my psychological health.

To get through the day
I think thoughts that want to be free.
If you know your dreams are neglected
further understand your piece of insanity.

Animal binds with hybrid minds.
I'll say it again without speaking
the words do the work on the physical lines
but inside a wet needle is encrypting.

This is the coding
that is waiting for the future.
Bringing out what is being held
in a vacuum of volcanic pressure.

~ B

For December.

The Humanitarian

She sees the walks of life
And admires all of their beauties.
Within them is herself
She hears the voices of her continuity.

She listens to herself
That's why she seems so collected.
A woman who counts her trials and her errors
Is the one who knows the heart she has manifested.

Nurtured and nested
Are those who come to stay or to go.
When a woman works on her character
She lets them be with all they have to show.

As the stage lights up
Her eyes open; she is about to start.
To breathe among a grueling humanity
Is to present what she has in her heart.

Black as coal is the soul.
Light as silver is her mold.
She shapes her words
To manage the ideas she can hold.

Limited with abundance.
A perspective you can come to indulge.
Slowly will food for thought filter.
Vigilant is a good heart with a stomach full.

Prepared was the work.
Dutiful is the world.
Speaking kindly is the soul
Who believes you are precious as a pearl.

~ B

Liquid Thought

Drip..drip..
The faucet of my thoughts is leaking.
Water is flowing over the skin
Within the textures of my cellular vision.

Atomic.
I feel chemicals splash my face.
Absorbing more life
That seeps through against a natural strife.

Someone is pouring water into space.
To see it floating away
Back from where it is coming.
To be seized by its own sprout; running.

In a clearing drips this dream
Though in space it is disappearing.
Recognized in its worldly form.
Water is resurfacing and reappearing.

This is the cycle.
This is the knowing.
Diluted and awoken
Is this that is flowing.

~ B

Novel Idea Processing: Part I

If anyone would like to participate in the making of one of my pieces of work please feel free to comment or contact me personally.

Sci-fi , Psychological Horror

Background: 2050. Woman is listening to meditation guide over harmless Youtube. This woman is an holistic energy healer of the Year 2050. Part of training is to uncover physical sensations directed by energy levels in order to work with them in the 3rd dimension. She has decided to discover the 8th Charka as her work continues. The rant and rave of her teachers spoke of the Charka's promising properties. Though she wasn't quite set on it, she went through with the lesson. The following is her recorded lesson.

Did 8th Charka meditation - Frequency : 272.20 hz

At the moment of frequency release the ceiling in my apartment made a shifting sound, though, it remained motionless. I (listening to the noise) put my hands above my head as if holding a crystal bowl above my head. This being part of my directed material, I am thinking 'what was she talking about? She says, 'you will feel a bowl of energy..'.. I immediately felt a naturally warm physical feeling in the shape of a bowl above my head. The feeling became heavy. Full; perhaps. Like a bowl of thick hot water. I took hold of its sides and motioned as though I was pulling down walls surrounding me. A shield in which to be guarded by. At this instant my ceiling made a very prominent shifting noise and I looked up but nothing had changed. Sifts of dust particles lingered from the cheap panels unseen movement. Suddenly there seemed to be an outside world. As if I wore a thick shield subconsciously between my true thinking and my thoughts. 

Little does the woman know that she has ultimately contracted a nonphysical mental illness. Perhaps to modern day Sci-Fi a "demon." The nonphysical goes unnoticed for some time after the incident. As the woman starts up her practice (in a futuristic date) she begins to unravel the understanding of her own self. And where her practice is really coming from.

The book needs some glamour, some trauma and lots of work. Some ideas or more in-depth details could be contributed from Edith Fiore collection of writing such as "You Have Been Here Before" and "The Unquiet Dead."

~ B

September 16, 2014 7:36 p.m.

Manner III

Frequency; the entirety of process.

Grasps for space with a reactive memory.
Breathe in - Breathe out.
These are the elements speaking.
Within the air there is a mind.

Within the silence is not peace.

~ B

To Dream

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4FcTYF0OBSg

She only listens to classical so she never sleeps at night.
Seeing in her dreams the stars whom in darkness sing with taps of light.
It all feels so real thus the sound begins to fade.
What did it mean to be dreaming of blood in every shade?
What kind of place would make this okay?
She is thrown into a room
Where darkness pulls at the walls
Making all angels fade; 3 billion in all.
She dreams as a frequency, you know
So, tell a port to start with it's departure
For her dream is about to take flight
Into a place she feels no preexisting structure.

