preferences*

I’ve surrounded myself around wealth and networks; I want to absorb so much knowledge that my brain will start to hurt. the fruits of life is what I choose to feed on; my journey is feeling mad long…

putting figures on my decisions, I never wanted to live only with permission. who I am, and who I am growing to be, will manifest things unheard of; am full-time, there will not be any subs…

there are many outcomes that has made me perplexed; there’re volumes of it, yet, it seem so vexed. shutting down dark matter, I’m not allowing foreign energy to make me a mad-hatter…

cutting out parts of life, like pieces of magazines; creating a vision board, that can’t be intervened; chortling in happiness, that gives no symptoms of stress; moving in ways that’ll magnify sunshine, I’m telling you – it’s getting closer to my time!

snail/turtle*

there’s no reason to be so rapid, everyone knows about the turtle and the rabbit; what of a snail? I’m sure that would be a hell of tale.

what happens when you move just a tad bit slower? you just might recognize something that was just around the corner, and moreover.

slow-motion gives you distinct details, given broader opportunities that could impel. going over every moment with an open observation, that I’ll will only allow positive preservation.

and/or*

I am flattered with growing pains; I am gaining in ways that prove that I’ve been brave and; agonizing dilemmas spoil only a second of my time; I know when to cut it off though, I don’t need a sign.

finding different expressions to utilize, creating my own unique design; breaking a plethora of habits that could hinder me; avoiding afflictions that could cause infamy.

who else can I be, when I’m myself perfectly? why would anything else be better? any other version wouldn’t compare, nor its pressure…

x*

the pages are getting thicker, seeing that this is something bigger; I refuse to exaggerate, I just can’t help but to contemplate.

chaperoning every move of another, I thank God for a powerful, and thoughtful mother; strong-minded whenever I should, doing all and more than I ever could.

I’m recognizing where the good is hidden it’s being honest, without the fibbing! what more could I say to better explain? i’m doing my best to maintain.

always making sure I am alert, and I am sane always…

impart*

subjected to only love, nurturing my heart only with positivity; finding peace and constant tranquility. putting together things anew, discovering creativity in more ways than two.

I usher my intuition, to manage stable premonitions – I’m making many changes, and I’m doing it at close range….

give me a royal blue sky, where the sunshine isn’t deprived; accommodating the opportunity to truly survive. show me a world undivided, that it’s possible to begin with love… we have it in us, we just got to apply it.

forgiveness for me*

I’m amused at the things I choose to love, and stress about; mindlessly naïve to what I should’ve given doubt. I’m frazzled with thoughts I’ve constantly brainstormed; coming to an understanding that there’s a certain way to perform.

I am moving very steady; making preparations to be ready. whatever may come, I want to fully be whole for my blessing; my first reaction will be to many, quite an impression. I’ve been working on changeable flaws; I don’t bother listing them, it would sound like a drawn out clause.

I truly want to be a better person daily; given with support I hold tight to, can only be family. What’s insane, is they’re worst than strangers; though, it’s safe to say at least we can understand each others anger…

ebullience*

I’m sharpening my skills I haven’t yet executed; I’m becoming stronger and no longer feeling persecuted. walking in my shoes has taken a tole; running, jumping, NEVER walking, I’m always ruining my soles.

benefiting from hurt is a serious level of reaping; stay close, I haven’t went left, but I tend to be right when I’m speaking…

those that show consistency, only do when it profits selfish satisfactions; my mind is what truly represents my benefaction; yet, I’m made to always feel as if I’m nothing more than a small diffraction.

love me, not my flesh; cherish my spirit, without distress, allow ourselves to genuinely mesh. I will not beg for understanding and intimacy to be vested; never again will I allow my heart to feel detested…