𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫

i’m here to honor the ones before me.

i hear you — all. i hear, he hears, you all.

live thru me.

i live for:

dignity. respect. holinesses. true, love-filled power.

my rhythms are disgusting.

who might be digesting these ludicrous musik.

𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖎𝖐 — we are all devoutly creative agents & makers of 𝓡3𝓐𝓛ities.

create luv.

create beauty. this is 𝓡3𝓐𝓛 ARTs. — that’s,

aesthetic 𝓡3𝓐𝓛ity transcendences —

b. better.

b. better.

𝓫., better.

work hard, harder, the hardest(?) on what you luv.

make it your living. your whole lyfe, holistically.

be kind. b. kind. b. kind.

luv good ratios.

luv good souls & their good presentations.

make eye-contacts. soul-contact.

be healthy. 𝓫.. healthy. now. now. now!

the spacing is key in good ARTs & in

good alignments.

𝓫. well.

luv 𝓫.

legacy was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

relationships, connections… are the greatest currency(?)

value was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

they don’t no anything
they don’t know anything
or they know it all and i’d no it all
who that know it all?

there’s pace needed, not rush.
energy is always in place. no buts.
capacities are there.
opportunities are a flush.
i’m used to doing things in team. hush hush.
i can and will a will of multiple, much much.

What is dead? was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

there’s glorious sights and organic near i
what even is this plane — world?
they go after unrealities in an unreal space — …
retain zest.
be vigorous.
build magnificence.
i could destroy any street corner on the spot.
don’t look.
my energy/energies be disastrously… exponentially expansive and too dangerous from anyone’s makeshift shelter.
it’s simple. who grown?
at once, i’ll have it all. my will’s it.
tha work’s infinite. it wades and washes thru lots of differentz.

what even is loyalty?
is it very unreal?

God’z Neva-neva dead was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

My body remembers what I am doing while my body is engaged & active — in activity and activities. I can move and live out this shit.

We work for us. We work for us. We work for we. That is, free.
What we do is divine and between us and that.
I’m not of this world much at all. My boots are down. Sometimes strapped. I’m always, although, ready. My traction phases and grips and rips and pulls and prods and pulsates to the next rung. We pivot, we pivot, pivot and pivot. Groundedly, centeredly… Being here, on this planet, we’re ‘from here.’ We are pivot-all.

Why would I do things for shallow ends? — out-of-alignment means. — For and collecting ‘dirty money?’

What is additive or reductive? This is a question.

Let’s integrate, integrate, greatly. Then, tha way for actualizing.
It’s real.

Why I don’t do things out-of-alignment was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

today was a day of a lot
my main aim to achieve is alignment
get too far out-of-alignment and dysfunction follows…

work is always on

how are you developing your soul? isn’t this the sole impetus for — really — anything? isn’t this a question no one, maybe, asks — but, more, pursues?

what are you doing ‘this’ (or that or this or that) for?

wht’s the end? what’s the outcome? what’s the goal? what’s the point?

i’m settling down and i’m still working till dreams appear…

this is a sanctified response-ability. holy questions… holy quests…

my feet have arduous veins built over years of groundwork.

how’s your foundation?

GRNDWRK was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

purity // i can’t find the fuchsia .marker.

what is the role of ‘reduction’ in daily lyfe? — in daily-craftings/-scheduling/-mappings … ?
we like to ‘be full’…

i sit-up/lay in near-silence, post-nap, and wait for ‘things to arrive’
listen:
~~~~~there’s a time to sit, there’s time to hold-off, there’s time to delay…
and there’s time to fill-up, to get full; how can we cycle properly/well?

quality questions… good inquiries… make an effort, make a life out of answering them
~ ~ ~ with joy, with commitment, with valor…

these pieces remain dense and brief. i gotta go live them, what are you doing?

purity // i can’t find the fuchsia .marker. was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

joy is an explosive re-action and/or byproduct of happiness & lil’ happinesses
but what is that? how do you, further, achieve happiness and other lil’ 1's?
alignment.

IMO, happiness is something you have to work and work for; tweak… tinker with; hone/refine…

don’t miss what you don’t have
don’t miss too much what is not with you
savor what is here, not really there…

i have three min.

life has infinite ways to — go?
make them make sense
make them mesh
make the things you do and pursue be in accord and commonality.

this is what we talk about with…
WHOLENESS or WHOLESOME or (a) HOLISITIC lyfe

make sense was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

i flick the fan on and contemplate what’s blocking my prosperity
don’t i stick with things not for long enough?
why? why? why?
i yawn as a plea — 
problems are prevalent
solving problems is a daily occurrence,… a full-time job

soulmates come in many forms; they’re beyond life; beyond normal reason
why am i flipping?
why am i writing?
i need to pull-pull abundance my-my ways.
we are responsible for what lies in our lives, our way(s).

Our Way was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.

the night croaks, today was warm, sticky a bit, and kinda… somewhat hard
the cars whizz, above maybe wispy clouds and some sort of setting of sun

i open the shades
a car pulls in their driveway across
and deeply desire — progress

it takes work and that’s why we eat:
create/produce — consume/rest ~ recoup

endless, it’s endless
the drive has to find luv for something true
tha impetus needs allure, even seductions, a calling, recycling bait
strength + vigor… …

i ache after today
how much will i ache for tomorrow?…

Shades was originally published in Philosophies, Psychologies, Poetries, Spiritualities on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.