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The city is a waste zone of orange cones and red maps and blue hearts green velvet over wrote freeway pillars sing new notes like an earth beat there's a rhythm to keep trains track it like a metronome laying out 4-4 bones of a treble clef time zone And the 45th parallel jets out like a jazz score where the vocalist scats landscapes capturing the audience on a high note improvise life in harmonies of hope incantations of love and prayer and inner gold
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Our future is inside me, Crimson chamber of red and pink physical location to plant a seed. Your touch is the closest I can come to experiencing the place my children are from. I can be vessel to meet the woman of your dreams whether it's a lover or daughter you seek but I am not her. Because I host Her.
Starshores This the kinda night where you feel the stars beating look up like yea their breathing Astrobodies where we find our meaning What if the answer to every question you ever never knew you had was contained by these mystery prism portals to another land ? and instead of looking for guidance in the breezes of summer leaves, you found the answers written in the palm of your hand I heard them say so as above so down below so could that mean physically like a star map ? I heard there's harmony in the web that gets spun when you test your wingspan 747 of praise ain't touch the ground in lifetimes built of days as I work out new pathways in my brain waves form from still pools into tidal pulls of a calm knowing that's pungent as rage when I look up from inside to stargaze What you find in the sky is not only sparking pictures of celestial delight it's a code to the kingdom your quiet self knows found again when you tune from shell into core you will turn into the remedy you were sent to earth for Someone must cleanse balance and heal So many wounds need a messenger that feels the space between there and here is still real Just Two hours by modern caravan outside Portland skyline across prairie turning in for the night under lavender haze of a sun that's heat is ahead of its days set behind mountain ridges above grass land where when the light goes full star cover emerges as a new guide to the Now that emerges in the space between two people brains like oceans between beach sands new lands form from star shores
Through our son we have come West of Time: A future-past time-space where peace and love have nothing to counteract, rephrase
In this cartesian plane cataracts seep from eye to brain too much terrestrial time folks forget how to see straight
what is straight
So we parent from a future now where oceans flood out of boxes and shores and rainbows burst up from your molten core
these words are rocks no less no more with them build kingdoms of your core
so here, now let us use words to create the day when our children will ask :
Mama what is or was or will be black?
As each era creates new words to see the world through I will not ascribe the identity politics I’ve learned onto you
Because
you melt the rules like lava under new shoes No protection for a rubber sole cuz the truth moves Free your soul from rubber molds touch the source of creation: like the tap flowing on a rubber tree plantation when the rebels come chanting liberation sap and flesh burn alike in asset liquidation back into Black into the source of all creation and you rose at cremation
Tongue tooth clack words form from black And fall into blue ocean room on wind that blows over surface and coaxes up wave that washes over fluid sac holding your brain, and when It speaks new neurons form while placenta bleeds and galaxies within combust Big Bang birth boom this earth has twelve rooms with vowels and consonants i construct your tomb to flesh is also metamorphosis
In Triangular swatches of cloth see body as pyramid, cross In Lavender, blue Flowing river and stardust too we wash over capture desire conquest to arrive at a ground place so deep in space time that scriptures erase and we are back to one point where we are not going anywhere doing anything we just be
This place Were from Is One point , pre-entropy Where we don’t speak we just be
So shut the faux up And remember to breathe
You are not a balloon You are air inside and around it so full or deflate, your victory surrounds us you are not a shell you are yolk of desire break the yolks of desire to find the shape your consciousness takes its not round you are in and out up and down full and flat you are full spectrum sound
and you are not your skin you are energy within and you are not your skin you are energy speaking from within
you are not your skin Yet you are living in it as I have in mine and we all do until we flatline: horizon West of Time A place you cannot arrive because you are already there eventually
the future is a 24 hour clock with no hands just three figure eights turned sideways, as chains: links and jail breaks.