~ B

The Momentary Lapse

My soul was left.
So I attach to the closest things that will carry me.
And the farther away life takes me, the better,
Because I am only getting older.
I want to feel more wind, water, wood and wild fire.
The elements that move me gently.
Each sound..each rhythm..
Shapes my mind with effortless sultry.

All we want to do is dance.
We meaning my soul and the man in my romantic trans.
We have style, money and deep quiet kisses.
And my stomach is full on a soulful high
So don't wake me in this instant.
I am in a fast pace movement.
Together we roll into the distance.
I no longer know the people of my past.

Time has my role changing too fast.
Feelings that once spun never lasted.
Each day my memory palace is newly bullet blasted.
Sweet filled interior flows from impact.
My love is pooling like a scene viewed at Cinemac.
My heart skips a beat that's the end of me.
Yet, I am countered by a moving energy
That pulls me back into this dimensional symphony.

The Momentary Lapse.

~ B

The Experience

Breathless.
Running on the oldest of energies
In my mind I am looking for you
Searching.
In my dreams I am asking
Where are you?
Asleep.
My projections tell me
This is how I know you.
Awake.
There is a restless movement
Let us sit together.
Alive.
Tell me your thought
The psyche of your physical holding.
Merge.
I cup your face in my hands
The only touch I need.
Prayer.
I feel you
Open the door to your soul.
Believe.
Smiling is a dimensional feeling
Your purpose is in your display.
Knowing.
Material things are put away
Listening is your spiritual holding.
Pursue.
Running on broken shells
Beneath these new life breeds.
Breathless.

~ B

Happy

Indescribable
You put me in a mood
A good one like the breeze
Flowing free is all that is good.

I am the happiest, I am,
You see my soul is laughing
All I want and all that is
Is the balanced road I am mapping.

I know in this moment
I am more vulnerable than ever
To feel a gentle touch
And fall for something clever.

Life changes
I want to soak up all the weather
Know my grid, look at my heart
And have a truth to deliver.

I tell this to the people
The ones who seek to listen
That today they read the faith
Of my internal existence.

An integrity that warms me
Gives me peace of mind
When I give what is inside
It is more than me being kind.

I accept you as you are
You are my reflection, my ego,
I want you to find the strength
To let go of any incognito.

~ B

Angel Haze

...And when you cry
The storm is too strong
Remember your perfect little eyes
Your perfect little mind.
Look in the mirror
At the beauty of time.
Don't cry old soul.
Don't cry.
My daughter,
I hold your face to the sun
Shadows of life come undone.
Face to the sun
Smile; forget the rain.
Damp on your feet
Washing away what had came.
Break through the clouds
Your beauty in red hues
And violet rays.
You are protected far past
Your physical shames.

~ B

A Heavenly Memory

How dusted
Sweeping by are the years
Ages of old
Today have appeared
You have already lived
Like a star way out there
If you travel to its reaches
Perhaps it has already disappeared.

I learned that in this moment
As we walked hand in hand
Distant in all the ways unspoken
That was me and a star
The star of my existence
The person who kept changing faces
Whom had yet to mirror back my true intentions.

What do I see you for?
Gleaming so bright.. I sat so tempted
Countless dreams built that moment
On its movement I indefinitely encrypted
I sought feelings to sustain me
They fill the space between the distance
My mind shifted intensities
And flexed within the instants.

I love you like the Moon..
It loves sky lights and all their places
I never can undo
Our time and its residing traces
You linger in my heart
Forever part of my story
Until we part; death of our heavenly memory.

~ B

To: Death

See me.

I have been advised to scrutinize

The tendencies of men

Who surround themselves in domestic lies.

Unfaithful of the heart

I saw purity lost within plans

When he left no temple in his soul

He enslaved himself to blind demands.

~ B

Dear Self,

Hear silence.

Masked by a voice of truth

The confessions of the East

Become West's blessing and proof.

Psyche of my life

Teach me about my story

Untangle me from subconscious territories.

~ B

From: Life

Feel me.

I am all around you

Walk on my face

Dig into my soul.

I am the truth within trees

These are the sketched shapes

Of my bodied control.

