Enchanted magic like a soothing force magnet.
Dig and dive so deep and end up on the other side of the planet.
My lungs runs faster than me and I feel it's effects
Which causes and detects why I can't catch my breath.



Seraphs shadow dancing in reflection on a visor of an astronauts helmet
Depicted that of angelic elegance
Descended from
Levels of condemning shuns
Infamous for its compelling lust
And failed because light years propelled in atomic thrust
Cultivated from a lower level of a greater one,
Delegated from a higher level of a second sun.
Moondance grace upon a torn canvas mends oneself
And if you put enough heart into it, it will write itself
Spackled with an imagination
Highly focused and concentrated
Complicated combinations
In fluent communication.
Like Jesus said, “if you do not believe his writings, how will you believe my words?”
Point your mic towards the crowd and watch them finish your verse.
Work to live instead of live to work
Meshing hours, to minutes, to seconds of hurt
To moments in a dream, like a team at DreamWorks.
Countless stories told...