When a grenade goes off, a strange teacher may appear in this rare moment- you may find yourself here: What does this Strange Sadness want to teach me? What does it want to say? Allow it - The frozen yet flowing river dagger Ghostwriter to the songs of my rage They warned us, Venus combust, Eclipsed in the stars of The Lord of War A painful time he warned - as always, I thought I’d be fine, the exception to a rule I’ve never been exempt from Cosmic Suplex for the audacity complexion But if I’m still enough, I will find the medicine
Allow it The thing you fear so much you deny its existence even when consumed with it speaking it might breathe more life into it so we stay quiet, but it’s Quite the opposite Life given, yes, but life’s nature is to shift shape Not even death stays the same And The Reaper never leaves a mark in the same place Tattoos on our soul, grief exposes grace Grief is love, always So you can never truly hate yourself if sadness stems from disconnect Desolate, On the outer rims of your own orbit It is you that you miss - self hatred is dualities revolt against imprisonment You long for forgotten remembered days We are gods with amnesia Grief is love, always
Get comfortable in yourself Make a home within Birds will make their nest But humans roam to no end Programmed lies selling synthetic versions of your insides telling you to look everywhere as long as it’s on the outside What would happen if we looked in the only place the machine never tells you to? Only dead fish go with the flow Skilled swimmers, like angels, hover in the undertow The cards keep telling me Believe in the impossible When a grenade goes off, a strange teacher may appear in this rare moment- you may find yourself here.. truth disguised as nightmare- heart checks for the prepared your brokenness and grief are your qualifiers remain open when undone, the shackled heart would like a word - Let Me Out
I Love This. I'm at a loss for words rn, this is truly beyond beautiful. This right here tho:
Skilled swimmers, like angels, hover in the undertow
The cards keep telling me
Believe in the impossible
I was there, I felt/saw that- Thank U for this Mamas, I Love U & I'm so very Proud of U, U doin the damn thing!!🥰🥰💜💜☯️☯️🧿🧿🔥🔥
On the outer rims of your own orbit. We are Gods with amnesia. Dude, this is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing your beauty, truth, strength and vulnerability which is uniquely you. Proud of you!