~ B

Written Forms

The mountains.
The curves of the Earth.
Body to hands.
Moving, turning, taunting, crashing.
With winded fingers weaving
Soft surfaces for breeding.
Hybrid minds with animal binds
In the complexities of our humane kinds.
Lively, with a colorful truth
Are a few spoken shades of grey.
Told only in stories
Are our provocative glories.
Here is a pencil; write a line
Unfold a memory of an ancestor's shrine.
Near to the future; moreover is a vision
A fire igniting
The pain of a decision.
Appearing is a book
Reflecting a soul's anonymous look.
This is spiritual breaking
We have hearts broken.
Awake now
We have awoken.
Behind us the eternal vault splits open
On our land we are running
Grounds of change are erupting
Life, a fast dream, jumps off the ledge
Once a child's prayer and pledge
Dear Self of the Future..
How do I teach myself to nurture?
To evolve with life.. the things left unsaid
The point matters only to finish the lead.

~ B

Manner II

Descended, unfathomable

And forever one is changed

The living cannot say

What awaits outside the cage.

Not that one is trapped, though,

Strictly limited is human movement

Heaven & Hell as ideas

Staged in our physically embodied union.

Mind & Matter

Some believe whereas I do not

That a human could know fate

And still be living within limited thought.

~ B

Air

To my first born
To my small child
From the nutritious part of my mind
I will feed you the most delicate truths.

Without bias or hate
I have brought you outside
And we have traveled away
From the buildings that hide us.

My precious,
Beneath this sky
Within the complexity of those waves
Is the voice of the air.

The breaths that made us
The raw form of our geno,
Our skin that turns taunt
In the mixtures of exposed environment.

Feel the embrace of the moment
In your silent thought
Expanding and contracting
The known unknown.

Tender is your hand
On my shoulder as we sit quietly
Let us look at the birds
And label not their form.

Take no note of their nature
Only at awe of their stature
The captivation of this moment
Spins in non-thought.

Let us touch a bird
Watch its eyes as they watch us
And in passing time
Away it will drift.

Much like you
In the breeze of nature
Grow with no labels
I will cast them out!

Pluck them like harmful staples
The words that claw into you
The hands that hold you down
You will be free to soar.

Sleeping now; soft is your breath
Like the wind the mind drifts away
Your shape cradled in its sound
Your dreams take flight; your body stays.

~ B 

Chakra Power III : Angelic Geometry of 11:11:11

Sacred Geometry Meditation.
Three days in a row; twice a day.

This sound is extremely powerful and thoughts that are received and given unto you in these moments are profound. I would suggest sincere listening!
The first meditation of this frequency actually made me have an overwhelming since of indescribable emotion. I felt a natural pull in my heart chakra area, relief/release, and deep residing feelings of cleanse afterward.
The angelic version on Youtube is a free frequency that utilizes the higher vibrations of sound and interchanges them with circle geometry and frequency of 11:11:11. Technically the sound is set at 11:11 as 11 of a second is an extremely hard vibration to make.
~
A side note is this particular range of protection can be utilized at any point after one thorough session.

Tiers of 11:11

~ B

The Etheric Double: A Perspective

I used to think it was strange
The light surrounding your body
Out of etiquette I tried not to look
At its nudity outshining you in your clothing.

Yes, more pleasing than you
But with my manners I listen
Your ego is talking through your character's voice
And at your side I see your energy glisten.

When you think I do not know
It is you who should quiet and listen
You will be useless if you do not believe
My knowledge is worthwhile in your instant.

My darling, I can see the color of your soul
And I can see your ego's physical floating
Telling me the things you sit and wait to hear
It is sad you rely on the external ears of your knowing.

Ugh, a dull conversation with your ego is boring
I suppose that is why only a few people know me
A lover of family, connection, and growing
But swift to swim away if our depths do not agree.

What I mean is if you cannot reach me
Do not think our line is broken
In fact I am only working in my calling
Focusing on the laws of my influential token.

Flip..flip..flip.. Heads or tails?
That is how it feels in a delicate situation
Though there is no loss or gain
If we can connect in a true conversation.

~ B

The Cycle: A Perception

At least you were not just a moment
For the moment has already died
At least you were not just a day
For yesterday was a passing goodbye.

These things you did not notice
Passing by, they did not waver you
Tell me, are you fearless?
Ah, as wise as a leaf dripping with morning dew.
Using the breeze to subsist you
In the context of wind and of a flowing day
See how it dies and rises completely anew
The nature of our swiveling decay.

