Raising the Living Dead

He raises the living dead too...

What Comes Through Your Heart

Blood; life's pulses of urges and stimulations, bravery and courage.

Pure; dark; worthy, not.

Love; mixed with blood; emotions; waterfalls of your tear's; life's pain's....memories

Joy! Resides; above all Love and life, breath.

Stop the drumbeats and therefore here art thou not.

Light the flame and you are never the same.

Feed it and enjoy life to the utmost.

Take care of the breakable; fragility within your center...

Love which keeps you.

Magic

Describe bubbles floating and bursting as dreams within life's cycles?

Describe a shooting star or rather the magic that exists in your wish upon it; dreams are made of such things.

Describe an unborn dandelion floating upon a breeze carrying all the innocence of childhood...

A play; musical performance; work of art; show...

How does one laugh or love; or heart or lungs breathe without one trying?

Is not life itself simply, partly, just magical?

Hmmm...gotta love tha Magician! :)

Life is Within a Sunset....

If you ever need something to live for; look to the sky.

Ahhh, the brilliance of hope; future; a higher power.

 beauty beyond any humanity.

See the light in the reflection of any sunset and you can hope to witness the next day's, always.

The waves; breeze; radiance; love light's every day's coming and going; it belongs to all of us.

If  nothing else; keep on for the loving experience of seeing such beauty coming and going out of every day; if not for you; for someone.

What is Light?

Benjamin Franklin?

Huh; brilliant source that renders us all comfortable.

It's brilliance you can recognize as the fire within a sunrise or sunset...

It feeds us;

Costs $.

Get shocked, ouch!

May that be one be one iota  of tha powa of God!

Light is the most beautiful thy magnification could imagine if magnified, at best!

Heavenly crystals identify one's destiny...look and you may be lucky enuf to see :)

It let's one know the Higher is right there...always watching...

Ever doubt, just turn to a light or lamp and let there be truth, I can guarantee, you will be okay...just be open to your heart

Love is Magic

Sparks fly...fireworks occur; doves are set free as the Holy Spirit  uniting our hearts one into the other.

Ever see sparks fly around another like a fantasy?

Ever touched and had their self melt into your own as butter against heat?

Hmmm.....

Magic; circus stuff, right?  Now I think this love is meant for a different realm, the places where dreams occur.

God, normal is boring and boring is normal...amen.

Journey Toward Destiny

Footprints in the sand are essential to the journey toward your end and your beginning.

Smell the air; fragrant; hold at times; just to make it.

Basking in Godliness; sometimes for pleasure.

The tiny  cures; you create for another are really what matters most.

Birdies Are the Most Free

To begin as one that can fly above all...

to soar, on wings that see all, believe all and feel all...

to be free as a bird is not just a saying or meaning...

I love to watch them fly; to experience the essence of essential freedom in nature's realm.

How I love to watch the birdies fly...

Heartless

Lack; yet earned my deepest desire.

Love...butter into crevices I knew not existed; yet not blood platelets.

The torture proceeds thee; his memory is and has the capacity to destroy me...

which is romance in the most extreme form.

I would have married him in a cardboard box with pop can rings....

I will always have that!

I'll take that, that's a huge part of whatever honor is mine!

Rare as fuck!

Sufferings

Battles lost; own...

Like the magic of Christmas!

That sometimes when you lose...you win :)

Exposures to torture isn't pleasant; unwanted.

Endurance is for the Grand.

Therefore; we are all in some way grand.

Medals belong to the earned.

Inside My Heart

Beatz my life blood.

Is it not more than fluid...? yet; history...stories, strengths unknown, spiritual essences beyond thought's comprehensions.

It is the only organ that can kill you without disease.

If feels physically with nothing scientifically wrong with it...

The most special part of one's self - to me - is the heart.

Love is at the end of my day;

I will alwayz love...

Alwayz too much :)

All Exits Are Painful

Exitz - leaving, dying.

The best of the best hurt the most...

You fight it; but in the end resides the fragrance of poetic justice and all is well with you, your soul; mind and mainly you now own peace for eternity.

Admiration is yours toward those who's pains you know not; if you did your admiration would cease.

Seek happy nights, through happy days and always believe in love and magic...after all...that is that which  has created you - equaling life...

International Auidience

Hey...just wanted to say...as much as I enjoy my Americanas, I really am thrilled that anyone from a dif country hears my  words, as I have not traveled and have much to say. My thanks.

I Have No Songs to Sing

How to exemplify joy or elation when learning to swim or walk...

When simple words, equaling conversations are much;

How do you share your praise or starbursts...

Hope rises; eventually; as smoke through fire; which is powerful.

Play with it and you will get burned; possibly destroyed...

Yet; power Is.

Sometimes you have no choice.

No more control have you than the rising or the setting of the sun over that which instances bring your way; your life.

I want my smoke to signal a fire.