Unspoken Promise

You don’t have to tell me that you like me

You don’t have to tell me that you care

You don’t have to flatter me with kindness

The dryness of your words abandon me in despair

You don’t have to say another word

You don’t have to feed a man that’s whole

I’m not starving for your offerings of emptiness

All this talk has made this life just feel so cold

It goes round and round and it’s spinning like a record

Rotation of recycled sound I’ve heard so many times

But you never gave me love

You make it seem so hard to find

So I close my eyes and I inhale all these dreams that still my mind

And I’m settled with a piece of something I have yet to find

Will I know what it feels like to tangle up through time

Take me off the track from the records of the blind

And I keep spinning

Let me go

All this winning is aging my old soul

So let me go

Just let me go so I can fly away in peace from all the fizzy shallow noise

Let me go to a place where my spirit senses poise

Let me have a chance to feel I’ve made a better choice

Let my past disappear so I can hear your voice

But only if it’s true

And only if it’s real

And only if gives my heart a reason left to feel

 

Touching

Strategizing specified location

He has claimed sufficient diagnostic from the surface of such a demographic

Within the square radius of my skin graph he finds pores throughout my grid

Introspective eyes unapologetically gazing along every microscopic molecule to examine the pretense of my willingly tangible disposition

He relates inwardly to the fearless vanity of mortally spiritual reflection

Finding comfort in the atmosphere; he reaches out his hand and grazes the field to feel the smooth formation of my limbs

With any notion of potentially practical configuration for such a complex composition, the stem of his brain defragments into bits and particles of space and time throughout the perplexion of dumbfounded mystery that he discovers along his journey of awareness

Consciously he is here with me; touching my legs

Subconsciously he is falling in love

Unconsciously he is finding himself in another dimension

He has risen

Devils Deal

I sold my soul to the devil

And I’m gonna watch it burn

I sold my soul to diablo

For another lesson learned

 

All the sweetness and compassion

I somehow lost the time

Through a lonesome intravenous

I have nothing left to find

But somehow I keep searching

For a greater piece of life

As I play among the dead

Slaving for a higher price

 

I sold my soul to the devil

And I’m gonna watch it burn

I sold my soul to diablo

For another lesson learned

 

What do I owe you?

But first- What have you done for me?

My dear, I work for the devil

And he keeps my soul busy

What do you seek?

Why do you come to me?

I sold my time to the devil

Compensate my company

If this is where you choose to be

I have a deal he made with me

My time is never really free

And that’s just how it’s sold to be

 

I sold my soul to the devil

And I’m gonna watch it burn

I sold my soul to diablo

For another lesson learned

 

Wicked good intentions

I’m here to make my way

From a past of broken dreams

For my bed that I must lay

Rearranging time

Hustle hard within my grind

Making up for all I lost

Contracted oaths I swore and signed

 

I sold my soul to the devil

And I’m gonna watch it burn

I sold my soul to diablo

For another lesson learned

 

Focused on the fire

Raging through my veins

Sweating through the process

Swallowing my pains

Scratch the itch of my desires

Living fast to fill my cup

No stops to count my gains

I’ve not yet had enough

Measure up to pleasure

But first I hunt and gather

Reaching for the treasure

Survival from the splatter

 

I sold my soul to the devil

And I’m gonna watch it burn

I sold my soul to diablo

For another lesson learned

 

Correlate to compensate

For agreements that I made

Burning through the roses

With short remissions in the shade

Time is what I gave

And this time is due to pass

From the middle man time fades

But one day I’ll have my laugh

My moment in the Sun

A peak of pleasure and of fun

A curse that comes undone

For such a triumph to be won

When all agreements have come done

 

I sold my soul to the devil

And I’m gonna watch it burn

I sold my soul to diablo

For another lesson learned

Spiritual Realm

Among the living there is also dead

A ghost may exist within our physical world yet they may carry a dead soul

An angel may exist within our physical world and they are here to heal, enlighten, share, and love

A spirit may exist within our physical world and they are here to learn and grow and evolve

A demon may exist within our physical world and they are the antagonists, the hurt, the pained, the suffering; who project their dark vibes onto other entities and beings which creates challenge, obstacle, lessons, growth, forgiveness, and spiritual development (in any direction)

A fallen angel may exist within our physical world and they were angels at one time yet they have been hit by a spiritual attack from a demon and their soul has and / or is currently suffering.  Fallen angels may find and embrace the warm loving light of a living angel if their soul chooses to align with such resonance.  And sometimes fallen angels cling to a dark path but they are likely to eventually mend their wings again once they allow themselves to heal with time, love, trust, and patience.

Sometimes when an angel meets a ghost the ghost faces fear and then disappears

Sometimes when an angel encounters a demon the demon will find a challenge to corrupt this angelic creature by force of destruction.  However, if the angel is strong (especially after having once already fallen and fully mended its wings) the angel will recognize and resist such blasphemous attacks.  At this point, the angel is technically an archangel or higher angel.

Spirits are free in that they may choose to go in any direction.  They are not guided by their own internal compass (yet) during the development of their time here.  Spirits are here to evolve.

Sometimes a fallen angel will encounter an angel or an archangel and the archangel may help the fallen angel mend and heal to ascend to a higher level of spirit.  But other times the fallen angel is not ready and will resist, as it is tired and weary.

Demons do have the capability of becoming light in spirit and eventually transcending into a being of spirit.  However, for a demon to evolve into spiritual awakening, the demon must be traumatized so tremendously that even its own force of badness is outdone by the backlash of its fate to overcompensate its current state of grief which may likely bring this demon to seek a higher state of being.