Persisting onward
We see what the moon makes of the sun
How the power is split between two
Duel nature; suffering us individually as one.
Your position triangulated at a point
Points to factors all the same
As a life force within a life force
You are time within a timeless-focus game.

Out there are answers coming back as senses
Circulating around only to come back again
In here are answers going out as change
In your death, answer this, will you have gone or will you have came?

~ B

Charka Power II

Three consecutive days of meditation.

February 10th, 2014
Laying flat on my back in a room painted white I started my third day of chakra meditation using sound bowls. The room had previously been cleared out so there was plenty of room for my legs to lay relaxed and for my arms to be reached out from my sides with palms up.

Root Chakra:
Gold encompassing feeling and color around the half of my body facing upward. So peaceful, I felt my soul lifting from my body in between my wind gusts of thoughts. When I recognized what I was doing I got shook out of balance into discomfort; even though there was a feeling of pure security. Obviously I wasn't leaving the planet but in the moments I had to let go, I held on. Which enlightened me about my character.

Sacral Chakra:
I felt high energy! I realized that if you do Chakra meditation in order from root chakra to crown chakra the sounds go from higher frequency to lower frequency and then cycle through again at a declining pace. If that makes sense? In other words, while you work your way up the body, focusing energy into particular sections, the sound frequencies are working in the opposite way to create a balance for you, naturally. I also came to realize that the higher frequency sound is accompanied by a lower tone at the same time it plays. And if you're able to hear them you can actually listen to both individually at the same time. The lower tone in each frequency sounds like it is saying a pulsing vowel sound.

Solar Plex Chakra:
I felt the circulation of energy mostly within the core part of my body. Warming energy. The image of the sun from space is what naturally came into mind but I didn't visualize it. I allowed thoughts: without the light from the sun the illusions of the cosmos's mind may have never been able to take form. The sun could perhaps be the creator of this galaxy giving light to the darkness in a great sea of its own organic illusions.

Heart Chakra:
I have come to realize that all of my heavy energy, the feelings that represent hardships or distress, are more easily removed from every other place in my body besides my heart. When moving energy around my body emotional holdings build up and are extremely challenging to release from my chest/heart area. When trying release methods that I am able to use effectively in other chakras the release relief is small and seemingly insignificant. All the energy not able to be released from other chakras or areas of my body accumulates here. The entire region is chest/heart and middle back area. Small releases will exit through the mouth only.

Throat Chakra:
Incredibly powerful, listen to this chakra if you have trouble focusing in meditation. This sound really pulls me in and pulses in my mind forcing me to listen to it, which I like because sometimes thoughts are hard to quiet. This chakra works with heart/chest region to help release the tension energy inside.

Third-eye Chakra:
Dark blue/purple. I felt like I was listening to the word "why" pulsing over and over again. I didn't realize I was thinking that until halfway through the meditation. The word "why" reminds me of a child whose so curious about their existence.

Crown Chakra:
Purple. Felt energy in the frontal lobe of brain. May have made me sleepy. Though, I may have been sleepy for other reasons.

And the journey continues!..

~ B

P.S. I am curious to try both the etheric-heart chakra and the heart chakra. I will be excited to share my discoveries. Or maybe more-so the comparison of the two. We will see. Also, I'm going to try to 11:11:11 Lightworker meditation and share with you my findings there. Thanks for being here to experience this with me. I hope my personal journey inspires you.

Chakra Power in February

This month I have dedicated to a thoroughly detailed and impact driven analysis of Chakra meditations. My own personal trials of enlightenment as well as expanding room for spiritual growth are ideas of purpose that I will allow into my deep meditation periods. My only hope for these peaceful moments are to become more connected and enabled within my totality of energy.

Feburary 7th, 2014

I did my first chakra meditation while listening to sound bowls. Each chakra session lasted roughly six to seven minutes long. I went through each chakra individually.

I am going to share a description of what I came to visualize, feel, do, hear, and understand naturally while in meditation.

Root Chakra:

Viewed the color red, viewed the top half of an apple first red then turning green. Full green, rapidly carried through all colors in order, able to change the color viewed with eyes closed and focus on it.

Sacral Chakra:

Tuned into the noise immediately. Circular noise. Followed the noise in circles and felt my hands held a large circular energy between them. I threw my negative energy into the energy ball. The feeling became heavier on my hands. I threw the ball out of my hands away from my body. Felt intense goosebumps. Release feeling.

