Brunette locks. Gold shocks. Air pressure on tilt. Need water. Looking slightly wilt-ed. Warm and comfy bundled inn my homemade quilt from miscellaneous scrap material pieces. To me a treasure like the family kieshla. Kinda an inside secret. A stunning family heirloom. Memories to surely leave you speechless. Moved back to the town.. Had to learn to turn my frown upside down. It’s a hard knock life. Your never fully dressed without a smile for sure and for me my smile happens to be my sword. Every night I’m on me knees.. Praying to the Lord. Please God wont you save me! I surrender.. Done with my kicking and screaming. My star is beginning to brighten. Damn that I’m beaming. Eating. Appetite is back. Give me a few more months.. Between that and HOT A$$ Yoga.. I’m bout to be stacked. ALL coming full circle. This was a hell of a test. I was a hell of a mess. Oh me oh my.. Life has been a fight. ALL adding to my story. Glory. Sun-dance kid. Missionary. Visionary. Sworn in to secrecy. HUSH hush.. baby. You better not say a word. ha-HA-ha-HA-ha Were coming for you. Door number two. Running through. Shiny lights. Taking flights. Mesmerized. By my skull-cap and contact eyes. shy. ALIVE. Blue eyes tonight.. Shiny Golden high-lights. Snow-white wrangler. Hard top. Coming through. Edgy. crystal clear. blunt free. AHCHOO! bless me. bless me. Life in the fast lane. Carpool lane. Riding dolo. With a crazy team. Powder puff cream puffs. Popping Rolo’s. Pit stop – Me and Ms. Molly.. Feeling real jolly. Pollinating. Politicking. Time. No ticking. Whispers of love.. Passed to my sisters. Triplicity. Tinkerbell casting spells.. Fairy dust.. glitter. designer skin shimmer. glow angels with halos on tilt. Motivated by the best. Quadruplicating our quest. Wont stop. Don’t know how to stop. Tried to take me down.. a very windy road. Cut throat. Nearly washed away by the stormy coast. Giving up ALL flesh. Alive and Dead. Hard to rest. No more roast. Sleep in bed alone. Holding my ground. Protecting my throne. I see you.. seeing me. I got a royal flush.. ALL hearts. Am I bluffing? Are you brave enough to call me? I’m ALL in. Get the fuck outta here.
Tag: Business
Peaked
Wrenching. Stench of terror. Despair. Scorned. Violently awake. Shaken. Shook. Crooked. Steep creep. Can’t. Won’t. Refusal. Refute. Futile. Denial. Cry. Pain. Shame. Infamous. STRESS. West. Longing for a bullet in the chest. Peace. Serene. Rest. Left.. Question.. Everyone. I’m the crazy one. Emotionally challenged. A beautiful wreck. With an elegant neck. Train wreck. Expectations.. Exasperated. Breathing on a ventilator. Unbalanced equator. Abuse. Used too. Abuser: Self made. Hatred. Shapeless. Darkness. Cartwheels in a past life. Distant eyes.. Lifeless. Shouted out. Permanent pout. Dazed. Unconfused. Forever bruised. Deep purple, cobalt blue. True. Real. Raw. Tell me have you seen her..? A fragment of what’s left of her.. Being.. Cream.. Dream… of that girl.. I used to know. Pure like winter snow. Darkened by contaminated guilt.. Spilled milk. Crowd control. Floored. In the corner. Holding my knees. Daggered. Watch my heart bleed Out. Crouching tiger. Hidden dragon. Drip drop. Tick tock.. Stop watch. Gods clock. Road block. Violation. Destination.. Space station.. Ready for take off.
Is this ALL a lesson to see what I’m made of? Crumbling. Numbing.. Mind blowing.
NO PRESSURE NO DIAMOND
Pressure the weight of the world. Shoulders burning. Stand TALL. Posture direction north↑ BALANCE. Breathe…. inhale exhale ~ Mantra ~ I CAN GET THROUGH ANYTHING. Continue → on forward. Much to gain. Consciousness and wisdom await. I AM so grateful. I feel everything. A diamond in the rough. Come a long way.
CURRENT STATUS: Polishing.
A worthy investment. Every mind under seize. ¤ A diamond so rare so blinding you could not help but see ¤ Your search continued through prison doors to ocean floors, Argyle Mine ♦ Pink diamond in mind. You persisted through, chisel in hand simultaneously polishing you. Flawless. Uncut. Your edge so sharp taking the chance of collapse. You never gave. You manifested me. Purely created . No carbon copy. Here I am. Cotton candy hue. A star is born. Intensely glittery unlike anything ever seen.. not even from Sotheby’s, Christie’s Or Harry Winston. 2010. Over a decade in. 
Now we are I. COMPLETE transparency. You allowed me to breathe. In knowing smothering would dim me. We bonded. Atom and Eve. We ate the fruit. But, play for keeps. Mastermind. King of my heart ♥ Queen of his. A Royal Flush when we have kids.
Here we stand. Visibility separating us. Dark matter blocked by light. That’s why at 11:33 we shut our eyes, escape this world.. and meet in another place for date night. For just like Cinderella.. our time is limited and morning comes.. we must release. Recharged we reawaken. Back here on earth. Stuck in this day again. Both anticipating 11:33.. A glimpse into him and me. Goodnight.. I have somewhere to be! ZZ zzzZ Zz
Memoirs of a Mastermind 