First I release the words weighing upon me.
Gifted like Halloween, tricks and treats… You became a resting place for jewelry tossed away at sea. With blinded eyes they try to glean, but your gems are well fastened and buried deep.
To dive in and carry the tools set out for healing your emotions, to learn to swim in the deep blue ocean. Doing the work to restore whatever has been broken. Amazed to find as you dive deeper into your subconscious emotions, you will still feel the warmth of the rays as you explore the depths of your ocean.
Real men don’t play when developing a cognitive dissonance. Television and exaggerated theater major’s have successfully reprogrammed our minds to adapt and normalize the challenges of problem solving.
Circumstantially blind, still searching for entry to the other side.
Attached to the scent of the Devine feminine womb, you can’t re-enter mines, longing to be reborn through time.
They think I’m a lost little kitten, who’s lost her mittens, beaten by the wind, but that’s a BigContradiction to what their actually seeing.
I’m a physician not a magic magician, my head is sound and I’ve always been anchored to the ground.
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