Solar Plex Chakra:

Viewed the color yellow, viewed a lion head coming from the left side of brain. The color red in two different shades solid dark red background a light red flowered design with each part of the flower in individual light areas that don’t touch. Heart felt heavy, energy was moved to there.

Heart Chakra:

Viewed a red wolf from left side of brain. Sound shaped like an oval, long in width. Yellow color, goosebumps and release as arms reached upward directly above head. Movement of arms from above head and below head no goosebumps. At the end of session after last release feeling of energy I felt the need to weigh energy in right hand above my head.

Throat Chakra:

Viewed carrots. Long, growing carrots, sound seemed to be the movement of harvesting these carrots. Seven carrots. Green tops. Feeling comfort in the highest note of sound. Desire to dwell in the soul sound of the highest note. Breathing flowed with sound naturally. Felt throat contracting and relaxing on its own with the sound almost as if singing.

Third Eye Chakra:

Viewed pyramid over body holding body within it. Then pyramid on left side of brain, small light and dark ball on right side of brain that started higher than pyramid and then floated to middle- parallel to pyramid. Realization and understanding agree though are the yin and yang of one another. Felt energy in lower back part of brain. 

Crown Chakra:

Viewed the sun. Yellow to orange to red. Throat movement with sound. Felt sound in front forehead part of brain.

Charka symbols

To be continued..

~ B

A Master Cleanse

I tried a 7-day master cleanse last week and decided I'd tell you about the results!

The cleanse is also referred to as the Lemonade Detox Master Cleanse. 

Ingredients:

1/2  Organic Lemon ($ .50)

2 Tablespoons  Organic Pure Maple Syrup ($8.99)

10 Ounces  Boiling Filtered Water

Dash of Cayenne Pepper ($3.00)

Prep Time:

5 minutes

Directions: 

Add half of a bottle of boiling water (make sure you have a cup that won't crack under heat!) and then squeeze lemon juices completely out of the lemon.  Add maple syrup and cayenne pepper.  Add the rest of the water now. Drink once in a.m. and p.m. Let mildly cool but enjoy warm. Yes it is a good tasting cleanse! 

Cleanse Level:  

Beginner

Seven Day Diet:  

This is the other important part. In this diet you will need to eat healthy and do mild workouts at least three times a week for results. Even if you only have time to stretch and burn calories walking around at work, you need to do those things. You won't regret it! I drank good amounts of water but didn't overindulge. I ate small portions of fruits, vegetables, nuts (handful as a snack), noodles, rice, and smoothies with super-food Canah (not sold in the U.S.) four times a day. I consumed under the recommended amount of dairy which is normal for me and I ate mostly organic foods. 

While doing this cleanse I ate sweets a couple of times which I think is natural, acceptable, and okay.  Don't feel bad for having ice cream a couple times or a cookie here and there.  This cleanse isn't about self sacrifice and focused on life reversal.  It is about becoming aware of digestion and about feeling the bad cycle out while the good cycles in. Also it is about winding down and relaxing.

Day 1:

I learned the hard way you really only need a shake to a shake and a half of cayenne pepper in the cleanse.  The pepper does not mix into the hot water and will need to be stirred in a few times depending how fast you drink the cleanse. The more you add of the pepper the more your mouth and throat will heat up and your nose will drain. This is good for some people and uncomfortable for others. Whatever type of cleansing experience you want you can dictate. I drink my cleanses in about 10 minutes which makes my stomach feel like it is heating up! I did a light workout and stretching.

Day 2:

Drank cleanse both in morning and evening. Walked the treadmill at speed 3.5 and incline 3.5 for a mile and stretched.

Day 3:

Cleansed and did not work out. Noticed that the cleanse felt more effective after breakfast because it helped me more easily digest my food.** I had no stomach discomfort all day what-so-ever! I felt a little down in energy but it could be because it was a cold, gloomy day in the Northwest. I did not work out this day.

Day 4:

Small portions were hard today. But I dropped 2 pounds (which was not a goal just a nice surprise). Medium workout with lots of stretching today. Smoothies made with super-food as meals twice this day. Also, my skin is feeling and appearing healthier on my face.

Day 5:

No citrus sores in my mouth though I do consume a lot of citrus foods in my regular diet. I feel cleaner inside and have now started drinking both of my cleanses after meals. No workout today.

Day 6:

Warning! Do not drink this cleanse right before bedtime! 2.3 pounds down.

Day 7:

I realized today that it might not be a bad idea to do this cleanse weekly or even to add it to my regular diet. I was feeling good and energy was up. Stretching and walking as my work out today. 