Finding Grace

Life is an unpredictable series of lessons learned through experiences that we face.  In such life, we travel through space and time.  During our place in this time and space we will collide into different events, situations, scenarios, circumstances, and experiences that may cause us to confront emotional and spiritual conflict.  In the midst of such unexpected conflicts, it is easy for us to become hurt and offended or to feel jaded and trapped by unfair treatment and unjust encounters.  For instance- we are doing the best that we can at our job and we get demoted or even laid off.  Or perhaps we commit to a mutually monogamous relationship with our partner to find that he or she has cheated and lied.  Or even more so we have negotiated a seemingly fair business transaction to find that the end result left us ripped-off by some underlying stipulation based upon a sneaky and selfish gain from our business partner.  Suddenly we become distraught from this feeling of betrayal or disappointment and it ignites a fire inside our emotional core of consciousness that we are thrown so far beyond our spiritual path of humanity.  We may react in ways that represent anger and hatred for such betrayals.  We may curse the name of our exes and renounce the love that we once had.  We may decimate the reputation of the company where we dedicated our hard work and time.  We may even express the bitter sorrow of grief that was unexpectedly handed to us by making business plans with the devil (always read the fine print in any contract before you sign).  But what we may come to learn from these hard experiences are lessons of how to prevent such situations from happening again, as they do not resonate with our spiritual wholeness.  And furthermore, we can understand and comply with a more graceful result in how we choose to react.  When you are light as air and get burned by the fire that you provide fuel to, the course of dark magick can eat you alive; leaving you as a pile of hot ash.  However, once ash becomes walked upon by the feet of great men and women, we can then understand alternative ways to process and handle such attacks.  When reacting to the mistreatment and injustice of evil workings in a way that replicates or mirrors the reflection of energy that seeks your soul, it is easy for us to mimic such behaviors and, in our own defense, become offensive in return.  Even though this technique can be viewed as a natural reaction to create a sense of fairness and justice for wrongdoings onto us, this type of reaction will nearly always result in defeat.  The reason that this style of reaction results in defeat is because our anger and resentment toward such spiritual attacks takes away our white magic.  An angry reaction for the sake of returning to “justice” will never create true justice because we have hopped the fence and joined the dark side.  And as a result of joining the dark side, we lose control of ourselves and allow evil forces to manipulate how we portray our character.  Dark forces (bottom-feeding sloths) seek to create company among its dark existence, as they seek no higher truth to find the happiness created from working with light.  And when allowing ourselves to join forces with such dark entities when faced with their evil ways, we can choose to react as their reflection or to ignore their existence and move forward toward the path of light where we may better belong.  From experience, I can say that the best reaction to such attacks is the capacity and strength to ignore such evil.  By doing so, we create grace within our realm of being.  However, I can also say, from experience, that by reacting in a way that reflects the pain that has been aimed toward us during such attacks, we set ourselves up to be misconstrued, misinterpreted, misjudged (about our intent), and portrayed as the weakness that we have become.  We become tarnished by the filth that we allowed ourselves to acknowledge.  The greatest lesson we develop from such experiences is that we may learn how to gracefully protect ourselves from patterns of darkness by avoiding entanglements with sociopathic, self-serving arrangements and to also ignore and disinclude the acknowledgement of their being.  When we reach this level of awareness, we find grace and higher fulfillment.  The rest will fall into place.

Natural Sensation

I can give you the best

Better than all the rest

I can provide you the cure

Attracting you with allure

Absorbing into my pure

Through every minimized pore

Essence of ease without chore

Essentially pleased; you want more

Gratify no denial

Since all I serve is the truth

The greatest gift of such nature

From the fountain of youth

From the word of my mouth

And the light in my eyes

You can feel what you see

With no conceal to disguise

Crystal clear flowing water

Though I’m no preacher’s daughter

I won’t be teaching you lies

The spirit of human

And I’m living it kind

Healing the broken

Giving sight to the blind

So if you ever once doubt

From the fear of a drought

When you’re left in the dark

And life is leaving you out

May you find your return

Back to the center of soul

And yes it will cost you

But every bridge has a toll

An even exchange

From a fair working wage

A practical trade

Among the glorious days

And once you try it yourself

You will flourish in wealth

Coming back to restock

Taking care of your health

And doing well for yourself

 

 

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Charging

Here I am again

Right now- another day

I just want to drift away

Life has shown me nothing’s meant to stay

My soul is very tired

Ancient in this time

Faded gems through generations

The gentle dimming of their shine

Aware of all the signs

And I watch them fade away

In the foreground of my mind

Yet somehow I still stay

If only I could sleep

To deeply drift away

Into eternal heaven

Spread my wings to fly away

From the madness of this noise

The discontent of inconsistency

The lies, the games, the fools

The lack of soulful intimacy

Let me fly away

Just as they have upon this Earth

Nobody ever stays

Let me go for all it’s worth

Just let me fly away

As your patterns have displayed

I’m free without your pain

If you were here I would have stayed

Do you believe in angels

They rise and they may fall

Every angel has a purpose

And some were sent to call

But an angel with no wings

Endures the pain of healing things

With a heart that gives a breath of life

Left cut and dry from your selfish knife

And though I find it difficult

To accept this mighty role

I must choose to carry on

There’s greater stories left untold

The power of such healing

The gifts that I behold

I must not allow confusion

Love can’t be bought or sold

Recharging from the blessings

That I’ve shared along my ways

I realign my soul to center

Miracles happen every day