In projective space, or the field of geometry that describes and creates the vanishing point and perspective common to paintings of landscapes one point is many lines and the gaze between us a series of straights lines from iris to iris is an umbilical chord to birth in another life this dimension - our reality - is merely reflection so while the cylinder of the world has become planar by virtue of our view earth herself remains flat
Rock
until the mind arrives
And we learn to talk
[Benny Sings Straight lines]
The big fat wet tears that leak down Jesus cheeks are the oceans in which we now exist saline sacs that hold our body One body without organs Just rainbows Between me and you Where others have heart lung gut tongue We have only light Full spectrum bright ultra violet to infra red We go past gamma into cosmic realms The children with rainbows inside Where Others have heart and throat We have green and blue violet right up to the brain and red on the sacrum at the tip of the root through orange of creation construction zones where I build new craniums And The solar plexus is a solar panel soaking up energy and sending it back to you These light waves reverberate on frequencies of love and harmonies of true and if you tune into yourself you will find it too We are bodies without organs We cannot be contained because The inner machines -stomach heart mouth brain- responsible for desire have been replaced by light waves We are vessels with rainbows for intestines We are skin around an all knowing Black that absorbs all color and sends it back Everything you're looking for Is inside Rainbow cores like the molten lava shores Where I met you
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Sun is man who brings light T'our hemisphere From the east black as night he arrives here Son, you’re one With the Christ Celebrated each year
Solstice Sun still three days untill the 25th he rises Star light War fight Dark births brightness
In the twelfth room you survived it Black sky until Behold ! King of light Returns to horizon
A Celestial tour is our Terrestrial mirror parallels really showing up to me this year
last Year I talked to the stars and they listened By showing me Venus and glimpses of Mars And in these places I remembered the genesis of holy war
Since this year the birth of Jesus and Muhammad praise to their names is separated by one day How inconceivable is it that They light the same way ?
And women who want everything don’t you know we started the war when we sent men out to accumulate wealth and so its Feminine greed that disrupts peace of an all knowing black Women who want everything, and can’t pull back once you breathe you will see
you are everything
And what can you want when there’s nothing you lack ?
22 to 25 In the twelfth house it Takes Three days to arrive three days you survived dark sky until
Behold ! King of light
born into slave chambers Hallmarked as a manger Beyond the main house to unwed mother with a man by her side who was not the father of the Star so bright
sounds familiar right?
See my life story in scripture Esaias comes to complete the picture Esaias Gods love saves us Esaias Return reclaim reign over us again
The sun is a man with a wand of light bright as stars and dark as night Enter life through my secret chamber Feel through waterways of your labor
I threw out the instructions
Don’t look for the Belt cuz i lost the key How can a door keep back the sea ? Modern Locks made of steel or rubber formed in factories to seal Cannot conceal Omnipotent canals of ancient energy
Only inner ring Tight around my room opening Just enough to let stardust through just as much as she wants to Welcome Light into my womb
And from deep space of knowing and nurture I generate a new nation of full spectrum love
The sun is a man who gave me my son
Christmas is the birth of a new nation With a Full spectrum populace So Change the conversation
Tiger snake together we make dragon In time for earthquake
86 13 99 18 9 30 30 3 9 on the 9th life We arrive Tune in Streaming live
I Am The eve of construction Step back and watch my combustion
My Limbs Are eaves of protection Wrap them round and feel the Ascension
I Am Eve of the Underground Channels of pure light stay in the background Stable ally and liminal spaces Angel of shadows Takes the image of disgrace In this dark age Just remember on your walk in the end of days that light on the edge is The star above your head cuz
You Are The eve of construction The power to build is within your hands Your limbs Have the power to light up your loved ones
You Are Eve of the Garden Whose bones birth the man of light: Starchild
The people you meet are the leaders of history who children will sing “tell me the story of – I long to hear ” And the places you walk become sites where they flock to negotiate great mystery
are you alive to your own source of ancient energy ?
This is a Direct Message from the force that re aligns dreams disrupts fabric rips open seams To Stitch up an ancient picture that through these words you may finally see her: a mirror that wakes you up from the mirage And folds you back into the paradise of NOW : valley, street Why are you constructing your life in concrete ? Return to the water of your dreams She is here to take you home where everything is one space Pangea One love One embrace She is change that makes the city breathe She is change the state uses to generate the money it needs She is the engine behind the capitalist system: the means to Produce and reproduce Reproduct Reproduction of my womb hinges on the force of change She breathes into me. so DM me when you're ready for another livestream.