Conclusion:

At the end of the week I lost 2.8 pounds. I will probably do the cleanse again. I realized drinking light, hot drinks after eating helps with digestion. Also I felt good about what I had achieved! I'm happy to recommend this cleanse to you.

The Lemonade Detox Master Cleanse

~ B

The Crafted Identity

In a few moments you will be gone

Look, there are people who love you as one

Do not allow the dead to rise up within you

Or suffer in a life walking in another's shoe

Blinking eyes that blink back the color of blue

Out from where we came was an artist that drew.

More than one as are our people!

More than one as are our planets!

In the distance are the fields where ideas grow as candidates

To sustain our life, to sustain us like a garden

From deep in the dark are the roots of a widening margin

Ever expanding, yes, those are the years

Real are their memories dreamed up in nightmares.

Out there in the sky is what made us

In here is a ground which home gave us

An interconnection cannot be condoned

Fear in this leads you in a life of the lowest drone

Unleash your secrets for I knew them already

Spread across your face like a infant consuming spaghetti.

Through your life is all of us

Sharing the cords of the cosmos

Breathing in the same air

Birthed out of a geometric tier

Oh, did they have it right! Promising you greatness

The eyes of past lives teaching you with patients.

You didn't know that you knew it all along

Stand firm, your light has no limit to lean on.

~ B

These Moments

I pardon you to speak
A seemingly ordinary conversation
How becoming of us
This is why I'm smiling
For a moment ago I forgot myself
And just laughed with you
In a pause my hands were free
Feeling the air
Catching by surprise myself.. my voice
I blink and breathe with you
So strange for me
The moment when I feel us connect
This is why I'm so shy
You gave no reason why
In your life I should speak
But here you are, sitting close
Just to listen.

~ B

The Sonic Persona

Flexed eyes watch a movement of musical distraction
From out of the car steps a silhouette of incomparable attraction
A harmonized two step guarding a clothed body of contractions
From her tonal words came sequential perks; an A cappella interaction.
(Perspective change)
I saw him thinking; my mind heard his thought
He purposes a duet to close the space apart
Danger taunts a two world collision of melodic transcendental art
Cupid the demon of despair seeks to invade my angelic rampart.
(Narrative)
In the presentation of a duel-soul war; she seeks safety abiotically
Pulling her mind to the outside only to make goosebumps on him follically
A sharp connection controls the measure of their silent vocality
Splits open the language of the hearts fixed to bleed out lyrically.
(Cont.)
Many a perspective, as notes, the mosaic of the mind
Love is coded within the glow of a scale of time
It is iridescent light that cascades in the symphony of our design
From the song, subjected to Earth, came forth our vocal mind.

~ B

Manner I

The soul whom seeks repentance

Wanders in the decay of his own worry.

It is he who speaks in detest of the Way

Of which half is said to be humble & the rest to be silent.

Thus he suffers

Not only of detachment from himself

But in a struggle to untie the knot with his ego.

~ B

Free Reality

Let the grim reality seep in
Feel the lethargic heap of slaughtering sin
In the ghetto of your neck, coming for below.. what is about to begin?
Rising up, here are the tears and the water
Rising up, here are the trees, streets, cars, and crisp collars
Duck your head or soon you'll be dead
That's how is goes when dealt the deeds of a dollar
Why do we even bother..
In a port gripping your carry on bag
Something like the suffering sit multiple people with jet lag
Let me tell you what is truly tough
Too little too much that's how it feels to be clamped in cuffs
Or prepped up only to snob at your soul that sits cold in the streets and huffs
Send me a dollar, I knocked pleasure over in a martini cup
Now my hard work has made me bankrupt
Why is life to arrogance never just enough?
From America the Great humility has just grown up
You think you're stellar, really,
All dressed up, out with your friends, mealing
Vicious fun turns into lust-thirsty emotional killing
The nurse won't care if the makeup gave you a good feeling
And the doctors won't see the clean shaven man.. but human skin peeling
Off his chest..hear the rest of your willing.
Change the world for better
Always strive for control and sustainable weather
Tell your madness to subside, there is truly no shelter
And Dear The Storm in Your Mind, you are a mood melter!
The beauties of you are the things that are free
That's why love tames the beast and calms the busy bee
Crafts the words themselves and make them gifts, don't you see?
Free the realizations that liberate humanity.

~ B