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.
The more she knows and looks into answering her questions, the less she will feel her desired end result is impossible for her to accomplish.
Lose weight in a blink of an eye. Magic
Put this cream on your face and poof. No more wrinkles.
I suddenly realized that we promote incompetence and magic.
Magic does not exist we just don’t know the exact properties and steps that causes things to happen.
it’s really man who has no adaptability.We have yet to evolve; learn from our past experiences and do otherwise or better.Yet we claim life to be redundant, repetitive and never-changing.
Refined in China.
Aged in Quebec.
Abridged in and Trimmed in Thailand.
Revised in Africa’s land.
Stamped with many a places and times.
Never ceasing to critique and develop the width of my spine.
The world is my editorial board.